Marrying Mother's Mother's Mother
Chapter 153: Titip greeting for Pram

“Rissa?” I was surprised this time.

Bella nodded. There was guilt ambushing the recesses of his heart. How not? Brenda's statement was like slapping her face. My brother really has passed. Rissa shouldn't have gone that far.

Rissa accidentally comes to see Brenda, and invites her ex-husband's wife to work together to destroy Bara and destroy her household. In fact, so far Bara has been nice to him. Although, Bella admits, Bara is not a saint. When forced Issabell out of Rissa's hands, her husband resorted to cunning and painful means.

“For what did Rissa meet Brenda?” bara asked, impatiently waiting for his wife to tell him.

“Taking Mbak Brenda to conspire, destroying our household, Mas.” There's a shame Bella's hiding. Hearing the truth Brenda told, Bella was devastated. Didn't expect her brother to be able to do such a bad thing.

The pregnant mother was downcast, her hands squeezing each other, covering up her disappointment at Rissa who was now inhabiting the iron bars.

“Call it. You remember Bell. Rissa used to put Love's name on my phone. Then he knows all my stories and Brenda's. Until my call he knows,” said Bara, his mind was glaring everywhere. Stringing story after story that passed.

“Yes, one love, the other Han. Several times Brenda slipped every time she said your name, Mas,” grumbled Bella, showing her jealousy.

“I'm sorry, I didn't mean that. Ever since you protested, I never greeted her again. I'm not used to greeting him with another call. I'm sure Brenda is like that too.”

Bella raised her gaze, this time her two neutrals stared fixedly at her husband. “I used to be jealous, but not anymore. I started to understand,” said Bella.

“Same as when I called both parents Brenda papa and mama until now. I'm used to it, Bell. I'm sorry, if the call sounds hurtful.”

“After a long conversation with Mbak Brenda, I understood many things.”

“Oh ... Why do you look so sweet now, Bell.” The embers grabbed Bella's body, and brought her into the crib.

“Usually I'm not sweet, Mas?” bella asked, looking intently at her husband.

Stabbed like that, Bara immediately gulped, at a loss for words. It takes a few seconds for the mature man to look for answers.

“Normally sweet too, Bell, but now much sweeter and adorable.” A light kiss landed on Bella's temple, her husband presenting a sweet kiss like a thief of misfortune.

“Basic!” grumbled Bella upset.

The sparkling eyes dimmed, reverberating with Brenda's expressions and pleas. The woman's face was accompanied by the pain of holding back always flashed in her memory. There is guilt when remembering Brenda's words. Especially when the heart-wrenching sentence that was spoken dry lips seemed to tremble withstanding the taste

Brenda's bitter smile still looms on the mat, with a slashing sentence that can shake Bella's heart.

“I beg Bell, I don't demand more, just take care of my daughter until she can take care of herself. Until he knows what is right and wrong. Don't let my dark footsteps decorate his long and bright future.”

A sentence that Bella can't handle right now. It made him haunted by guilt when the rejection was able to come out of his lips.

“Together with my family, that past will surely haunt Rania's step. I don't want my daughter to be like me. I know, you're a good man, with you Rania will be a good boy. Just allow my daughter to send prayers in my belly once a year. For me that's enough, I don't demand more.”

Two puffs of clear liquid fell, leaving wet traces on both cheeks of the five-month-old pregnant woman. Bara was of course surprised. There was no story, his wife suddenly cried in silence,

“What's up, Bell? You why?” tanya Bara was curious.

“Why cry?” bara asked, forcing Bella's eyes to be wiped with her fingertips.

Bella grabbed her husband by the neck suddenly, locking him with both hands tightly. Crying at will, shedding all the guilt he had been holding back since.

“Why are you, honey?” ask the confusion.

The palm of the hand was already gently rubbing Bella's back that was shaking violently. Channeling strength so that his wife stopped crying without clear like this.

“I ... I ... has my decision to reject Rania been correct, Mas?” ask Bella, in between the arms getting tighter.

“I don't know, Bell. Whatever your decision, I will support it.” Bara gave an opinion.

“Let's go home. I still have to check the email Kevin.” sent

After stopping her crying, Bella finally held her husband's friendly hand back to the car.

***

“Ma .. mi!” her little squeal, while running spread her hands towards Bella, asked to go up to the sling.

The new embers came down from his sports car, shouting from a distance. “Bell, I'm the one who carried it.” The man ran to pick up his daughter and welcomed Issabell. Since her pregnancy, she has not allowed Bella to carry Issabell. Fear of something happening with Bella.

“How are daddy's kids? Already eaten?” tanya Bara presents kisses on both cheeks padlocked Issabell.

“si .. yo .. mai,” Issabell spelled the food that his nanny had been feeding.

Hearing the word siomai, the footsteps of Bella who walked ahead of the father and son stopped. Shown peanut-spiced foods with tomato sauce and sweet soy sauce are appetizing.

“Mas, I want siomai,” said Bella turned to look at Bara.

“Food moreover is it, Bell? Still one stream with rujak cingur, huh?” ask Bara. After a long time of not serving Bella's strange request, now she has to face it again.

“Ayo Mas, we're looking now. I want a brown wagon,” continued Bella again. Suddenly the desire just appeared, imagined siomai sellers who often rode in front of the campus. Mang Usep, complete with chocolate cart.

“Hah! Did I not hear wrong?” tanya Bara.

Bella nodded with her face. The food that Issabell said.

“Where should I look for it, Bell?” ask Bara again.

“Mas is always so, every time I ask for something, Mas must have objected first,” grumbled Bella, continued her step into the house.

“It's not so, Bell. Let's search together ...” Bara's voice stopped, Bella did not speak anymore. His wife chose to go into the house to hold back her anger.

“Mommy weird-ass only, Ca. Want to eat siomai but have to adjust to the color of the cart,” said Bara shook his head. The man took his daughter in, following Bella who had entered first with his frustration.

The man joked with Issabell for a while, before boarding his room with Bella. Just as the door of his room was open, a shrill sound came out of his wife's cell phone who was making a video call.

“Boo, I've sent Ricko. Later after from Mang Usep, he immediately stopped by your house,” Kailla said.

“Okay Kai, no need now. Tomorrow home campus is also okay,” explained Bella sungkan. Sitting in front of the dressing table stared at Kailla's face that filled her phone screen.

“Already. Ricko is already on the way, just wait in front of your porch.”

Bella nodded. Shown the pleasure of hot siomai Mas Usep who has tested the color of the cart.

“Hai Om Bara.” Suddenly, Kailla's voice greeted her, waving her hand.

“Hmmmm,” murmured Bara with his wry face, hearing Ricko's name called a plot of the wives made Bara's emotions stick out.

Bella was surprised. Not hearing footsteps, suddenly her husband was already standing behind.

“What did you send to my house, Kai?” ask Bara, bow. Staring cynically at Kailla.

“Ah ... Om Bara's. His eyes are not like that, later if it can not return to normal again, how?” ledek Kailla's.

“Where's your husband?” tanya Bara, prepare to launch an attack on Kailla.

“Still afternoon, my husband is still in the office, Om.”

“Call it! His wife sends chaos to my house, she doesn't know,” Bara chirps.

Kailla swallows saliva.

“Already, I turn it off first, yes. Say hello to Pram, tomorrow I will make a calculation with him if tonight I fight with my wife.”

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TB