Marrying Mother's Mother's Mother
Chapter 181: Extra Chapter 5

The cry of the tiny baby suddenly made Bara and Bella confused. The anger that had controlled both of them, suddenly evaporated. Lost, vanished in seconds. Bella immediately grabbed Real's petite body, clutching it tightly with coaxing lips. Although Bella knew, her whispers and persuasions would have no effect. Real's baby is still too small to understand his mother tongue.

"Bell, give it to me. Let me rock her." Bara thrust his hand after seeing his wife grimacing in pain because she accidentally moved too tight.

"I'm okay, Mom. Adek was hungry like that," said Bella in a soft voice suddenly. His frustration disappeared without a trace.

Real's crying voice slowly shrank with Bella's embrace and Bara's gentle strokes. Daddy and mommy look so painstaking, shoulder to shoulder persuaded their baby. The movement of the two seemed to have understood each other. One cradled, the other hummed. One patted slowly, the other coaxed.

Real made the two make peace without shaking hands and forgiving each other, lowering each other's egos to zero without having to look for excuses.

"Mas, please hold the adek for a while, I have to unbutton and bra first."

"Just me, Bell. Later if it moves again, Real's cry becomes more and more." Bara. The man chooses to help unbutton and pull out Real's milk hidden behind Bella's house dress.

Before long, the two could see how the starving Real gulped to the point of barely choking.

"Slow-slow, Deck. Daddy won't fight with you." Bara crouched down to see the activity of his wife and son up close, gently rubbing Real's head gently.

There was the breath of Real's stingy baby. The gulping sound was so obvious as the tiny baby swallowed it hurriedly.

"It hurts, Bell?" bara asked, seeing Bella grimacing again in between the tiny lips of their son.

"Little bit. Adek seems hungry. Sucking tight," said Bella while grimacing.

"It's wet, Bell," said Bara. Pointing to the untouched top of the twin hills, it began to seep, imprinted wet and clear in her dress.

"Yes, Mas. It will be pumped out. Adek just drinks next door. That's not over" explains Bella.

"Well, does daddy need to intervene?" coke Bara, got a sharp look. But that sullen face did not last long. Both corners of Bella's lips were pulled upwards when she saw Bara walking towards the table, in the corner of the room. Removing the oil pump and glass bottle from inside the steamer.

"Although he is stiff and likes to ride blood, insensitive and irritable. Unromantic and stubborn. However, at times like this, daddy looks sweet and second to none, darling," Bella said softly to her baby. Speaking from heart to heart, telling how sweet the daddy is, so that later Real will remember the beautiful things of a Bara. Whatever Searogan Bara is, the man is still the best daddy for their daughter's son at the moment.

Bara's feet stopped stepping, when she accidentally heard the sweet expression of Bella's lips. Wanting to feel squandered and hugging, showering Bella with a friendly kiss.

"Is that right, Bell?" tanya Bara hesitated. Stand with the pump in his hand.

"Yes, Mas. No matter what happens, no matter what your attitude and nature, I have accepted what it is, never protested in the slightest. I don't really complain from the heart."

Bella's sentence stopped, raising her gaze. Her husband was smiling sweetly at the praise that had just come out of his lips.

"I'm not serious about my words either, Bell." Bara dropped his body beside Bella, staring at Real who was almost asleep again. Their baby is often the reason for debate, not infrequently the reason Bara and Bella choose peace.

"The neighbor grass is green, Bell, but still I love the grass in my yard despite yellowing and almost dying in the dry season wind. Maybe it's my fault too, forgetting to take care of her." Bara said, occasionally staring at his wife and child.

"I know, Mas. I am also not interested in the knee of Mr. Lurah. Even though your knee can't do anything. Can't chirp, can't hum, I won't turn, Mom."

Both of them chuckled, slowly the burly arm was embracing his wife's friendly shoulder. Their slack came to a halt as Real's baby was piqued with the sound of the loud laughter of his daddy and mommy.

"St! Put it down let me carry it. You can pump out your asi now. Do I need to do that too?" seductive Bara, blinked her eyes.

"You're that, Mas!" grouse Bella.

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Warmth enveloped Bara's small family in the twilight vault. Bara and Bella are seen sitting on the side porch, watching their daughters from a distance.

"Mother ... how did you react, Bell? Issabell is actually his grandson, daughter of Rissa Cantika. What do you think Mom's gonna think."

Bella shakes.

"It's better that Mas tell Mom. Since long ago you were soulmates," said Bella, glancing at Bara at a glance. Then focus on Rania and Issabell running around the park.

"Haha! You jealous of mom, Bell?" bara asked, catching Bella's slightly different tone.

"No, that's the truth." Bella answered flatly.

"Mas, remember when we were newly married. Not once did Mas call me, asking me how I was doing. I am your wife, Mas. Instead, I knew that Mas was secretly contacting mom. Although not often, Mas must have taken the time to contact mother," continued Bella.

"I'm sorry, Bell. I know, I'm not forgiven." Embers downcast.

"If there wasn't a mother, I might have died from overdosing on sleeping pills or .. over dosing on booze." Bara told me, his gaze glared far away. Remembering his past when he just arrived in Surabaya.

Bella jerks. This story, no one told him the details. Mother silenced, even during this time her mother kept all the stories of Bara's past alone.

"Mother is my friend sharing a complaint. She knows how I struggled to forget about Brenda and the failure of my marriage."

Bella turned to look at Bara. There was a question that he had been saving all this time. Curious, but afraid to get hurt when you know the truth.

"Maas ...." Doubtful Bella called for her husband.

"Mmm ... What's up, Bell? ask Bara.

Silent for a moment, mommy Rania, Issabell and Real were staring fixedly at her husband. I want to ask but doubt. Not asking, everything will be gray and settle in the heart.

"What makes Mas so love Mbak Brenda?" Finally the question came out of his lips without lipstick. Pale and simple.

"Why do you want to know so much about my past, Bell?" Bara did not answer, instead the blue netra was looking for answers from the flat look of his wife.

"I just want to know, Mom. That's your past, even Brenda is gone. There shouldn't be any more reason for us to fight, no matter what you answer, Mas."

"The past belongs to the past. Whatever my answer is, it can't change the future, it probably won't affect our relationship, but it could hurt you." Bara refused to answer.

"I haven't loved her since I dared to see her." I answered slowly.

"I know, Mom."

"I find it hard to fall in love, but when I fall into the pit of love, I will find it hard to rise again, even though I have been hurt many times."

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TB