Marrying Mother's Mother's Mother

Chapters 111. I can't calm down, Bell

“I still want to be here, Mas. Don't want to go back to Jakarta,” reject Bella. Instantly make Bara stop his steps.

“Bell, I beg you. You can be angry with me as much as possible after arriving in Jakarta. You can hit me all you want, but you and Icca have to come with me back to Jakarta,” pinta Bara.

Bella fluttered, before long she threw her body sitting on the bed with her legs dangling.

“Let me here for a while, Mas. There was a mother who took care of me. There I was alone,” pinta Bella, pleading.

Bara who was just about to tidy up the contents of his suitcase immediately turned around, approaching his downcast wife with a sad look.

Actually he also did not have the heart to refuse Bella's request while pregnant young like this, but if you leave Bella in Surabaya there is a feeling of unease. If anything happens, he cannot immediately meet his wife.

“Bell, I beg you. Please understand. Just this once. I can't relax leaving you in Surabaya. You are pregnant, as much as possible I want to be by your side, during pregnancy. I don't want to miss a single bit,” explained Bara. The man had crouched down before his wife while holding both hands of Bella drooping on his lap.

“This is my son, really my flesh and blood,” continued Bara.

“I know, but let me stay here. I promise I'll be fine,” pinta Bella, beg.

Long silent in her crouching place, Bara was thinking, looking for the best solution for her and Bella. Bella's pregnancy makes her unable to be too hard on her wife.

With a sigh, Bara finally decided. “Alright, I give you a week. After that, follow me back to Jakarta,” firmly Bara, decided.

Bella remained silent, neither refusing nor asserting. I don't know what he's thinking. So far, he hasn't decided anything.

A light peck landed on Bella's forehead, following Bara's smile. “Please take me to the airport,” pinta Bara. The handsome man stood up and took off his clothes. Hurry to the closet and look for a change of clothes.

Seeing the busyness of Bara in front of the mirror, Bella also helped Bara prepare her suitcase, tidying up the contents inside.

“Bell, let it go. If my job is not too much, I will come back here later in the afternoon,” said Bara, grabbing the hand of his wife who was crouching and cleaning the contents of her suitcase.

“I mean, Mas? Will I be here later in the afternoon?” bella asked, almost in disbelief.

Bara smiled and nodded. Smiling at his wife who was now standing before him.

“I can't leave you here. I can't calm down, Bell.”

“What's not tired, Mas?” ask Bella again. His heart began to waver with Bara's sacrifice, but as much as possible he would not be affected this time.

“I don't know yet, but if not overtaken. I could be here tomorrow afternoon. I want to see a job in my office first,” Bara said.

The look of the day was getting real, Bella almost cried staring fixed at her husband who was changing clothes. She knew her husband must be very exhausted at this moment. Just yesterday drove from Jakarta to Surabaya.

“Bell, my clothes stay here only. My car will also be left, following with Mr. Rudi,” Bara explained.

Finished in dress, Bara looks set himself in front of the mirror. Smiling admiring himself who looked handsome despite not having taken a morning shower.

“I'm not hunting, I have to leave now. Please take me to the airport. Icca leave it to Mom for a moment,” pinta Bara.

His wife had not answered, but Bara had already spoken again. “I'll bring babysitter Icca with me later.”

“Remember not to carry Icca too often. Walk with caution. There is my baby in here,” said Bara, telling his wife a lot of things, occasionally stroking a flat stomach that if you can want to be handled at any time.

“Yes, Mas. I'm not a child,” grumbled Bella. Upset at the endless message of Bara.

“Ah .. I am not willing to leave you,” said Bara, directly clutching his wife tightly.

“I must have missed you guys. Don't be angry anymore. I'm guilty of you, I'm sorry,” Bara said softly before tasting her wife's thin lips. The light kiss was deep and demanding.

And when Bella also retaliated, Bara was further washed away. If you do not remember soon he will fly to Jakarta, it is certain that at this time he will fly Bella with him.

Too long fasting, Bella's mood up and down made her not dare to approach. Trying not to dissolve, Bara finally ended his kiss.

“Come, take me to the airport now,” whispered Bara, pulling Bella's hand to come down with her.

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Next day.

Bella woke up early that morning. Plans to leave her daughter to her mother. As the story goes yesterday with Ms. Rosmah, she will try to apply for a job in the office of Mr. Rahmat, their neighbor.

Luckily, Bara contacted her last night, if her husband could not fly to Surabaya yesterday. So her husband could not stop her intention to work. He has established the heart of wanting to be independent and not dependent on Bara.

Their relationship is not arguably sweet and get along, making Bella think and prepare a lot of things.

“Mother, today I am going to Mr. Grace's office. I seriously want to apply for a job there,” Bella's story, shortly after dropping her butt in the dining chair. His hand deftly grabbed the fried rice pitcher and filled it partially onto the plate.

Issabell who was sitting next to him, looked messy with a plate of fried rice that was scrambled with his hands.

“You're really serious? What about your husband? Does he allow?” mother Rosmah asked, starting to worry.

“I'm serious. I also got his office address. I'll be leaving soon, Mom,” Bella's story.

“Icca, don't get ruffled, babe,” pinta Bella. Tidying Issabell's messy mouth and hands were filled with fried rice splattered.

Rosmah's mother shook her head. Want to ban, but he believes Bella certainly does not accept. Want to support, of course Bara will not agree.

“Bell, what about your husband? Shouldn't wait for your husband first. Moreover, you have only been here a few days. Should not enjoy your vacation,” proposed by Mother Rosmah, trying to use the subtlest way to thwart the wishes of her daughter.

“If you wait for Mas Bara, there I have to go back to Jakarta. He won't let me work,” insisted Bella, helping to bribe Issabell.

“Icca, later do not be naughty, yes. Mommy's gonna go out for a second. Icca equals Oma,” whispered Bella in between her conversation with Rosma's mother, took over Issabell's plate and bribed her.

“You're pregnant, Bell. Don't let your womb why-why. If you do not love your husband, at least love the baby in your womb. The baby was not wrong. The baby had nothing to do with the quarrel of his parents. Do not let innocent babies become victims of your selfishness parents,” advice Mother Rosmah.

“I've strengthened my heart, Mom. That Bara doesn't love me. Why do I survive in a household like this. Why am I living a household that will only hurt me.”

Bella's words upset Rosmah's mother.

“Did you get married, you didn't know Bara didn't love you. Then why would you marry her. Why do you want to be his wife. Not even a wife on paper. You really are Bara's wife. So far, she's pregnant with her child too. Why new problems with love.” Rosmah's mother said with annoyance.

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