The Third Match.

Third meeting.

Up at the door, Bella tucked her hair over the earlobe, which was decorated with long earrings. His white hand pulled the door knob as his honey-sweet smile adorned his lips.

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His smile disappeared when he saw who was coming. The door was wide open, and her sharp eyes drew the face of Diah, who had lips on her. "Mbak Bella" Diah remained polite despite Bella's unfriendly eyes.

"You guys?!" Bella's lips, which were initially clenched, finally opened. He turned to look at Marsel sharply, in his heart saying. "You tricked me Ello!" but Marsel just throw a view towards the densely leafy trees in the corner of the Villa.

Arabella turned to look at the object that was hiding behind Diah. Only his eyes were peering on the sidelines between Marsel and Diah as they joined hands.

"Come in" he said as he walked first and sat in a rattan chair. The seats in this Villa are indeed made of rattan maybe to impress naturally. I don't know, only Marsel knows.

A few minutes later, Bella did not come in. It turns out that Diah and Marsel are still persuading Lita. Bella then approaches Lita and coaxes her reluctant daughter into meeting her heart.

"Come in. Come on, in Mommy's cradle yeah." Bella raises her hand, but Lita does not look. "Papa must have told you, right? if I'm right Mommy you" Bella rubbed Lita's shoulder tightly gripped on Diah's shirt, which Lita Diah had in mind would leave her here.

"No... Lita is the same Mama Diah" Lita hid her face in Diah's stomach, without intending to look at the woman who suddenly came to want to seize her heart.

"Calista.. let's dong" forced Bella while releasing Lita's hand which held tightly to Diah's waist.

"Don't be forced!" marsel snarled coldly looking at Bella sharply.

"Mas" Diah throws a wink for Marsel to act normal. Marcel was finally silent. All of this was not out of Bella's attention. Her heart was getting upset now that her son and husband had been tainted by Diah. Her thought.

Diah turned to look at Lita.

"Lita...here, don't be afraid of Mama's lapels" after a long time, Lita finally nodded. "Let's have Mama carry" Diah held Lita in, followed by Marsel, and sat Lita in her lap.

Bella's heart aches when she looks at Lita who loves her stepmother more than she who is pregnant and giving birth.

"Lita, this is Mommy that Papa told you about earlier, now say hi son" Diah tried to bring closer Lita who was still comfortable hiding her face.

"Here Mama whispers" Diah whispers something into Lita's ear. "Remember what Mama said earlier, our paradise, is on your feet"

Lita then raised her head. Looked at Bella who was smiling at him. "There's salim" Diah whispered again.

Lita stepped in doubt, approaching Bella. When she faced him, Lita looked at Diah. She gave a smiling thumb. Lita then salim Bella's hands.

"Calista.. hiks hyks..." Bella hugs her daughter's plump body spilling all her happy, sad happy feelings into one. Bella landed her face uniting their bangir nose.

The name of the parent as bad as anything will surely love his child.

"Calista wants to have a sister, Lita wants to hold on?" in his grasp Lita's hand that was still fluttering by Bella, rubbed into her stomach. Again Lita still did not respond but let her hand rub into Mommy's stomach.

"Here on Mommy's lap" Bella slapped her thigh like Diah's position.

Lita looked at Marsel, who had not spoken a single word since. But Marsel did not agree or forbid.

"Lad..." Lita just poured into the arms of Marsel.

"Prophey Ma'am, maybe Lita needs time" Diah who still respects Bella has not left.

Bella stared at Diah horror. "Don't be so smart about advising Diah, you think I don't know who you are! huh uh?!" ketus Bella's.

"Well..." Bella laughs devil. "Now you may feel you are flying into the clouds of Diah, but wait for the moment you will fall into the abyss! if Ello already knows who you are, actually!" Bella threw a skeptical gaze towards Diah who was still silently hearing her honeyed sharp words.

"Haha.all your ugliness, already in my record, Diah. Now you can be proud, because you can win the hearts of those who used to love me so much" Bella inflamed.

"Sooner or later you will be kicked out, what else my in-laws, so know, who you are! get ready for you to kick like I did" Bella raised her chin feeling arrogant.

Diah just stared at his honey pacing, sitting, standing, pointing at him. And digest all the maki caci Bella.

"You, wash your face with Diah's saliva! It's you Diah!" Bella pointed at Diah's eyes. "Don't be a saint in front of Marsel, nor in front of the in-laws" hardik Bella this time he stood folded his arms in front of his chest.

"It's up to Bella to say what, I don't care, I never say that I'm a good person." Diah finally opened her voice. "If Ms. Bella says that I wash my face with saliva. Who is your own mother?! just as smart as a squirrel jumping once will fall too," Diah then stood up.

"I admit, I am indeed rotten Ma'am, even the smell to smelled everywhere.But I do not cover the smell with fragrant oil as you do!"

"What do you mean?!" Bella approached them.

"Haha.. may the world be fooled by the smell of Ma'am Bella, but I know! You are rubbish!"

"What!" a furious lightning appeared on Bella's face.

The two women were tense with each other.

"Honey.. please" Marsel stood in front of Villa apparently because Diah did not return quickly he approached his wife.

"Yes Mas" Diah finally grabbed the bag he put on the table, then slammed on the shoulder. When she wanted to step out, Diah stopped looking back at Bella who was still looking at her.

"Eh yes, until you forget to say goodbye, excuse me Ma'am, see you later tonight. The tires are not spent now yes, make a charcoal burn later tonight" Diah then completely out linking his arms to Marsel's arm.

Bella's face was getting red. Angry, hateful, disappointed coloring his feelings now. "Awas You Diah" said Bella, of course Diah had not heard. Bella is ready to raise the war flag.

Bella sat on the rattan chair her stomach felt tight maybe because of emotions to affect her baby.

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"Mas, where's Lita?" Diah is worried about not seeing Lita with Marsel.

"He's playing with Marni, let it go, now we're quality time" said Marsel hugging Diah's shoulder.

"Oh Marni has arrived, where are they now?"

"To the beach, let it go, he's safe, not only with Marni, there's Aldo and Siska too," Marsel and Diah walked up the hill.

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