Marrying Mother's Mother's Mother
Chapter 150: Bell, I'm sorry
Bella was braiding Issabell's shoulder-length hair. He deliberately dressed his daughter to look beautiful and funny to meet with Roland's parents.
Bella's fingers looked agilely braided the black hair in such a way, while occasionally joking with Issabel who was sitting on the bed, beside her.
“Mommy, we ... where?” ask Issabell with a sentence that is not too perfect.
“Where are we going, honey? Such is the right way of asking,” errat Bella, tell.
Bella smiled as her little daughter repeated the same question. “Kita ... want .. where?” repeat it while laughing.
“Mommy doesn't know, Honey. So daddy story to Icca going where?” Bella asked back.
His hand was tying the hair of Issabell with rubber hair so as not to be released. Pair a large hello kitty hairpin on the top.
“It's beautiful!” praise Bella, tidy up the remaining comb and tie the hair, filling the edge of the bed.
From the direction of the bathroom, it looks Bara out only wrapped in a towel wrapped around her slim waist. Showing off a muscular box stomach, as if to attract the attention of the wife.
“Icca, play with mbak first,” pinta Bella, give a kiss at the temple before lowering Issabell from the top of the bed.
It looked as if the little girl was running with her newly braided hair neatly jumping left and right. Bella is forced to evict her daughter after seeing Bara's rough appearance.
“Bell, you deliberately drove out Icca, right?” ask Bara confidently. Both eyebrows go up and down, tempting pregnant women who are getting more beautiful with the body filled.
“Mas, I have not fully forgiven Mas. The lies are still being exposed. It's not that easy to forget it,” said Bella, rushing towards the dressing table, tidying up her long hair.
The smile that had been present just now vanished without a trace. Bella squeezes the comb with a bright mind. Sitting in the mirror with an empty mind.
“Bell, forgive me.” The man with the towel around his waist walked over, kneeling at Bella's side to get a full apology.
“You want me how?” bara asked, hugging Bella's waist and sticking her head in her wife's distended stomach, trying to eavesdrop on what her little whiz was doing in her mommy's stomach. It doesn't sound like anything, just Bella's stomach makes a smile.
Bella shakes. “I'm just afraid that Mas will repeat. Every time I forgive, there is something that makes me disappointed again,” explained Bella, sighed softly.
Looking at the pushy man who is enjoying the company of the baby in the womb. If I may be honest, it is hard to forgive Bara back after the lies after the lies that her husband did, but there is an innocent baby involved here, her baby and Bara.
However, his son does not know how heavy and complicated the problem is and Bara, does not deserve the fruits of his selfish attitude. Choosing to leave Bara, there will definitely be many hearts injured, including his mother and Issabell. He can't be so childish.
Even if he had to separate, he would choose to separate peacefully. Which would not unsettle many hearts, for his departure was secretly aimless. But for now, she still sees loyalty in her husband's eyes, though Bara often lies.
Bella still sees a sincere streak of love from Bara for her. A man who loves his mother so much that he would marry his daughter without love, would not be able to hurt her on purpose. Didn't hurt her mean to hurt her mother too.
“I just don't want to fight for a while. Mom is sick and I am also pregnant.” Bella let out what she had been thinking all along.
“Alright, no problem. If you haven't forgiven me, it's okay .. but come back with me to Jakarta. Our house is there. Husband wife must remain together, no matter how heavy the problem,” pinta Bara, reasoned.
“Save from problems not solutions. The household will remain intact if we stay together facing problems, but when one of them chooses to leave, that's where the beginning of the separation began.
Bella breathed a heavy sigh. “I'll join Mas to Jakarta. I promised Mbak Brenda, I don't want to make her wait.”
“I will also take care of the transfer of the Icca school. Maybe until giving birth I will settle in Surabaya. I can't leave Mom alone here.”
Bara surprised. The desire to stay in Surabaya was again pronounced Bella. Not only now, Bella has often made a unilateral decision to settle in Surabaya.
“I disagree, Bell. The company in Jakarta needs me, I cannot stay in Surabaya with you,” Bara said.
“Mas can stay in Jakarta, I and Icca will stay here until I give birth, Mas.”
Bara back to shake. “I don't want us to part like this, Bell.”
The pregnant woman smiled bitterly. Circulating his gaze around. “Our story starts from this room, Mas.” said Bella, with teary eyes. Switching conversations. Discussing the same problem continuously made him cramped.
Remember how his relationship with Bara began. In the past, the man standing in front of him was a hero in his family life. Bella recalled, her mother first invited her into this luxurious residence after pocketing permission from the man who is now her husband.
A kind-hearted man, very good in his eyes at the time. In this day and age, it would be difficult to find a figure as good as Bara. The man never got dizzy with how much money he spent.
Her husband can help anyone who is considered appropriate, sincerely and selflessly. They never help half people. At the beginning of each month, he and Rissa would get an allowance for school fees and pocket money from Bara.
It never occurred in Bella's mind that the man who became the god of the family would become her husband in the future and is now on his knees wishing her forgiveness.
“You used to be the one who entered this room the most. Brave snot girl. Didn't happen to you, I will lock you in the bathroom,” said Bara laughed, remembering the innocent girl who always prepares warm water for him every home office.
“You used to be very good, Mas. Not a liar like now!” bella's nagging, hitting Bara's shoulder back, made Bara almost strayed back.
“Bell ...” protest Bara, back to wrap around Bella's waist spoiled.
Both are in the same position. Bella sits in front of the mirror and Bara kneels around her waist.
“Mas, I'm serious. I've made up my mind, not because our relationship has been deteriorating lately. I'm worried about Mom. Here Mom alone, I can't calm down.”
“Otherwise the more the month, my content is getting bigger. If something happens to Mom, I will not necessarily be able to fly as fast as now,” explained Bella. A look of hope and understanding led clearly, breaking through her husband's blue eye bead.
“I can't answer it yet, Bell. I have to think about it first. It's not easy to stay apart like this. I can't if I have to stay away from you and Icca,” Bara said.
The man was already standing up, patting softly on Bella's downcast smooth cheek. Gurgling his wife's red pomegranate lips at a glance.
“Prepare Bell, we will meet Rolland soon,” pinta Bara. His long legs had already stepped towards the walk in closet and changed into clothes. Forced to have to finish the chat, so as not to see Roland too late. Moreover, they had to bring along Issabell.
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