Wife 108kg Mr. Bara
Chapter 99. Final decision.

There are two safest places to complain, first God and second are parents. The worried Yonna could not decide what to take. He also did not want his home life to get worse.

Yonna chose to visit her home. He often exchanged news to his parents via cell phone or occasionally went home. But this time something was different, he came home not only to bring his son Noah, but also with a little daughter who he had considered as his own son.

"Whose child is in your arms, dear?" asked Maya while frowning. He brought his daughter and granddaughter in.

The agile Noah immediately ran into the house. His footsteps rushed up the stairs to the second floor, towards the room with the door painted in blue and on the pair of Spiderman stickers.

Bruk!

"Geez!" Vano gasped in surprise, suddenly he turned to the back where Noah seemed to smile showing off a row of white teeth.

"Heh boy! Can't get into my room slowly. My door was broken because of you!" nagel Vano's.

The skinny man turned his eyes back to the box in front of him. His fingers again moved the stick that controlled the object inside the box object.

"Uncle Vano's. I want to play the game. Please!" Noah approached. He took a position sitting cross-legged on the floor right next to the man who still looked messy.

"Aishhhh .. ni kiddo if you come must be end-to-end just disturb. Yes, let's start .. rather than cry so beaver," grumbled Vano while giving one of the sticks to his only nephew.

When not working, the man who is still halfway at his age who began to move up to get married is often spending his time off just by lazing around, rather than having to pursue a love that for him is so complicated.

If Noah and his uncle play together while shouting together. So Yonna sits in a side garden overlooking a mini garden that contains a variety of local fruits that begin to bear some fruit.

"So your in-laws are mad at you right now because you forced to babysit the kid?" maya's words confirm the core of the story her daughter tells.

His eyes looked at the little baby who was sleeping in the black stroller that had just been taken from the trunk of the car.

Yonna nodded her head slowly, not even knowing what to answer. His mind was as chaotic as an irregular electrical cable.

"Mom knows you must be hard to take the baby off because you've started to love him, right, Al?" Maya sighed looking at her daughter's lethargic face.

"But according to Mama, you should just let the baby be adopted by someone else. Inevitably you should give up, because we cannot blame your in-laws for this, let alone say that he is too stubborn and cruel. Losing a child is the hardest blow for a mother. Although Gisella is no more, but the child is a shadow of the woman," continued Maya explained at length.

Yonna lowered her head silently, her hands squeezing each other tightly. He wanted to refute what his mother said, just that the sentence somehow stuck in his throat.

"Mama's sure you want to compare that baby to Bryan, right?"

Suddenly Yonna held her head up and looked at her mother as if in disbelief. The words of the old woman before him correctly guessed what was in his brain. As a mother, Maya knew very well what was in the heart and mind of her daughter even though she was unspoken.

"What difference? Aren't they from the same mother?"

"But they came from different fathers. That's difference. Gavin's blood flowing in Bryan's body seemed to be a damper in your in-laws' hearts. As for the baby, we don't even know who his real father is."

"It could be that they are from the same Father," Yonna's debate still clashed with her argument.

"Put the baby to an orphanage or to someone else for adoption!" maya is serious. Yonna turned her eyes toward the baby. The look in his eyes implied a deep sadness of heart as if he would no longer be able to see that calm little face again.

"Gisella entrusted this child to me before her death. Would I be innocent if I gave this child to someone else, Ma?"

"You didn't abandon her, but instead gave her a new life away from the past that might hurt her as an adult" Maya retorted.

Yonna went back into silence, her heart and mind were currently at war with each other. Perhaps what Maya said entered in part in the heart and was justified by the mind. But still his heart seemed unwilling to part with such a beautiful little baby.

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Yonna went home to her in-laws before her husband came home. Bara did not comment much, the man looked so calm. It's just that Maya's speech came back ringing in the ears.

"Don't let your household be destroyed a second time." The sentence that made Yonna's entire body goosebumps. His heart throbbed pain, even in a dream he did not want it to happen.

"Noah, Grandma's favorite grandson. Why just come home, Grandma is kangen with you," said Jelita welcomed the return of the mother and child. If Noah Jelita behaves so sweet as sugar candy. So it is different from Yonna who is in the gift of a cynical view of her wrinkled eyes.

"Ma" said Yonna, but Jelita ignored him. Someone felt like someone was pinching his heart.

"You've had a bath, son. If not, you go to Grandma's room. Let Grandma bathe!" jelita asked her granddaughter.

"No Grandma, I've grown up!" Noah runs away as Jelita hugs him.

"Darling, why be ashamed. Ouch ... ouch! My granddaughter is now big" cried Jelita with a smile.

Noah ran into his room quickly. Being bathed by one of the families was the thing that the most brat avoided right now. There was a sense of shame in his heart.

Jelita unconsciously turned around until she looked back at Yonna and the baby in her arms. Jelita's smile immediately faded replaced with a cynical look full of hatred. He wanted to turn away, but Yonna's voice stopped his footsteps.

"Ma, I'm sorry. Maybe I was being too selfish, and I decided to give this kid to someone who would adopt him."

"Good, you should have done that from the beginning."

"But give me time, I will ask Mas Bara to find a good and dear old man," Yonna's plea made Jelita squinting at him suspiciously.

"It's not just your wits to buy time, is it?"

Yonna shook her head quickly. "No Ma, how dare I. I just want to give this kid a good parent, at least I can calm down. Because however this child has been entrusted to me."

"Ok, it's up to you!" Jelita's response was cold as she passed away.

Yonna took a breath. Cold relationships like this are very uncomfortable he lived. It was as if he was living with the opposing side under one roof.