Marrying Mother's Mother's Mother
Chapter 159: Bara vs Roland

“We eat now? Poor kids eating alone,” persuaded Bara.

Bella finally nodded, although in her heart there was still some lingering remains.

“Bell, please trust me. I may not be as romantic as other men, but I am loyal to you. I know what the pain of being betrayed is like. So ...”

“Already Mas .. take a shower first. We'll go downstairs later. I'm waiting for you for dinner,” cut Bella. The pregnant woman had moved out of bed. Rushed out of his room.

Bara could only stare in silence, looking at the back that disappeared from behind the bedroom door. Sometimes, tucked his love in Bella. Married to her, Bella sacrifices many things, despite her initial goal of maintaining a good relationship with Rosmah's mother. This marriage exists because she wants to be responsible for the life of her maid's family.

But the more he gets here, the more he feels like Bella was sacrificed. Although always trying to keep his wife's feelings, keep her loyal, but there are those who make Bella cry, making Bella hurt. Whether it was intentional or unintentional.

His wife was too young, not even twenty. You have to get pregnant and take care of two children at once. Not to mention, when their hero was born, Bella's responsibilities grew.

Later, since Rania lives in their place, every Bara sees Rania always tucked in guilt on Bella. His daughter Rania, is still free to enjoy childhood to adolescence, which will not be repeated again. While Bella, whose age is only six years adrift of Rania must be faced with various responsibilities as a wife and mother of her children.

Each time Bara remembers that, she tries to hold her patience for Bella. At times, Bella's emotions are still often up and down and unstable. Sometimes still childish, but not infrequently also looks mature. It's just that, Bara often forget, if the pregnant woman who fills the side of her bed is still nineteen years, there are times when she demands excess, like wives in general.

***

Next day.

With a wave of Bella's hand, Bara drove her car to the office. Still had time to put a kiss on the forehead and two cheeks that ended by sticking his lips on the lips of the wife.

“Bell, I came home a little late. I have to go to the project. Roland's housework is almost complete and I have to intervene to make sure. Do your own checking.”

“Yes, Mas. Try to go home soon. I'm tired of answering the endless questions of kids not seeing you at the dinner table.

“OK ...”

“Make sure Mr. Rudi picks up the kids on time, Bell.”

“Ya, Mas.”

“You so meet with Kailla?” asked Bara again, rubbing his wife's womb plan that stepped on seven months.

“So, Mas. I didn't bring the kids.”

“Before you leave, don't forget to make sure the kids are done, Bell. Don't get tired, you know what Kailla is like. I don't want to let you do anything, Bell.”

“Ya Mas's. Don't exaggerate. Kailla's good, Mas.”

“I leave first, yes.” Bara took the time to gently wipe the top of his wife's head. Smile warmly before getting into his car.

***

Bara accompanied by a project supervisor was driving around ensuring a five-story luxury residence on an area of 4000 square meters. Today, there is an elevator installation in Roland's luxury home that is planned to make a handover at the end of the month.

The man had to intervene alone for the renovation process, considering that the project his company took on was of fantastic value. After making sure everything is smooth and in accordance with the previously approved image, Bara can breathe a sigh of relief.

Bar, how are you?” Suddenly a baritone voice greeted him.

“Land, how are you?” bara asked, hugging while patting Roland's shoulder. Smile, though not completely sincere. For some reason, until now Bara can not be kind to his friend anymore. Not just Issabell's problem, but there are other problems that bother him.

Roland's gaze was like saving something, which Bara knew was not walking in her path. What it is, Bara doesn't know clearly. Especially when he looked at his wife, Bella. Like saving something that is hard to describe.

“Good, Bar. Icca how?”

“Icca has started to standalone. The speech also started smoothly, not faltering like before,” explained Bara, throwing a smile.

“Because it's too smooth, until anything is told all to Bella,” Inner Bara remembers the behavior of her little daughter that affected her relationship and Bella.

“How, Land? You have seen the results, is there anything that does not match your wishes?” ask Bara, divert the conversation.

Roland shook his head. “All is okay. I believe in your work, Bar. Who does not know Barata Wirayudha. Just by mentioning the BW Group, people would nod. Will not comment.”

The chatter of the two came to a halt, as the tone of the incoming message sounded from the phone in Roland's pants pocket. The man reached into his pocket and smiled as he confirmed who had sent him the message

While reading, the man smiled to himself. Instead, Bara only listened occasionally to steal a glance. However, Bara's eyeballs almost jumped out when he accidentally saw a photo of his son and wife filling in the wallpaper of Roland's phone.

Anger mixed with jealousy collaborated, working together stirring up Emotions Bara. It almost made the man explode. Bara snatched the phone from Roland's hand. Look at the photo of Bella and Issabell who were in the bedroom nuanced hello kitty.

Deg—

The man then shifted the phone's screen, looking for a gallery where the photos were stored. Bara believes he will find more pictures of Bella and her daughter.

Luckily Roland's phone was unlocked. Bara's heart rumbled, when he found hundreds of photos of Issabell and Bella, there was even a picture of his wife sleeping in their room.

With clenched hands, Bara's already-exciting anger could no longer be controlled.

“Say! How did you get the photos of my wife, Brengs’ek!!” ask Bara.

The man who was shrouded in a fog of anger slammed Roland's phone to pieces. “Say! How can you get a photo of my son and wife!” tanya Bara, pull Roland's collar.

“What do you want? What do you want?” cerca Bara's. Without waiting for Roland to reply, Bara had already beaten the man with a blind punch. Not only that, Roland who did not have time to fight, pushed Bara to the floor.

“Say how can you get my wife's personal photos? Who did you pay to send it to you, Fuck’!!”

Bara was already sitting on top of Roland's sprawled body, again hitting that typical oriental handsome face without pause.

“I ... I ...” Roland was unable to resist or answer. Bara sent a punch to his face.

The man was only able to cover part of his face with his hands, curled up trying to avoid the terrible Bara attack.

“I'll kill you now!” threaten Bara's.

***

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