Marrying Mother's Mother's Mother
Chapter 157: Keeping the daddy for you
Day changes night, night changes day. Without notice, two full moons passed. The grief slowly crept away, and a smile began to greet the morning.
Bella's content is growing. Seven months already champion Wirayudha enjoying the warm womb of the mother. Share your breath, share your taste, share your story.
Rania, the girl started to smile and run her children's routine back. Sometimes stay at Bara and Bella, not infrequently also return to the lap of opa and oma. That is how his life is after Brenda.
In the morning at the residence of Barata Wirayudha, as usual the activity starts with breakfast together. Since the presence of Rania, the dining room has increased. Low-key with the babble Issabell who argued with Rania. Often quarrel just because of the scramble for cow's eye eggs that are not the same size.
“Sweetheart, my kids will pick me up. Rania told me she came home early. Same time as Icca.” Bara who was just preparing to go to the office joined his wife and children. The man in a suit draped in the arm kissed his wife's distended stomach at a glance, greeting her little whiz.
“Yes, Mas. This Mas want breakfast with fried rice or bread?” bargain Bella. The pregnant mother with a negligee of the flowers was standing in the corner of the table, polishing chocolate jam onto a loaf of bread for her daughter Issabell.
“Fried rice only, Bell.” Bara had already pulled out a chair and was sitting right next to his wife. His place of greatness that cannot be contested or taken over by other parties.
“This is the bread Icca,” he said, putting brown bread on the plate of a petite girl in two braids. Without waiting, Bella had already grabbed an empty plate and filled it with fried rice complete with an omelet, made by a housekeeper. Since living in Jakarta, Bella rarely cooks. All work done by a house assistant who was specifically hired by Bara.
“It's got Mas.” Put a plate of fried rice in front of her husband.
“You didn't eat, Bell?” bara asked, starting to feed the fried rice to her mouth.
“In a minute, Mas.”
Bella's eyes were on Rania. The girl was still busy with the phone in her hand.
“Kak, the phone is saved first. Want to have breakfast with bread or fried rice?” ask Bella.
“Bentar Mi,” sahut Rania, turned a glance then continued his chat with classmates.
Five minutes Bara stared intently at her daughter, with no movement at all. The girl was busy with her cell phone, until not realizing the surroundings.
Bella sits down, enjoys her breakfast, occasionally staring at Rania sitting across. It was imagined that soon her husband would explode.
“Kak, save the phone. Soon Daddy gets angry,” whispered Bella, kicking Rania's leg slowly.
And sure enough, Bella had not yet swallowed the saliva, Bara's voice had sounded terrible.
“KAK, PHONE PULL!!” bara's orders half yelled, reaching out asking Rania to hand over her phone.
The eighth-grade girl, could only obey. Dare not to argue let alone return Bara's gaze. Handing over her phone in fear. Not only this time, often he was robbed of every disobedience.
“Starting today, daddy doesn't want to see anyone holding a phone at the dinner table!” tara Bara's.
Mas, stop. Later the children are late to school if Mas angry again,” persuaded Bella, trying to calm Bara's emotions.
“Rania is not a child anymore, she is starting to grow up. He must learn discipline, Bell.”
“Yes, Mas. Later learn his discipline. Now they have to go to school. He continued his anger later. They also have to be disciplined, come on time to school,” said Bella trying to mediate.
“Kak, quickly grab your breakfast, don't argue daddy. Later your phone, mommy who will ask for it,” said Bella whispered to Rania.
The atmosphere of the dining table was silent for a moment. Everyone was busy spending breakfast without much talk and chasing time for their next activity.
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All three were already sitting in the car with Bara holding the wheel.
“Kak, your phone saved mommy,” Bara said after making sure her daughter sat perfectly on the side and wore a seatbelt. The man began to soften and did not get as angry as this morning.
“Yes, Dad.”
“Kak, don't make trouble. Mommy was pregnant. It's not taking care of you and Icca. Especially soon after birth, Brother should be able to help mommy keep Icca,” continued Bara, staring at Issabell who sat quietly in the back seat.
“Yes, Dad.”
“You want to buy fried chicken?” bargain Bara after seeing the two sit still and obey.
“Mau ... Dad!” I heard the approval from Issabell. The little girl laughed happily.
“Kakak want?” haggling again. The man knew that Rania was uncomfortable with him because of a small incident at the dinner table this morning.
Rania nodded.
Before long, the car that Bara drove into the courtyard of a famous fried chicken outlet. It looks like Bara took her two daughters down, along with her. It did not take long, two servings of fried chicken flour complete with cold drinks served on the table.
Rania and Issabell hurriedly ate it. Rarely are they allowed to enjoy fast food. Usually Bella will refuse every time Bara offers her daughters. The man's smile grew to see his daughter enjoying it voraciously.
“Dad, please get me another tomato sauce?”rania Pinta. Showing his hand with food. Bara who had just watched the two, immediately complied.
“OK ...” He stood up, without looking again. Suddenly a girl holding a glass of soda crashed and spilled the contents of the glass onto her blue shirt.
“Ma .. af,” said the girl stammered. Hurriedly rubbed the wet Bara shirt.
Getting such a touch Bara immediately dodged. Raised sight. “Nothing,” reject Bara, when the girl again wants to clean up the spill of drinks on her clothes.
Deg—
Bara narrowed his gaze, as he looked at the sweet girl who hit him. He knew and met that girl.
“Oh, meet Om again,” said the girl smiled sweetly.
“Donut, Om. Remember?” ask the girl to talk.
Hearing the word donut, Bara's memory instantly retreated to the events of two months ago. While accidentally colliding with a material-deprived girl at one of the outlets. And at this time, the look of the girl is not much different. With tight shorts with super tight sleeveless shirts.
“Yes Lord, what sin did I have with my wife until I met this woman so-this incident again.”
Just looking at his gaze Bara shuddered in horror. He was not an innocent man, he knew many women and this girl was a type of venomous snake. If it's broken, life's at stake.
Rania, who had been observing her daddy and the girl, was visibly upset. It's not that he didn't know the girl was staring at Bara unblinkingly. With a glass of cold drink of hers, Rania stood up and hit the girl, deliberately pouring out her drink to the sexy chest wrapped in a tight shirt.
“Mommy, I will keep daddy for you,” Rania said inwardly.
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