THE THIRD WIFE

THE THIRD WIFE
CHAPTER 47 WHEN WE GET MARRIED



Anna had just finished taking a bath and found her husband sitting pensively holding the document in his hand. Anna walked up to him and hugged him from behind.


“Mas again think what?“ Anna kissed Alex's cheek.


“Bella! How can I apologize to him. It's all my fault I'm too selfish! He must have suffered a lot. I have to how Na? And he seems so happy with that man."


“Let him go, Mas. She deserves to be happy to give her divorce papers and we focus our own household especially Alisa, our daughter.” Anna then sat down next to Alex den clasping his fingers.


“I think I used to be fair with all my wives, but my two wives I've hurt bella.”


Anna let out a long sigh, in fact she was jealous of her husband constantly thinking about his two ex-migars. Moreover, lately Alex often think of Bella and Reyhan.


“Then How do you want it?”


“I just want to see my son, Na. My son.”


“But maybe it's not time yet, Mas. Bella is still too sick to accept the presence of mas.”


“You're right! Keep what hatus I do.”


“Tap him, give him this letter and sincerely apologize. But if he doesn't allow you to meet Reyhan. You don't force. Let him be happy with Om Abi's son. They're not just anyone. We can't do anything if we're dealing with the Sanjaya family. If Bella is married. Mas can talk carefully with Arya how good it can be. make amends to Bella and Reyhan.”


Alex seemed agitated at the solution from Anna. She doesn't want Bella to get married again. He wants Bella to come back to him and raise a child together.


"But I want Bella back with me, Na. I want to stay with Reyhan.” Alex rubbed rough his face you put Bella's divorce papers on the table . Anna was silent for a moment, how to wake her husband so as not to be selfish.


"Mas .. the situation is different. Bella is happier with Reyhan and Arya without you, Mas! Please let Bella be happy. Don't be selfish, Mom. Mau deepened the wound in Bella's heart. Think solution. Let Bella make peace with her heart first, let Bella be happy, Mas. Focus on me and my son. Please Mas!”


“I don't, Na.” Alex got up from his seat and approached his sleeping daughter in his crib.


Anna secretly takes Bella's divorce papers, then hides them from Alex . Anna wants to give it to Bella. Anna also wants her husband to no longer think about other women. It was enough for this long she survived and eventually became his only wife.


On the other hand Bellaasih fell asleep with Reyhan. It seemed like they were so enjoying sleeping on a soft mattress that it was so comfortable with a thick blanket and felt safe without fear Alex would disturb him.


Arya, who had just finished cooking for breakfast, went straight to her room to wake her up.


Arya sat on the edge of the bed gently rubbing her sister's hair. Seeing his sister feel slumbering did not want to wake him. Although Tasya is 30 years old, Arya as a sister always spoils her and as much as possible continues to look after her. Arya just hopes the sister gets the best husband who can take care and be patient with his absurd behavior.


"Yes, wake. You go to the restaurant, no. Brother made breakfast for you!” arya said while shaking Tasya's shoulder.


"Hm! Yes, I'll go to the restaurant. Today there are people who want to rent a restaurant for a birthday."


" Where is the restaurant?”


"Near the beach, near villa Aunt syasa!”


"Yes already, Wake up, shower, breakfast.”


"Hm.”


Arya confirms Reyhan's position and covers him. Then switch to See the Mother of his step-son-to-be.


"Ishabella. You're a strong woman, I'm reminded of the story of Oma Vienna, who is so strong as you are but you're much stronger, baby. Can I be like Opa Bram, who keeps pampering Oma and is always there for Oma, Arya's inner” rubs gently on Bella's cheeks.


Bella felt someone touch her she was surprised.


“I think who, Mas!” Bella holds Arya's hand.


“Prospective of your husband, darling.“ Bella gets up and hugs Arya.


"Mas. Shut up first. I'll hug you first. I miss you Dad!” Bella hugged Arya so tightly. Arya happily replies with affection. rubbing her back so that Bella feels comfortable.


“Help as you like.my chest and hands are ready to embrace you.”


“When do we marry?” ask Bella suddenly. Bella wants to get married so Alex doesn't take it easy. Bella fears Alex will sue for custody and weigh down her mother's rights because of Bella's living conditions for Reyhan. He was afraid of not giving a decent place to live for his son.


“We take care of your divorce papers first yes. I'll meet Alex's wife, who knows she can help. Otherwise I'll have a good talk with Alex first. Otherwise we can go to the religious court asking for a copy.


"You want to get married in the Persulit. My life has been hard and suffering. Can't I be happy?”


“Propay yes! I'll work on.” Arya gently rubbed Bella's cheeks and smiled. He knows what Bella has in mind.


"Pa-pa!” the tiny voice was heard, apparently Reyhan was awake.


"Hi! baba's already awake. Here same papa.” Arya stretched out her hands and Reyhan crawled up to her.


"How's sleep. Wakeless? Papa pinter's son. Tos first!” the two tos then Arya hugged Reyhan.


"Darling! do you want to have breakfast or take a shower?”


"Breakfast first, Mas. laper!”


"Yes already! I cooked for you. Make Reyhan too. Papa made porridge for Reyhan." Arya got up while holding Reyhan, the 15-month-old boy was happy to get the figure of Dad. Bella also got up following Arya's steps towards the dining room.


"Sister! I'm leaving!” pamit Tasya while wearing his suit


“Have breakfast?”


"Already! But sorry the plate isn't so pure. It's late!” Tasya approached Arya for Salim and kissed her sister on the cheek, not forgetting that Tasya also kissed Reyhan, then shook hands and briefly hugged Bella.


"Bye! Sis, mbak, little sister, auntie work first! Later come home Aunt buy martabak!” cane Tasya


"Martabak. can't eat yet. Boy!”


“He! yes, later aunty buy police cars to catch love criminals! bye!” Tasya ran out while the older brother just shook his head. There's just the behavior.