
“Bu, Issabell is the biological daughter of Rissa.” Bara stood with both hands tucked in her pants pocket, staring in the shade at the old woman with the blue batik canal. The shocked face was real, the sudden jolt of ember's revelation. Never suspected before, although from the look of the face is very visible resemblance if noticed.
Bella hurriedly shifted, sitting closer while holding her mother's hand. Occasionally rubbing the back that shook violently when hearing the reality revealed by Bara. I refuse to believe everything, but this is reality.
“Bu, is mom okay?” Bella asked quietly, after seeing Mother Rosm silent with a blank look. It was heartless to see the old woman being hit.
“I'm sorry, Mom. I should have been honest from the beginning. I'm just scared mom ...” Bella joined in tears, also moved when she saw her mother shaken violently.
“Mother just didn't think, why Rissa could be like that. Mother felt failed, felt not run the mandate of the Father,” isak Ibu Rosma, sweeping clear liquid that traces on the cheeks with the index tip.
“Bu .. already. It's not Mom's fault, it's Rissa's. Don't take over this responsibility. It should be Rissa's sister who is in charge of herself. He's grown up, not a kid anymore.”
“Yes, I know. Mother felt failed to educate him.”
“Mother don't be like this, I'm so sad if Mom cries,” said Bella also sobbed to see Mother Rosmas tears. Gently rubbing her mother's wrinkled cheeks before clenching tightly, dividing her warmth and comfort.
A knock on the door of Bara's study, diverting the three. Rosmah's mother was still shaken, even though she was much calmer than before.
“Sorry Sir, adek seems hungry.” Babysitter Real said, shortly after the door of the study was open. Simultaneously, Real's baby cry sounded tight in his nanny's sling.
Bara is still standing upright by grasping the doorknob. “Give me.” Bara thrust out his hands, welcoming the crown prince. Take him to Bella, so that his wife can breastfeed their son immediately.
“Sayang ..” It appears Bara put Real into Bella's arms, positioning her son as comfortably as possible.
“Junior King seemed to be starving once,” Bara's comment chuckled, seeing how Real sucked his milk so hastily, so fast that it made a loud whip.
Turning to look at Mother Rosmah, her in-laws were already much calmer. “Bu, I'm sorry,” said Bara, starting another discussion. Dropped his body right in front of Rosmah's mother.
Since then, Bara locked his mouth tightly. Letting the mother and daughter strengthen each other.
“What happened, Son Bara? How did Rissa get like that?” ask Rosmah slowly. There was a sense of shame in him. Finding her eldest daughter wrong and distressing many, the more Mother Rosmah was inferior.
“Ya .. the association of young people. Especially in a big city.” Bara looked at Bella, seeing her reaction. It was heartless to say that Rissa was a cheap woman, especially in front of her mother directly. As bad as a child in the eyes of others, it will still be different in the eyes of his parents.
“Rissa,” shriek Mother Rosmah, hit her own chest softly.
“Already, Mom. It's all over. Issabell is also almost three years away. It happened, regretted it was also free. What is important today, how to educate Icca to be a good child in the future,” entertain Bara.
“Itya Icca ...” Rosmah's mother asked back.
“Roland.” He answered quickly.
Rosmah's mother raised her gaze. Turning his head towards Bella who was still busy petting Real. The little baby was full.
“How can it?” askanya Mother Rosma innocently. Swiping back her rumbling chest. Today, he received many surprises at once. I feel like I can't take it if I have to accept the next surprise.
Of course he knew Roland. Even a few months ago, the man still took the time to visit him at the Surabaya hospital.
“That's how it is.” Bara answered casually.
“How are your plans. How long are you guys covering all this up? Mother pity with Rissa ..” After a long time of silence and circling with her thoughts, Mother Rosmah made a sound.
“For now, Icca is still my responsibility, Mom. It's too early to introduce Rissa and Roland. Will make my daughter confused.” Bara's statement, suddenly made Rosmah shut her mouth. There's a possessive tone in it. Mentioning the word my daughter, Bara seemed to deliberately remind her in-laws of the status of Issabell who is currently her second daughter.
“Mother understands.”
Rosmah's mother nodded.
***
Every day is busy with many things, night is the best time to share stories and flavors for married couples, Bara and Bella.
Bara, who was already wearing her sleep shirt, was seen standing smiling at the side of the cot. He admired his son's good looks when he fell asleep. Looking at the clock hanging on the wall of the room, it was almost ten in the evening.
“There will soon be riots,” said Bara slowly. Remembering every midnight, Real are fussy and always clinging to it. Bara started to finish off a lot about his son.
Satisfied with admiring his son's good looks, Bara walked closer to the bed. Bella was busy pumping the acid out and storing it in a glass bottle.
Bara swallowed the saliva, as he stared at the distant mound of ranum enlarged from its normal.
“Bell, I have to fast until when?” ask Bara, start the bases.
The man chose to stay away, not to stand too close. What is there will provoke his desire to become more. His passion is in the crown these few days, very sensitive when it comes to seeing evocative scenery at all times.
“This is just the beginning of fasting, the leaflet is still far away, Mas.” Bella answered casually, not knowing the contents of her husband's head.
“Still a long time, yes. Though I have missed ketupat lebaran,” said Bara origin.
“Mas!” bella's grumbling, getting pissed.
“I was counting every day. Scribble calendar on workbench. It felt like the scribble was almost full, Bell,” Bara's story with a glaring gaze.
“It's only been ten days, Mas,” Bella said. Still busy pumping out his asia.
“Yang right? Why on my calendar, it's almost full one month?” ask Bara, chuckle.
“Mas less work!” grunts Bella.
“Ten days of sewindu taste, Bell. I've missed it hard.” Bara said, smiling shyly. Sometimes stealing eyes on his wife.
“Bell ...”
“What else, Mas?”
“If the ketupatnya not yet allowed. Can I taste the dates a little? Just a little, Bell,” asked Bara hesitatingly, pointing at his fingertips. Showing the little words in question.
“What do you mean, Mas?”
“Every day see Adek Real served dates, what Daddy Real is not allowed to try,” Bara said, with his face pinched.
***
So much and thank you.
This is the last extra chapter. With all consideration, I finally decided to continue season 2 still with Bara & Bella.
Season 2 with the title AGING WITH YOU.
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