Marrying Mother's Mother's Mother
Chapter 170: Pak Rudi's loan shirt

A bucket of water was finally able to make a sound Bara disturbed. The man was surprised, of course. Was enjoying his voyage sailing to dreamland, paying off two weeks of sleep deprivation.

“What's up.. This?” his tanyanya was half awake. His eyes widened as he looked at the mother-in-law who stood glaring in annoyance.

“What's Bu?” bara asked, massaging her dizzy temple from being forced to wake up suddenly.

“Your wife wants to give birth, you can still roll under the covers!” mother Rosmah's nagging, staring intently at her daughter-in-law.

A moment of silence before being able to master the situation.

“Hah!?” Bara looked next to him. Sure enough, there was no Bella there.

“Bella where, Bu?” tanya Bara started to panic. Staring at her in-laws who walked towards the door carrying a baby bag.

“Your wife is waiting in the car. Already pained. Mom in a hurry, afraid of giving birth on the road.” Rosmah's mother replied as she passed.

Bara froze in place, digesting word for word the in-laws conveyed. “Gosh!” Screaming in shock, Bara realized the reality that was in front of his eyes.

Panic itself. Jumped out of bed, ran out. Don't know what to do. The words of Rosmah's mother who said that Bella could have given birth on the road, made Bara lost her mind. Run out of the house, accompanied by strange views of the assistants.

Arriving at the terrace with a look of wet, Bara saw the car driven by Mr. Rudi began to walk towards the gate of the house. Back running chasing, Bara does not want to be left behind a second of the moments of the birth of his champion. She must be at every stage of the birth process and accompany Bella.

Banging hard left car door. “Pak ... Sir! Just stop! Stop!” Bara still hit the rough body of the black car driven by the driver.

Mr. Rudi who was waiting for the presence of the master hurriedly stepped on the brake pedal and let Bara enter, without knowing the condition of Bara who was like a cat splashed in the gutter. The state of dawn is still pitch black and moaning in pain Bella makes the whole car not focus on guests who just joined them.

“Street now Sir?” bara's orders gallantly. Happy in his chest. Soon they will meet their little boy. Finally, the long-awaited day came as well. Bara will be the daddy for the first boy in the Wirayudha family, The Real Wirayudha.

“Bell, does it hurt once?” bara asked, his body began to shiver in the cold when his heartbeat had returned to its original rhythm.

“Ya, Mas ... The pain comes and goes uninvited,” said Bella grimaced as she rubbed her own stomach.

“Propay, Dear. Soon your fight is over.” Tried to calm.

Rosmah's mother, who was sitting on the other side, chose silence. The regret has not been lost on the son-in-law who can feel good to sleep at this crucial time.

Fifteen minutes on the way, Bella complains. “Mas, why is it wet like this?” bella asked, finding the negligee getting soaked.

“Gosh Bell, I forgot to change my clothes.” Bara just realized when they were on the way.

“All forgotten.” Bara looked down at her bare feet, boxer and singlet who was soaking wet. There is not a single dry gap. The record was forgotten yesterday.

“Yes God. Sir, can we turn around?” tanya Bara hesitated. Not yet received an answer, Bella had squeezed her arm tightly, while grimacing slightly.

“Sickness, Mas.”

The tongue is grim, not knowing what to do. Reduced intention that had been triggered in his brain. Bella and her hero must arrive at the hospital soon. It's more important than his appearance.

Regret slammed into his chest, recalling how he fell asleep after blending beautifully with his wife. Even now I still wear the same clothes.

“I should have stayed on guard like yesterday,” the great-grandson quietly.

More golden towards the back claw felt in Bara's arm. The man knew that his wife's stomach ache was coming again.

“Bell, we'll be in the hospital soon.” Tried to calm. His hand was just about to embrace his wife, but Bella had already pushed him rough.

“That's right, Bell. I was told to sit in the trunk,” said Bara, looking back. There were baby bags, shoe boxes and some Rania and Issabell gear lying in a mess there. Bara shuddered to imagine that Bella's request really happened. He had to share the place with those things.

The grip on Bara's arm came back, this time firmer. Pain piercing the skin. That man can only fall. The pain of his wife in silence shows that Bella is currently struggling to withstand the turmoil in her stomach.

“Propay, Dear. We'll be back soon.”

Before long, the car they were riding in arrived at the hospital lobby. Rosmah's mother who had been silent since then while holding her daughter's hand seemed to come down inside. It was impossible to let Bara with his embarrassing look down.

“Mas, not coming in?” bella asked for a moment in a wheelchair, ready to be pushed into the hospital.

“What I came home first to change clothes, Bell.” Bara said doubtfully.

“Let's if ... Mas ... go home and I was born how?” ask Bella to be clear. Occasionally whimpering in pain, squeezing the handle of the wheelchair tightly. Rosmah's mother and Mr. Rudi were seen getting out of the car.

Bara twisted the brain must find a way to come down without embarrassing himself.

“Pak, here!” call Bara to the driver.

“Mr please return home, bring two suitcases in my room here. Request same home assistant,” Bara command.

“Good Sir.”

“I want to borrow your clothes. We'll trade for a minute, sir. My wife needs my presence in there,” Bara said again, trying to explain.

The driver was surprised. The shabby shirt of his late father Bara wanted to be borrowed by the employer. The problem is not just shabby and the color has faded. There are some not so obvious tears. Understandably, he was just a driver, not paying much attention to appearance. Most importantly comfortable to wear and clean.

Especially if you remember the cloth pants he is wearing now, his zipper has used a safety pin so as not to make him continue to sag down. And made his only treasure exposed.

“Pak, not not not allow, but .. but ... this is already not worth using to enter the hospital. If I was, by chance, just an ordinary driver, sitting waiting in the car. So it is not a problem to wear these shabby clothes, as long as it is comfortable.” Mr. Rudi refused.

Mr. Rudi also hastily. As soon as she got the news that the mistress was about to give birth, she immediately grabbed the clothes that were visible in her eyes. Panic makes him unable to think anymore, the important thing is to act quickly. That was yesterday's shirt and pants, which were hanging waiting for the laundry schedule.

“Already Sir. It's okay what. Than I'm wearing this!” said Bara, pointing at the boxer and the soaked singlet.

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Already with his new appearance. Old-fashioned motif shirt with a sweaty aroma mixed with eucalyptus oil. Naturally, the tacky shirt of his day was very hits and popular. But now, so different story when the time has passed almost a dozen years.

The man looked uncomfortable, stepping inside the hospital to catch up with his wife.

“Okay, how is this? If this safety pin comes off and sticks to my valuable assets, it will be what Barata Wirayudha,” said slowly, intermittently checking the safety pin at the end of the short circuit, making sure it remains safely under control.

“Disappeared already Barata Wirayudha who is handsome, charming and handsome. Perky, fragrant semerbak like a setaman flower. No expensive perfume, the presence of mixed aroma like this,” Bara's nagging annoyed.

“I myself am ashamed to see my current condition. I can't imagine that Adek Real saw a daddy with this appearance.” Comat kamit bara was alone like a madman, walking towards the place where his wife and mother-in-law were.

Being a real father brings many changes to a Barata Wirayudha.

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TB