
Bara rushed out of his room, half running with anger piling up. The housekeepers went to the side, giving way to the angry host.
Bara had stood up with his waist, a sharp gaze was aimed at the woman who was arguing with the guard post security pack. I don't know what the shameless woman who had been expelled in such a dishonorable way, but still dared to set foot into her residence as if nothing had happened before.
“Do you want to come here again?” bara shouted, with emotion emanating clearly in her eyes. He could see for himself the debate between Rissa and the gatekeeper of his house. Throwing words and threats at each other.
“Pak!” greet security when aware of the presence of Bara.
Rissa, the woman was casually smiling sweetly as usual. With a graceful step, walk towards his car while giving orders to security.
“Pak, please open the gate,” the command, refuse to answer Bara's question.
“Riss, what the hell is this?” bara asked, approaching Rissa and jerking roughly the hand of the woman who was about to open the door of her car.
But Bara could not continue his anger, as someone opened the car glass and called his name gently.
“Nak Bara” calls someone from inside the car surprising Bara, but makes Rissa smile. A smile that implies victory.
Without waiting, Rissa had already re-entered the car, not caring about Bara freezing on the spot. Believe it or not, but the truth is that he did not see it wrong. Her parents-in-law came to Jakarta with Rissa.
“Open the door!” the command on security. He was forced to let Rissa into his residence when he realized there was his mother-in-law who came with his sister-in-law. In fact, since then probably witnessed his quarrel with Rissa.
“Mother," said Bara slowly, running up to Rissa's car which had stopped speeding and was now parked neatly next to his black sports car.
Bara immediately opened the car door for her in-laws, kissed the woman's hand and took her into the house. The anger that was once plastered real, now gone already. He could not wait to meet his wife.
“Cih! He didn't even invite me into his house. Though I had taken pains to bring the order of his wife who was cravings,” grumbled Rissa in heart.
Still holding the package, Rissa walked towards the house. Following behind Bara who was helping her mother climb the stairs to the terrace of the house.
***
Bella, who had peeked out of the window of her room, immediately ran down as her net caught the shadow of her mother and sister descending from the car. His longing for the mother soon paid off.
Just as Rosmah's mother dropped her body on the living room couch, Bella was already squandering and hugging her mother.
“Mother, how are you?” ask Bella. He chose to sit on the floor so he could put his head on Rosmas lap. It has not been long.
“Mother is fine There is Rissa who took care of Mom all this time,” said Mother Rosmah, stroking Bella's smooth cheeks.
“Why pregnant don't tell Mom?” ask Rosmah suddenly.
“If Rissa doesn't tell, Mom like a fool doesn't know that my little daughter will soon be a mother,” said Rosma teary.
Bara who stood not far from the two, just stared. Not much different from Rissa, who deliberately gave space for Mother and her sister to let go of each other.
“Nih!” sodor Rissa, surprise Bara.
“What is this?” ask Bara wonder. However, still he received the package that Rissa had thrust on him.
“Rujak cingur for my niece-to-be!” sahut Rissa ketus's. His face still looks annoyed and unfriendly every time dealing with Bara.
Bara was surprised, he had been messed with this food for a few days. He has searched almost all over Jakarta. Every time there is a seller of curry, he will definitely ask his employees to buy it. However, none of them fit his wife's taste and tongue.
“How can it?” bara asked in wonder, suddenly his brother-in-law can bring a rowdy for his wife.
“What?” rissa asked casually. Much different tone of speech when contacting Bara on the phone a few days ago.
“How can a cheap woman like you understand my wife's wishes?” bara asked a little annoyed by Rissa's unfriendly look aimed at her.
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