Marrying Mother's Mother's Mother

Chapters 119. Mystery man

Jakarta.

Next day.

Bara just arrived at his office. The handsome man in a black suit was seen pulling a cell phone out of his pants pocket as he walked into the room, making video calls with his wife and son in Surabaya.

“Bell, what are you doing?” bara asked, throwing his body on the chair.

“Just accompanied Icca on a walk around the complex,” Bella's story, wiping the sweat dripping on her forehead.

“This is still sitting on the side terrace,” continued Bella. He pointed his phone towards the park, showing his whereabouts to the husband.

“Icca where?” ask Bara again. On the screen of his phone was only filled with Bella's face, not visible to his daughter at all.

“Icca being bathed her mom,” says Bella.

“You've had a shower? Want to bathe too?" bara asked her eyebrows to tease his wife. As usual, start throwing death seduction complete with his dirty thoughts.

“Mas!" bella was upset.

“Wait for me there, yes,” tara Bara again.

“When did Mas get here?” ask Bella.

“Can't wait to be bathed?” Bara back nosy.

“Mas, I'm serious,” complained Bella.

“Tomorrow afternoon, yes. Today I have to meet with a client. I got a new project, built a villa in Puncak. The owner is from Surabaya as well. My acquaintance .. furniture entrepreneur,” stories Bara.

For the first time Bara told his wife about the work. Not just Bella, when she was with Brenda, she never did. Their chatter is more for light things, not the least of which is discussing work.

“Oh yes? Are you getting busy again? Jakarta - Puncak?” ask Bella, make sure. Seen her brain thinking, her forehead wrinkled with pursed lips, making Bara laugh at Bella's adorable expression.

“Makanya .. let's go back to Jakarta. So we can be together every day,” cajol Bara. He still struggles to soften Bella's heart.

“I think about it first, Mas.”

“If we are close, Mas always invites me to fight,” chirped Bella.

“You ...." Bara did not finish his words.

His attention was distracted when the door of his study room was opened slowly. Appears her beautiful secretary with a miniskirt and high shoes.

“Again, Sir. Someone asked to meet with the Father,” said the secretary hesitantly. He felt his guests were a little impolite, visiting early in the morning, without making an appointment first.

“Bell, I will call you again after my guest comes home,” Bara said, disconnecting her video call.

***

Bara looked at his secretary, waiting for more information that would be conveyed sweet girl who had accompanied him for two years.

“Who is so polite to ask to see me this blind morning?” ask Bara, sarcasm.

The secretary did not have time to answer, appeared a man with a large posture high and oriental face from behind the door.

“Bara,” said with a heavy voice full of authority.

“Roland?” Bara barely believes the presence of new clients and acquaintances he just talked about with Bella.

“Not do we promise to meet later at noon?” bara asked in wonder, frowning his forehead.

“I have to hurry back to Surabaya. Tomorrow is the anniversary of the death of my late wife. I have to prepare everything,” Roland explained.

They are crying, a sign of understanding.

“How? Can it be signed directly?” ask Roland.

“Oh yes. Please sit down first. Why is it such a hurry?” ask Bara, please.

Bara's secretary, who was still sculpting, immediately took the initiative, offering a cup of warm tea or warm coffee to his boss and guests.

“Sorry, have tea or coffee, sir?” bargained for.

“What's all okay? No more problems?” ask Bara, confirm again before the contract signature occurs.

“I trust you all,” Roland said, sitting leaned back and legs folded.

“Alright, I will ask my assistant to bring his contract here, so we can finish as soon as possible,” Bara said.

The two engaged in small talk, occasionally joking while waiting for Kevin's arrival. They are not new to know. Previously, when Bara lived in Surabaya, they had met several times at a golf club even though they were not close friends.

“How's your family doing, Bar? I heard that you are married again,” asked Roland, while sipping black coffee from the white ceramic cup that Bara's secretary had just served.

“Good. My wife and son are in Surabaya,” Bara story.

“Oh yes. When are you going to Surabaya, following your wife?” asked Roland again, looking enthusiastic.

“I don't know yet. Maybe tomorrow I. I am not sure .. must see my work schedule first,” Bara said.

Roland looked to nod in understanding. Not continuing the discussion about the Bara family any further.

Before long, Kevin appeared with a black map in hand, put the contract and allowed the two to sign it.

The deal went well, Roland said goodbye to catch his flight to Surabaya.

“Thank you, Bar. Let me know if you go to Surabaya. I want to invite you and your family to visit my place,” Roland said, before saying goodbye and shaking hands with Bara.

***

In the afternoon, in Surabaya.

Bella had just finished her bath when the voice of the nanny shouted out while banging on the door of the room.

“Yes. What's up, Ma'am?” bella shouted in surprise, opening the door with her hair still wrapped in towels and wrapped in bath pajamas.

“Mistress, ouh .. how to tell it, yes. Out there is a big, tall, black guy just creepy.” The nursemaid recounted with hunting breath, a face of panic and fear. His hand pointed outside the house.

“What's up, Ma'am?” ask Bella astonished. Still don't understand the direction of the babysitter's conversation.

“Come, what's up? Talk calmly,” take Bella. Pulling the hand of his daughter's nanny to sit on the sofa, in the living room not too far from his room on the second floor.

“Begini Mistress. I was going to take Icca for a walk around the complex.”

Bella nodded. “Yes. Then the problem?” ask Bella astonished. Take off the towel wrapped around his head and dry his hair while listening.

“Well, that horrible looking man is trailing me and Icca. Well, I got scared,” the babysitter fights, shuddering.

“Yang is right? Maybe the feeling of Mbak alone,” comments Bella, trying to calm and think positive.

“No, Mistress. I saw for myself. He's tailed everywhere I and Icca stepped. His smile is scary. Where he had approached and invited Icca to chat again.”

“Aduh, Ma'am. Don't watch soap operas too often. It's like this.”

“Mana Icca?” ask Bella again. Looking around, looking for the whereabouts of the invisible Issabell.

“Icca I leave with Mom. Playing on the front page,” said the nanny.

“But, this is serious, Madam. I'm afraid the man is going to kidnap Icca,” his sister again.

“Yes already, bring in Icca into,” pinta Bella.

“Don't play outside too often. I do not want to be taken by my husband if you fail to look after Icca,” continued Bella again, rushed back into her room.

Bella still doesn't respond too much to her nanny's story. During his stay here, there was nothing strange. The security guard at the entrance of the housing is also unlikely to carelessly allow foreigners and suspicious into the complex.

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