Marrying Mother's Mother's Mother
Chapter 180: Extra Chapter 4
“In the house, Bella sits comfortably on the living room sofa. Share stories and stories about her experience of pregnancy and childbirth.
“Boo, time stitched sick?” ask Kailla shudder. Just imagine it is terrible especially if you have to feel.
“You should try it someday.” Bella smiled nosily.
“Oh God! I don't want to imagine it.” Kailla is horrified by herself.
The conversation is halted when Pram and Bara enter the house with the Real baby. Seen how flexible Pram carrying a baby, Bella to the amazement. Not expecting at all, far away with Bara which until now is still stiff even though it has been a week passed.
“Honey, you want to carry it?” tawar Pram to his wife. The man in the work suit was already standing in front of Kailla, ready to put a red baby into the arms of the woman who owned her life.
Hearing Pram's offer, Bara's mouth returned nosy. As always, every time you touch Kailla there is its own inner satisfaction. Maybe the character is different from Bella, Bara is very fond of the moment to clash his mouth, exchanging cynical gazes with his best friend's wife.
Not only now, even a dozen years ago, he often teases little Kailla every meet in the office of RD Group which at that time was still led by Riadi Dirgantara. Who does not know Kailla, the naughty girl who owns the RD Group, who can destroy the important meeting Riadi in an instant. Only little Kailla willingly crawled under the meeting table, counting dozens of shiny black pantofel shoes meeting participants while waiting for Riadi to finish the job as soon as possible, only for a warm hug.
Not infrequently, take part in important meetings. The little girl with her lollipop often fell asleep in the meeting room, in the lap of Pram when she could not be tamed again. Pram, who used to be Riadi's right-hand man, was forced to take Kailla into the meeting room. Clutching her tightly, sitting next to her daddy who was leading the meeting, in order to make little Kailla stop crying.
“Little children carrying small children. Don't fall down. You won't be able to replace it!” cerocos Bara with a sharp gaze.
“Honey, you heard. Om Bara taunted me again,” Kailla fights on her husband with spoiled strains.
“Already, don't be heard. The more upset you are, the more Bara will like to prank you!” Soothing tram.
“Do not be stiff, dear. The adek is not comfortable later.” Pram spoke softly, while putting the baby Real into Kailla's arms.
“Morely seen why baby Real is similar to me, yes.” Kailla said original, changing to heat up the Bara.
“What because while pregnant Onty Kai who often grant all your requests, yes?” kailla continued, deliberately insinuating Bara again.
“Hopefully no, Kai. I'm not Pram, I don't have the patience so broad to serve your mischievous little boy,” Bara's cerocos again. The man sitting next to Bella is seen embracing her affection, occasionally tucking at his wife's temple. The sweet thing that Bara rarely does, suddenly makes Bella surprised.
“Mas, you're fine, right? Why are you acting so strange like this!” grunt Bella, staring at the wonder of her husband.
“I'm fine,” said Bara, staring at a couple in front of them, who were busy with baby Real. Paying attention to every detail Pram did, he would soften Bella in the same way.
“Kailla as thick as that can be denied, let alone Bella,” thought Bara.
“Honey, do they look cute?” bara asked, asking for Bella's opinion while pointing towards Pram and Kailla.
“Om Pram is sweet every day, Mas. Different from you. It's a long way. Like the sky and dust grains that stick in the earth layer.” Bella already wanted to laugh, seeing the change in the look of Bara's face which suddenly became sour and pouty.
“Serious?” ask Bara, make sure again. There was a look of disappointment and despair in his question.
“I love you for who you are, Mas. I assume men like Om Pram are indeed Kailla's sustenance. Grace and bounty to Kailla. Created and destined for Kailla, not for me. My destiny is an arrogant and hot-tempered man, but he is always sweet in his own style,” whispered Bella slowly. Sentences that can make Bara soar high in the air, until forgetting how to track foot landing back to earth.
As soon as Bara's smile disappeared, her brain caught on to something else. “What do you mean, Bell? If Pram is a gift to his wife .. am I a disaster to you? That's howyou mean? I'm a disaster, a disaster for you?” Bara stared intently at his wife.
Bella shut her mouth, unwilling to prolong the problem. Since Real babies are present in their lives, Bara and Bella are often at odds for simple things.
Across, Kailla was still staring at the baby Real with great admiration. That handsome face and pointy nose really made Kailla want to have. Turning to look at Pram, the man smiled at him.
“Why? You want?” ask soft pram. The man's left hand was clutching his wife possessively, as if afraid of something happening to Kailla and the baby Real who were asleep comfortably in the sling.
“Mau ...” Kailla answered slowly.
“Solve your lecture. I'll give you a cute baby. Whatever you want, I'm willing to give it,” said Pram, reassuring.
“Still four more years. That was a long time ago!” kailla.
