Chapter 4 4. CHAPTER FOUR

Then you choose, Mas. Do you choose Arum or me?" Bella asked in a trembling voice.

Bara looked confused by looking in all directions. His eyes seemed to seek help. What answer would he give to Bella. He really loved Arum the young widow. But of course he loves his mother very much. If he parted ways with Bella. This will make Mamah very sad and surely her illness will recur. Bara wouldn't do that stupid thing.

"Can't answer you, sir?" she asked firmly.

"It's not like that Bella. We can talk about this carefully," said Bara with a pitiful face in front of his wife.

"Talk nicely like what you want, Mas?" Bella asked feeling very angry in her heart.

"Yes, I can't leave Arum. I love him. I can't be separated from you either. Because I love my mom. I'm afraid Mamah will relapse," Bara explained and then looked down.

"You are so selfish."

Bella immediately left the presence of her husband. Her heart was broken when her husband said that he loved another woman. What else can be maintained in his current marriage. She was very disappointed with her husband's fake love.

"Bella, where are you going?" Bara asked as she saw the woman with a long headscarf in an abaya robe stuffing her clothes into a suitcase.

"You don't have to care about me. It's obvious that you prefer that woman over me," Bella said with a broken heart. He just rushed out of the house. Now his feet are out the door.

"Bella!" called Bara in a high voice. But alas, his wife is far away. The white automatic motorbike was already moving.

"Ah!" Bara kicked the door hard.

While Bella was already very hurt. He was crying in the crowded street. Only his motorbike and small suitcase know how much he has shed tears.

Bella's helmet visor covered her face. He was crying in the small room. Several times he wiped the tears but could not make the warm drops stop.

Bella's heart was completely broken. Her husband, who had accompanied her for five years, was cheating on her in front of her own eyes.

While Bara looked panicked in his room. He sat up on the bed but his face showed anxiety. What if Bella, his wife, really wants to ask for a divorce from him. Bara is afraid something bad will happen to her mother.

The sound of the cell phone ringing loudly singing his favorite western song. song from the band paramore.

Immediately his hand took the cellphone that was on the lamp table. He saw his mother's name on the screen of his phone. His face looks confused.

"Duh! why in a situation like this Mamah have to call everyone," he said while holding his forehead. But this handsome and white-faced man tried to breathe calmly. He hoped that his mother would not know what had happened to him.

"Hello bara?" call the mother softly.

"Yes, hello, Mah. How are you?" Bara asked in a fake friendly voice.

"Good news, honey. Mama called Bella, why didn't you pick up?"

"Oh maybe Bella is busy, Mah."

"Mama called the number of the bakery and said she wasn't there."

"Oh yeah, Bella said earlier that she wanted to go to the mall to buy something. If I'm not mistaken, she wanted to buy makeup that had run out." answered Bara with origin. He hoped his mother wouldn't suspect what he was saying.

"Oh, I see, I just want to say that in two days I want to come to your house. I miss you both," said the mother in a voice that sounded enthusiastic.

"Done," Bara whispered quickly.

"What, Bars?" asked the mother.

"Oh no, Mah, there was a rat passing by in the corner. Oh, Mama, are you coming here? Wow! Can't wait to meet Mama. Bara misses Mama too," said Bara in a happy voice.

"Ah you must be lying Bara."

"No, Mah Bara really missed Mamah."

"Okay, then Mamah wants to stay for a week. Can I, Bar?" Mama asked very happy.

"Yes, I certainly can."

"Oh yeah, how are you and Bella? are you okay?"

"All right, Mah."

Where is Miss Bella, Mas Bara? It's late like this, how come you haven't come home yet?" Marni asked while pouring water into her employer's glass. "You don't have to ask questions about that. Your job here is just to cook and clean, you know?" The chubby-cheeked woman nodded in disappointment. He immediately left the dining room after finishing preparing dinner for his mistress. "Oh my God! Ms. Bella, where are you? I've called many times but I haven't picked up either," said Marni worriedly. He recalled the night when he was awakened by the sound of loud angry swearing. "Oh God, I hope that Mbak Bella's family will be fine. Amen, God," Mirna prayed seriously. Bara who was busy chewing his food suddenly heard his cell phone ringing. "Bara, why did you just pick up the phone from me?" a woman's annoyed voice was heard. "I also need rest. Since that incident I've become dizzy," said Bara with a face swallowing a bitter pill. Arum was not happy to hear that answer from Bara. "Yes, you pick up the phone, please, it's only for a moment anyway. It's me, you've been calling all night, you know what? Can you really care about me more than your wife who pretends to be beautiful! Arum snapped angrily.

Stop! don't talk about my wife. You don't know anything about him. I already told you that I need a break. Okay, I apologize to you if last night I didn't pick up your phone," Bara said while exhaling slowly. This man seemed like he didn't want to lose his young widow.

"Yeah, I'm really sorry, honey. Oh yeah, you're going to work today, right? I miss you,"

"I don't know, now I'm confused"

"Well, how come the answer is like that. Do you have any plans?" asked Arum with great curiosity.

"Mom said she was going to my house and I'm confused where Bella is now. I don't want Mama to know about this problem. You know that Mama will relapse if anything happens. I love my Mama," Bara said in a firm voice. .

"Okay, then I'll just obey you. But you promise you won't leave me. I want us to get married!" said Arum seriously.

"Yes, yes, just calm down. I will not leave you. I love you Arum. I love you. It's been a while dear," Bara said softly.

"Okay, take care of your health, honey. I love you too," said Arum and then hung up the phone.

Bara is now breathing a sigh of relief.