Pebinor From the Past
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Marta snorted when she heard the story from Elena about her meeting with Nathan this afternoon. While Mr. Bisma himself just sat weakly in a wheelchair while listening to the chatter.

He never pressured Nathan into contact with anyone. As long as the child is happy, Mr. Bhishma agrees with Nathan's choice.

"Where is that woman?" Marta asked as if annoyed at defending Elena. Though he was jealous to hear the fact that Nathan was engaged. That meant there was no chance for him to get close. Then why would he present Elena if Marta really wanted Nathan. The goal is none other than to use Elena so that Nathan can stay home.

"I don't know Tan. But seriously, she's not pretty."

"Let it be Ma. Nathan won't be forced." Sahut Pak Bisma. His voice sounded slow and weak.

"If Nathan chooses the wrong person, your power will also fall on the wrong person Pa."

"Nathan is not a man who easily formalizes relationships. I'm sure he really likes that woman."

Mr. Bhishma knows how bad Nathan's temper is in terms of women. Likes to change partners and utilize property as well as the power to smooth desire. But behind that, Mr. Bisma understands that Nathan is expressing frustration over his marriage with Marta. A woman decades younger than him.

"Elena is better. He's a descendant of a distinguished and distinguished family." What Marta said was merely to fulfill her own wishes. If Nathan is in touch with someone he truly loves, it means he won't be able to seduce.

"I don't care if it's just an ordinary person."

"I don't agree Pa. He just wants Nathan's treasure." Mr. Bisma smiled knot.

"My son is very handsome. Where might it be. I'm sure that woman loves him too. Please don't over-regulate it. Nathan's gonna get harder if you're not good at seducing him."

Marta snorts while giving Elena the code to follow her. Soon Elena said goodbye and then walked along with Marta.

"How is Tan. It seems Om Bhishma does not support me."

"You take it easy, Elena." Marta took out a piece of paper from her pocket." Buy this medicine so that the man doesn't have much mouth." Pintanya.

"What is this Tan."

"Hussshi. Don't talk too much. Buy me this medicine and bring it to me. The maids are taking leave. If I hang around, Eldar will be mad at me." Said reasoned. If anything happens with the bisma. Elena's the only person who's gonna be in trouble.

"Both Tan. But maybe tomorrow morning I'll drop off. Em after this there is a family need that I must attend."

"Oh no problem Elle."

"I'm sorry."

"Hm yeah be careful. Don't be discouraged. Nathan must be yours as long as you keep my word." Elena nodded obediently. He was unaware he was being used.

"Iya Tan thank you. Let's." Let's."

Elena rushed into the car. Marta smiled sweetly as she waved towards the car that drove off the yard.

"Only I can be next to you Nath." Marta muttered with an evil smile. His desire to have Nathan was intense. It is not a matter of wealth because Martha herself came from the wealthy. He really likes the figure of Nathan who is often used as a tool as a naffsu filler. Every time he had sex with Mr. Bhishma, Marta always imagined it with Nathan. How crazy! Mr. Bhishma should have obeyed Nathan's request not to remarry. That's why Nathan refused to go home.

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An upset and blind jealousy still rages in Bella's heart until the two arrive home. Since then, only Mr. Bisri chatted while Bella tended to focus on the food in front of her. He seemed to speed up his chewing as if he wanted to get out of there immediately.

"Is the work a little heavy?" Ask Mr. Bisri read the look on his son's sour face.

"No Well. Just a little hot outside. I want to rush to the bath to make my body cool." Mr. Bisri looked towards the window. Outside it looks cloudy. The room was even so cold.

"He just misunderstood. We met a woman in my past, em an ex." Now Mr. Bisri gets an answer to Bella's attitude.

"Oh so the story is jealous." Kekeh Pak Bisri. He likes to be able to see the change in Bella's attitude that since the last two know always shows a flat face.

"No. I even like it when he's in a match." He pointed towards Nathan.

"I never liked them." Bella chuckles small.

"Not like it but why..."

"Just the past Baby." Nathan's fast.

"You did that!"

"Two years ago. Before I met you." Answer again. He looked towards Bella. So deep that Nathan pecked for a moment.

"I saw you guys."

"It happened when she was Leo Om's wife." Mr. Bisri nodded. Nathan told me everything from beginning to end.

"It's disgusting to see you do that!!" Clunting! Bella put down the spoon and shifted the plate." I even nauseated eating this." Mr. Bisri let out a long sigh while Nathan smiled wryly.

"It's not good to insult food, son."

"Make me instant noodles Well. I'm lazy!" Bella stood up and went into the room. Aaaakkkkk!!! The sound of the door closed hard to make Mr. Bisri tiptoe while rubbing his chest.

"Whose character is like that, but his mother is not a big jealous."

"Leave it Om. I'm even happy."

"Let me just." The ink slowly stood up.

"Can you?"

"Can Om."

Hopefully with this he can give me a chance soon. I want to live on one roof with him.

"Yes had Bella take a shower. Em he likes mixed sausage and lots of vegetables."

"Ready Om." After blurting out the sentence, Nathan walked towards the kitchen to cook a special instant noodle.

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After the shower, Bella opened the door a little. He made sure Nathan was gone from his apartment. Seen Pak Bisri was sitting relaxed in the living room while watching television. In front of him was already a plate of instant noodles that had since filled the room.

Already home.

Just hurry Bella out and sit right next to Mr. Bisri who is now smiling towards her.

"Fried noodles are okay? I forgot to ask."

"It's okay Dad. Thank you, yeah." Bella kissed Pak Bisri's cheek for a moment and then started eating. Wow that's delicious.

Mr. Bisri smiled wryly when he saw Bella's face that turned happy.

"Nake?"

"Hm. Tumben feels special. What's it adding?" Bella sorts through the noodles to find pieces of sausage and meatballs.

"What if I told you to do it yourself?"

"No hehe."

"She just ate." Nathan can cook. I'm getting more and more sure of her.

Bella looks so good eating it. It only takes a few minutes to spend the noodles with the size of the jumbo.

"I want to go again Dad. I'll take a peek if you're tired." Pinta Bella sulks. At all he did not feel hesitant to say this because Mr. Bisri always did not mind him.

"Mie is normal."

"That's like this Dad. It's delicious."

"Sorry Son I can't." Bella put down the plate and held Mr. Bisri's arm.

"Oh Dad, I'll take a massage if you're tired."

"Dad ain't tired son."

"Make it if you're not tired."

"Call Nak Nathan, he'll make it." The deg! Slowly Bella's hand came off Mr. Bisri's arm. He smiled strangely as he twisted his body.

"So?" That noodle was made by Mas Nathan?

"Hm. Nathan's son made it. Looks like your tongue fits the cooking."

"Oh no. It feels ordinary. I was praising you because I thought you were made by Dad." Bella denied it.

"Entah Son. I'm getting more convinced of Nathan."

"Just because of that instant noodle?" Pointing to an empty plate.

"You must have also felt it when he looked at you."

Yep.

"No. The same look as before."

"Try to go deeper."

"I can't Dad. If I was the one who was disappointed, it might not be a problem. But he already carried my name. I don't want it to happen again." Bella's bead looks teary. He himself was at a loss to decide due to his inner voice and incompatible attitude.

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