
A few days after Roland's arrival at the weekend, there were no more discussions about the man. Bara and Bella's life runs normally, enjoying her roles as husband and wife. Bella with her routine at home takes care of Issabell and Bara with a pile of work to be completed before Bella gives birth.
As much as possible later after his son was born, Bara wanted to devote some of his time to the family. Moreover, this was his first experience of becoming a father in the true sense.
After finishing his breakfast, Bara said goodbye to his wife and children. As usual, we will take you to the terrace of the house with a wave of hands. Previously, both Bella and Issabell and a tiny baby in the womb Bella were given a sweet kiss, a sign unfortunately Bara.
“Bell, ten o'clock I'll pick you up. We both visited Rissa,” whispered Bara, in the ear of his wife.
This is a great surprise for Bella. Since a few days ago, he had asked the husband who was only answered later and later and now later it has arrived.
“I have to bring what, Mas?” bella asked, her heart racing and nervous. This is the first time that someone has swiped in such an unusual place, Bella has no picture and no preparation.
“No need to bring anything. Later after meeting, if Rissa asks for something, then we bring it. After all in detention it cannot be that easy to receive goods from outside. There is a process that must be passed until our shipment arrives to its destination,” Bara explained. The man walked into his car. As usual, a handsome face adorned with sunglasses, Bara sat behind the wheel, driving her car without the help of her driver, Mr. Rudi.
***
That afternoon, after a long time, Bella was finally able to meet her brother, Rissa. The first thing the two did, hugging and crying, while exchanging stories.
“Bell, please don't let me know. I'm afraid Mom is sick again,” Pinta Rissa on her sister.
“If you are afraid of Mother being sick, why do it, Sis,” said Bella, wiping her tears that flowed to see Rissa's current condition. Her brother looked much thinner, his face dull and messy as he no longer did the usual grooming. Not to mention definitely in custody Rissa could not sleep comfortably.
“I'm khilaf,” great-grandson Rissa. It looks regretful mountain, but what power of rice has become porridge. No matter how sorry it is, it is useless. Rissa must carry out the punishment for what she did.
“Please me, Bell. Here it doesn't feel good at all,” complained Rissa, in between cries.
“If you already know like this, you should not try it in the first place, brother. Just think about Mom, how much it hurts Mom if she finds out Rissa's sister is under arrest,” said Bella.
Bara who from the beginning had a problem with Rissa could not be sweet with her brother-in-law. Choose to wait outside and keep your distance with Rissa. Not wanting to be involved too far.
“Please your husband, Bell. Help me get out of here,” whine Rissa like a child.
“Mas Bara also can't do anything, Brother,” said Bella, joined in crying to see her brother who was teary-eyed.
The two are still talking, exchanging stories. Rissa with her bitter experience during detention and Bella with the story of the mother who had returned to Surabaya for a while until she gave birth.
“Sister, Roland who claimed Icca's biological father had time to go home and meet Icca,” Bella's story suddenly.
Rissa certainly was not surprised, even he invited and told the man everything. He hoped Roland would help him get out of custody. But the reality was different, Roland only sent out a lawyer. The rest of the men were busy and too happy with the father's status over his biological daughter, Issabell.
Especially since Roland knew the status of Issabell from the results of DNA tests, the man would be lost to the earth. What made Rissa heartache were Roland's words on her last visit.
“The longer held, the better. If you could just rot here. Pity Issabell if he finds out what his real mama looks like. Not enough with the status of a call woman, even adding to her row of sins with illegal drugs,” umpat Roland at that time after swiping Rissa. After that day, Roland never visited her again.
“Why Brother Rissa should get in touch with him again. Icca is happy now, why did Rissa make her life so unsettled by her presence in Icca's life?" lamented Bella.
“What Brother Rissa is not afraid of Roland seizing Icca from our hands,” continued Bella, bowed. It was sad, just to imagine that his heart ached when asked to separate from Issabell. However, Rissa's sister could be that relaxed.
“With you or with Roland, I have absolutely no rights against Icca. What I want to fear. After all, I am just another person who is not considered his whereabouts to Icca,” said Rissa, taking out her uncles all along.
“Kak, don't be like this. Although Icca now doesn't know the truth, Icca will one day find out that Rissa's sister is her biological mother. Well, by the time he knew everything, if he could accept Kak Rissa's condition like this. Be the mom she can be proud of. At least when he found out later, he could accept Brother Rissa with both hands. Admit Brother Rissa with pride.”
Rissa stunned. Pretty slapped with his sister's words.
“As Mas Bara said from the beginning. Icca's both of us's daughters. Even Mas Bara slipped our name in the name of Icca. Issabell of Rissa and Bella. Doesn't mean Mas Bara indirectly still considers Kak Rissa part of Icca.”
Rissa's cry broke out, grabbing Bella's body and crying as she pleased, spilling all the feelings she had endured long ago.
“Be a proud child for a proud Mother and Mother for your son, Sister,” whispered Bella, gently rubbing her brother's back.
“I promise I will take good care of your daughter, our daughter,”.
***
Bella was still crying nonstop in the car. Bara who sits at the side holding the steering wheel until he has to stop his car.
“Already, Bell,” whispered Bara, grabbing a box of tissue and putting it on his wife's lap.
“Passion Sister Rissa,” great-granddaughter Bella, pulled a piece of tissue from her box and pulled out a clear liquid from her flushed nose, she said,
“Yes, but we can what. It is the fruit of his own actions. We can't do much. Let it go, he reaped what he had planted all along. So he can learn a lot.” Bara tries to explain and calm Bella.
“Maybe this way, he can learn,” he continued.
Bella just nodded, pulling another piece of tissue to wipe away the tears streaming down her cheek.
“Don't cry anymore. Pity my hero in here if his mommy cries constantly,” said Bara, rubbing Bella's stomach.
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T B C
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Thank ye.