
The atmosphere in the dining room looks ordinary, with Bara sitting in her seat of greatness and the rest of the family occupying the remaining seats. The man occasionally glanced at his wife, keeping guilt in his heart, between his eating activities.
The change in Bella's attitude is not too obvious, but quite felt for Bara who understands well there has been a lack of wearing between them.
“Bell, I'm sorry,” whispered slowly. The burly hand slowly grasped the hand that the owner placed on the dining table. Hoping for his apology is the same as the previous apology that was always welcomed kindly by his wife, but Bara's conjecture was wrong. This time Bella just glanced at him without revealing a smile like already. Finding that, Bara's regret grew.
“What was my spontaneous reaction earlier was too excessive and hurt her feelings.”
Trying to get rid of his bad thoughts, Bara continued eating. Still with a peek at the action of Bella's silence, accompanied by the twinkling of spoons and forks that come into contact with ceramic plates.
Every now and then, there could be the sound of Isabell's bells refusing her breakfast the morning.
“Nak Bara, can you talk after this?” ask Rosmah at the end of the breakfast.
With a regular nod, Bara answered her in-laws request. However, his vision was not separated from his wife, Bella.
***
Bara was already standing with both hands going into her pants pocket, staring at the red roses blooming in the garden beside her house. Next to her, Ibu Rosmah was sitting on a park bench glaring in the same direction.
“Mother wants a parting.” The words were also said from the lips of Mother Rosmah.
“I hope Mom stays here accompanying Bella. My wife still needs Mom,” said Bara, hoping her words could repel her in-laws' intention to return to Surabaya. I know exactly what Bella feels.
The presence of Mother Rosmah in the middle of them is enough to help her face the mood of Bella who goes up and down like a rollcoaster. In addition to Mother Rosmah can give him advice, his in-laws can also soak and advise his wife.
“Mother is not at home here, but later when Bella wants to give birth, I'll be here again. Somewhat long ago, all of you take care of Bella and your baby,” explained Ms. Rosma.
“Ya already ... if Mom feels like that, I can't resist,” Bara said smilingly.
“Nak Bara, Mom Tipped Bella. Please learn to understand it. He was still too young, not even twenty yet. Her friend is still busy playing, but she is married and has children, especially now is pregnant.”
“Yes, Bu.”
“Please be patient facing his childish side. Bella is not fully mature. I've tried to give her understanding, but in the end it's all in your hands.”
“You must slowly teach him, not by force. You should try to understand it, not demand more. Because in addition to your age is much more mature, you are also her husband,” explained Ms. Rosma.
“One day he will think like an adult. He will understand the true meaning of the household. You know, sometimes he still demands more attention, more affection or more love from you. If you can, please show him.”
“She may not be sure about you yet, so she still demands what she has actually gotten without her knowing. Turn again, your maturity will lead him. Your patience will make your wife perfect, as you want.”
“Mom can't interfere too far. She's my daughter forever, but ever since she became your wife, I have had restrictions on intervening in your household. Can't judge who's right and wrong,” said Ms. Rosmah, sighing as she finished all her words.
***
Bella came out of her room with a suitcase. Before that, he had also asked the nanny of Issabell to prepare his daughter's clothes.
Rosmah's mother who was sitting waiting for Mr. Rudi to come in and lift her suitcases was surprised when she saw Bella.
“I want to come with Mom back to Surabaya,” said Bella casually.
“And Icca will also come with us,” continued Bella again when she saw the nanny take out a pink suitcase containing clothes and equipment Issabell.
“Your husband?” mother asked Rosmah, still unsure of Bella's decision.
“Bara agreed earlier. Mom doesn't have to worry. She also will not want the mother of the baby until why-why,” said Bella, without the slightest burden.
Rosmah's mother understood a little something was going on with her daughter, but if she refused to take Bella, her daughter would be even more depressed. It might not be a problem to bring Bella along, while persuading her slowly later.
“Mbak, Icca's clothes all changed and prepare the milk bottle, yes,” Bella's orders again, after feeling her mother agreed. Rania who eavesdropped on the conversation looked smiling.
“If Aunt Bella leaves, Mommy can come back with Daddy,” the inner girl.
It has been imagined in his mind life and the mommy will be intact like other families. Since long ago, they didn't live together. Rania has seen her own childhood photo albums, where there is Daddy, Mommy and her.
***
All the suitcases have been put in the trunk. Rosmah and Issabell's mother had also been sitting quietly in the car. Before entering, Bella still had time to say goodbye to Rania.
“Ran, you're home, yes. Aunty only briefly,” Bella, trying to cover her intentions from Rania. He did not want Rania to report to Bara and foil his plan.
Not only got there, when the car that brought them into the airport, Bella still advised Mr. Rudi to wait for her.
“Pak wait in the parking lot, later if I have finished can contact Mr. Rudi's phone,” the door before entering the departure gate with Ms. Rosma and Issabell.
“Bell, why did you ask Mr Rudi to wait?” ask Rosmah's mother in wonder. Though clearly, they will all fly to Surabaya. Why ask the driver to wait.
“It's okay, Mom. Fear there is an item left behind,” said Bella, pulled out her phone and showed an electronic ticket sent by email on her phone to officers.
They were sitting in the airport waiting room. Nearly an hour later, there was a call to get on the plane. With a smile, Bella stood up while holding the sleeping Issabell. After making sure his flight number was correct, he invited Rosmah to walk to the door that had been guarded by airport officials.
When he was sitting on the plane then he contacted Mr. Rudi, asking the driver to go home. Not playing surprised Pak Rudi when he found out his employer had flown to Surabaya with Issabell. In fact, since the beginning Bara advised him to only deliver his in-laws only. It was the anger of Bara when he knew all this.
“Bell, are you sure your husband won't get mad?” mother asked Rosmah, tidying up Issabell's messy hair. The grandson fell asleep in the middle seat, flanked by Bella and herself.
Bella is silent, while disabling the phone and putting it back in the bag.
“Bu, I want to part with Mas Bara,” said Bella suddenly.
***
To be continue
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