Marrying Mother's Mother's Mother
Chapter 75. Divorce Before There is a Soul Victim
Bara's stunned. He made peace with his past. In the past maybe he would have done the same thing Brenda did. But now, he was much more receptive.
“Love, take back the money. It's for your treatment. Think of your parents and daughter.”
Bara still looks calm, not dissolved in the hot situation created by his ex-wife. His expression was very different from Brenda's, clearly anger was printed on his ex-wife's face.
“Watch my apology, if I used to be guilty of you,” said Bara slowly.
“Hahaha. You feel guilty? Wasn't it during our marriage that I was the only one guilty. I'm the only one having an affair,” said cynical Brenda. In the last sentence, the word emphasis is heard and looks more emotional.
“Even the whole world knows, I betrayed you. Br*ngsek!” brenda Ogat.
“Love, just accept my help. We won't see each other after this. I won't see Rania either. Please give understanding to your daughter, if I am not her real father.”
“For Rania, don't worry. I don't want him to depend on you either. All Papa and Mama. Otherwise, Rania would not have known Barata Wirayudha in her lifetime,” Brenda said.
“Love ...."
Bara's sentence hung, his voice stopped instantly as the eyes of his eagle caught his wife and daughter frozen outside the room. Still holding Issabell, Bella was glued to the door that was not tightly closed.
I don't know since when his wife was there, hearing all the debate and Brenda. He didn't realize at all. Since then too focused on all Brenda's words.
“Honey, you came?” bara asked suddenly, trying to control himself. Honestly, he was surprised by the appearance of Bella at the wrong time like now.
Bara was already standing, walking past Brenda to approach his wife. Brenda turned around, staring at the door.
Deg—
Neutrally capturing an unusual sight, Bara was approaching a young girl holding a small child. The boy he had seen in the hospital.
There are many questions, but hearing the call of love from Bara, surely the girl is not just any girl. Bara very rarely calls someone like that, except his family members.
“You, why didn't you tell me?” asked Bara when he was dealing with his wife.
“Mas, who is he? Was it Love who called you this morning?” ask Bella, suspicious. Staring at Brenda without blinking.
At this time, he felt he had the right to ask with his status as Bara's wife.
“Not, she's Brenda. My ex-wife. Come on I'll introduce you,” take Bara.
His view shifted to Issabell. It was impossible to bring his daughter in at this moment. Brenda is unstable. Bara is afraid, Brenda's anger will only make Issabell afraid.
“Mbak, please take Icca to the lower lobby. Let him play there for a moment. Later I will pick him up,” pinta Bara, crouching staring at Issabell.
“Darling, Daddy and Mommy have jobs inside. Icca came down, asked Mr. Rudi to buy Icca lollipop candy,” persuaded him. Hearing the word lollipop, Issabell immediately nodded and complied.
Brenda was about to get out when Bara took his wife in.
“Honey, this is Brenda. My ex-wife,” knows Bara. Stopping Brenda's steps who actually wanted to leave.
“Love, this is my wife Bella ...."
“Ah, stop, Han! I'm not here to get acquainted. I just return your money, I don't need to know your wife or family.” Brenda said as she passed. Not even looking at Bella that Bara introduced.
Bella kept her mouth shut. Looking at the body that still looks beautiful in its mature age.
Brenda has beautiful dyed hair that is dyed blonde and wavy. The 9 cm taper heels he wears add to the beautiful body of a Spanish guitar with smooth white skin. Not to mention the makeup is really classy like a capital artist complete with the aroma of expensive perfume. Ah, as a woman she was really envious to see her husband's ex-wife.
Bella looked down at the simple sneakers that covered her tiny legs and the genie pants that were about to fade. Not to mention his short body, only limited to Bara's neck.
It feels like I'm not confident. Bella still continued to admire the beauty before her eyes that disappeared behind the elevator door.
“Bell, what's up?” ask Bara.
“Hah! It's okay,” says Bella slowly.
“I'm sorry, you have to watch our fight,” Bara said. His eyes were on the package in Bella's hand.
“What do you bring, Bell?” ask Bara. Just snatched it from his wife's hand. He opened it hurriedly, until finally the smile on his lips grew.
“You brought me provisions,” said Bara, pecking Bella's cheek.
“Already, why are you still thinking about it. My life is yours now,” Bara said, surprising Bella. There was a sense of happiness when her husband said that sentence with complete conviction.
“But why call her that,” said Bella, feeling jealous.
“Only calls, don't mean anything. I've been calling him like that for almost twenty years. Even since our first close,” is obviously Bara with his leisure.
“Even I awkwardly called his name. Feels weird on the lips,” continued Bara.
Bella nodded, pretending to understand, even though her heart was slightly scratched. The call was so sweet, it didn't feel willing.
“Bell, why you?” tanya Bara, has tidied up her desk. Put the food boxes on the table.
“It's okay.”
“You've eaten?” bara asked to see that his wife was still staring.
Bella shakes.
“Hah, what time is it? You have abandoned my son and starved him,” Bara said, pulling Bella's hand down.
“I'm not hungry, Mas,” says Bella.
“Mas, wasn't he the one who called you this morning?” ask Bella.
“Rissa,” whispered Bara.
“Your dear brother contacted me,” Bara continued again.
“But why is the name on your phone contact the same as your ex-wife's nickname, Mas?” ask Bella again.
“I don't know, Bell. Maybe he did it before he got out of our house. I never checked it. You know for yourself, my phone I often leave on the table,” explained Bara.
“But how can the saved name be the same as your ex-wife's nickname, Mas?” bella asked, not after interrogating her husband.
“You're jealous?” Finally Bara also issued a question that has filled his mind since.
“You're jealous because I call her Love?” ask Bara again.
His wife was looking down, not answering at all. Bella plays her fingers on the lap.
“Not so ... but ...."
“Alright, I won't call him that again. But it feels strange to have to call his name,” Bara cut, smile.
“You know, Bell. When we throw plates and glasses at each other, we call like that. Even when slapping and hitting each other there will be a call in between swearing,” Bara story.
Bella wild. This time not because of affectionate calls, but rather the word hit each other.
“Mas, used to hit it often?” ask Bella in doubt.
He was silent, trying to process the word in his brain. The answer would have scared Bella.
“We were still both young at the time, his emotions were still stirring and would not budge ...” Bara started telling stories.
“Yes, more precisely hit each other. He slapped me and I'll definitely slap him back. He threw me in a vase I would do the same. Throwing glass, any plate I can throw at that time.”
“He even held a kitchen knife to my face. But I also put a gun to his head.”
Bella was surprised, closing her mouth. It was really hard to believe, but her husband couldn't possibly lie to something that could bring down his own good name.
“That was our last fight. After that, his parents asked us for a divorce that second before there was a death, ” Bara said.
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