Marrying Mother's Mother's Mother
Chapter 160: What's up with Bella

“I'll kill you now!” threaten Bara's.

After successfully mastering Roland, the man who was covered in a fog of anger came back to beat Roland up. As if never satisfied channeling all of his stifled emotions. No longer concerned with the screams of pain and blood that flowed from the corner of his client's lips.

Bara craze. When he found a photo of Issabel on Roland's phone, the man could still understand, but when he found that there were private photos of his wife taken without permission, his emotions went wild and out of control.

In the midst of her pain, Roland was finally able to put up a fight. Successfully toppled Bara, instead of beating and beating. The second struggle, just like the SD child is struggling with lollipops. The struggle that Bara sometimes mastered, changed Roland, and so on until both were battered.

Not only Roland, Bara's face began to hurt and bruise at some point. The great quarrel was only over when some workers pulled both back and tried to break up.

“Pak, already.” The head of the supervisor who had accompanied Bara, voiced. Painstakingly blocking both hands.

“Already Bar. I'm sorry.” Roland finally made a sound after calming down. His breath was puffed up, up and down. Swiping the temples and corners of the lips that have torn wounds.

“Say Jerk’! Do you want to keep pictures of my wife? I can still accept that you keep the Icca photos, but not for my wife!” emphatically Bara, still with reddened eyes. Directing his index finger at Roland.

“I'm sorry, Bar.”

After a great struggle, there was still a word between two broken fights, until the ringing of the cell phone stopped them. The second look was on Bara's cell phone lying on the floor, out of his pocket when a fistfight occurred.

“Pram?” great-grandson Bara, after confirming the caller who is none other than his best friend.

The shock was clearly visible on Bara's face when she heard the information Pram had conveyed.

“Titip my wife, Pram. I'll be there now.”

Bara ran out, without caring anymore about Roland's cry. Bella needs him now. Already had no intention of extending his troubles with Roland at this moment. He had to make sure Bella was okay.

***

Kailla's car was parked in the courtyard of Bara's house, the naughty girl came down from the back seat with a nosy smile greeting the security of the house.

“Pak, mistress is there?” his tan was stale, handing over a bag of fried food he bought in front of the complex gate.

But Kailla knew clearly that Bella was waiting for her inside. Accompanied by the driver and his assistant, Sam, Kailla plans to accompany Bella hunting trinkets for the little hero Bara and Bella who will soon be born.

“Thanks Non.” The security smiled as he received a bag of various fried foods from Kailla's hand. Guest employers most often leave snacks every visit.

“Bu Bella No Non, inside. It's been awaited since.”

Just now that the security of the house was finished answering, Bella appeared on the porch of the house with her pregnant dress. It looks more beautiful and full.

“Thanks Sir.” Kaila half ran over to her friend.

“Boo, we're leaving now?”

Bella nodded from a distance. The young mother looked to be on good-bye with Issabell and Rania.

“Sister, mommy wants to go with Aunty Kai. Brother's fine at home, take care. Later home, mommy buy ice cream your order.”

“Icca, mommy leaving now. Don't fight with brother.” He peeked at his two daughters in turn.

Bella's departure was accompanied by a wave of Rania and Issabell's hands and a small smile both of them were standing on the porch of the house.

“Boo, have a child of Rania's age is delicious, yes,” Kailla chirps.

“So have a confiding friend. His age is not too different from yours. So talk more directly. What else if you discuss oppa korea whose good looks are unlimited, must connect until Om Bara died standing,” continued Kailla, giggling himself to imagine the jealousy of Bara when his wife discussed other men.

“Ya, so ...” Bella smiles.

“I also want to have a child who is the same age as your child ...” Suddenly Kailla shut her mouth.

“Not so, Boo. Pray and it really happens. I don't want Pram to have another woman besides myself.”

Bella just smiled looking at her best friend who today looks beautiful in a casual suit. White t-shirt and blue jeans.

“Dimming don't, Kai. There is pain when we remember that our husband has also been with others. There will be small, invisible wounds forced to heal on their own. Although the reality is that there is nothing left of the relationship, but there must be a hidden jealousy that we do not dare to remove.”

The streets of the capital were not too jammed, bringing a pair of friends arrived at the mall faster than expected. Once there, Bella has pulled Kailla's hand to accompany her to look for baby supplies.

“Lumayan to help lift groceries,” bargain Kailla.

Bella nodded.

The two friends were circling from one baby supply store to another. Something caught Bella's attention. From tiny socks to cute cupluk hats. From milk bottles to eating utensils that can not be used by the baby. It feels like everyone wants to be bought.

Both Ricko and Sam's hands are already full of groceries. Bella is still not satisfied around.

“Boo, are you not tired? We've been around a long time.” Kailla reminded. The corner of her eyes looked at Bella's bulging stomach.

Bella shakes. “I still want to look around.”

“What we stop by to eat first, straighten the legs. After that just continue the road.” bargain Kailla. Since then his stomach has been rumbling. Go home from college straight to Bella's place.

“A minute, Kai. Still want to browse that store in front.”

Kaila relented, not wanting to argue with a pregnant mother whose desire was uncontested. Choosing to accompany Bella around, looking for baby supplies. Ricko and Sam who were standing at the back could only resign.

Half an hour in circles at the store selling stroller, suddenly Bella's face looks pale. With his left hand rubbing his stomach.

“Kai, my stomach is cramping. It hurts so much,” to Bella, clutching her best friend's arm.

Of course Kailla was surprised not to play, let alone see the face of Bella who was suddenly as white as cotton.

“Boo, are you okay? What is felt?” ask Kailla to panic. Follow rubbing his best friend's distended stomach.

“My stomach, Kai. It feels like something is coming out, wet,” Bella said, grimacing in pain.

Hearing that, Kailla panicked even more. Recollecting her miscarriage a few months ago.

“Boo, breath ... exhale, breath ... exhale. It must be fine,” said Kailla assured, his face is no less tense. Flushed and teary, afraid something might happen to Bella. Not to mention if something happens to Bella, her best friend's husband will definitely be angry again.

“Boo, what is still ...” Kailla unable to finish her sentence, Bella falls unconscious. Makes her scream in panic.

“Sam! Rickos! Come quickly!” kailla shouted, almost crying.

“Please! Anyone!!” Kailla screamed loudly while clutching Bella's limp body that was unconscious.

Before long, the store employees came in, trying to find a way out in the midst of panic.

“Mbak, who is it?” suddenly one asked Kailla who was already teary-eyed. Lamenting Bella who fainted in her arms.

“I ... his friend.”

“Contact his family, Ma'am. Or husband. Afraid of why-why content,” said someone standing behind Kailla.

With trembling hands, Kailla pulled out her phone. Between fear and worry, his brain was trying to find a number that could be asked for help. All he remembered was Pram, the husband who was at work at this time.

The ringing of her voice was long heard, Kailla was sobbing while hoping for anxiety, waiting for her husband's voice to appear across the street.

“Honey, what's the matter with me?” Suddenly there was a voice from across. The man was in a meeting, forced to go out to receive his wife's phone call.

“Sa .. yang, Bella passed out in the mall,” Kailla's story was laid out in between her sobs. Hearing his wife's crying voice, of course, made Pram panic. Forgot about the meeting.

“I'm scared until ..”

“Send me the address. I'll catch up with you,” cut off the president of RD Group.

“Wait for me there! Don't go anywhere. Have Ricko and Sam accompany you. Don't cry, honey. Everything must be fine,” said Pram, trying to calm his wife.

***

TB

Pram and Kailla showed up again..