“While waiting, you can embrace and pamper your husband every day. I don't mind, Kai.” Pram starts nosy again, whispering while looking at the sleeping baby Real in Kailla's arms.
There's a haru greeting, when he sees Kailla holding Real's baby. Pram hopes it can build Kailla's maternal side, slowly learning to be a full mother. Pram knows, it's not all that easy for Kailla. His wife grew up without a mother's arms and arms. In fact, it is worse without the full affection of his daddy.
“I'll make you the best mommy for our kids, Kai. I promise, you will be the best mommy for our children,” whispered Pram, anchoring a warm kiss at the head of Kailla.
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Bara was seen pacing back and forth in his room after driving his best friend home on the porch. The man was waiting for Bella. There are many stories he wants to share. His footsteps stopped when the door opened. Appears Bella hugging baby Real in her arms.
“Bell, why was adek taken to the room? Where's the babysitter?” ask Bara.
“It's not so, Bell. He goes to his babysitter first. I have something to discuss.”
“Mas, it's been Real's milk drinking hours. Soon also screamed. Can you breastfeed the babysitter?” Bella puts her baby in bed with a frown.
“Aduh Bell, can not sweeten a little face. Since giving birth why your face is more wry,” Cerocos Bara.
“What do you mean, Mom? Just entered the room, has invited me to fight.” Bella doesn't want to lose.
I scratched his head that was not itchy. Not only this time, since pregnancy and childbirth, Bella's mood rose and fell like a rollcoaster.
“Bell, are there any gifts you want?” ask Bara suddenly.
Bella frowned right after dropping her butt on the bed. Staring at Bara in disbelief.
“Mas, I'm still a long time new birthday. Why ask for the prize now?”
“It's not so, Bell. It's a gift because you gave birth to baby Real for me.” Bara answered with a smile.
“I did it sincerely, selflessly. The real is my son too, no need to be rewarded. It is my nature as a woman to get pregnant and give birth.” Bella answered with a lengthy explanation.
“You want me to buy you a bag?” bargain Bara, bowing her body with both hands resting on her knees. In this position, Bara can align his height with Bella who is sitting.
“Mas, are you sick? Why suddenly it's weird?” Bella clings the back of her hand to Bara's forehead.
“Bad, Pram! Given my wife's gift instead of falling, on the contrary. Just asked, I've been said to be strange,” Inner Bara resisted annoyance.
“Not so Bell, I want to give you a gift. As an expression of gratitude for being willing to get pregnant and give birth. To look sweet.” Bara was honest.
The more Bara hears Bara's explanation, the more confused Bella becomes.
“Mas, if you want to say thank you, just do not complain every night that Real baby is fussy and wants to sleep in your arms. That was so sweet for me,” said Bella, with her flat face.
“Bell, I'm serious, darling.”
“I'm serious too, Mas. There is no gift more beautiful than the understanding and willingness of Mas to take care of Real sincerely every night, without much protest afterwards,” cerocos Bella.
“Your delay, Bell. I've been sweet, but instead you act like this. There is no sweetness. Take a look at Kailla, despite the bars, her naughty is amazing, but she is so obedient and so sweet child in front of her husband.” Bara fell flat, comparing his wife.
“Mas also try to look in the mirror, what is Kailla's husband like! Just not you, Mom. You can compare.” Bella's voice tone was getting higher.
“Bell! What do you mean compare me to Pram?”
“What do I mean comparing me to Kailla. Obviously we are different.” Bella doesn't want to lose.
“Suami Kailla's, kind, patient, loving. The proof, Real only according, comfortable in his arms. From the way of carrying it already looks sincere or not.” continued Bella, the more it becomes. Lack of sleep all night, making the emotions both easily provoked,
“What do you mean, Bell?”
“Just learn! Pram has been trained to hold babies for decades. You know what? Pram has been carrying babies since the Dutch colonial era. Whereas I'm only a few days old, it can't be compared like that, Bell.” Bara defended herself.
The man snorted in annoyance, dropping his ass beside Bella. Trying to neutralize his already peaking emotions.
“Indeed the grass next door neighbor is much greener than the grass in his own house. Not wrong at all, it's greener. That's a fact,” great-grandson Bara slowly, afraid to sound his wife.
Bella looked at him for a moment. “Yes, it is greener, every day watered, treated Mas.” Mommy Real is still trying to calm down.
“Knee Brackets Pak Lurah at the end of the block, which Mas often pass every morning when leaving for the office. It also sounds louder. Until a complex sounds chirping, Mas. Unlike the knee birds in our backyard, Mas. Just can nag every day,” continued Bella, her hand firmly pointed to the east, the approximate direction of Mr. Lurah's house.
“Bell!” shouting Bara.
“Mas!!” Bella was screaming.
Silent, the two stared at each other with hunting breaths before finally panicking as baby Real cried loudly, shocked by the cries of his two parents.
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