Buried Love's
The Part 13
Head Bellinda nodded. Previously, he did not plan on wanting to tell about the Colvert daddy. Because, there is a fear that the existence of his son is not recognized by Arsen. However, since ex-husbands do not seem to hate their children, it might not hurt to start being told.
“But, please change your nature, don't be arrogant to Colvert. He never got rough treatment from me, both physical and psychic,” pinta Bellinda without turning around. The woman was launching a tear from the eye, holding back for too long since talking to Arsen.
“Ya, I'm working on.”
“Dan .. Please, never take him away from me. If you want to meet our son, just say so. Definitely will not be blocked,” added Bellinda.
Arsen simply nodded and continued to watch the ex-wife's back move upwards as if she was taking a deep breath.
“Excuse.” Bellinda continued her footsteps, opened the door and completely disappeared from Arsen's sight.
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The sun was still showing its charm when Bellinda came out of a crowded fast food restaurant. He doesn't seem to carry anything.
Stopping by the road, Bellinda waited for a taxi that had been booked to go pick up her son at school. Restless occasionally present, in the mind is confused looking for ways and arrangement of words to introduce Colvert about Arsen.
What's more, the father and son had met in a less pleasant state. Considered crazy anyway. Somehow Bellinda's way of convincing that the new neighbor is Daddy from Colvert.
Standing in front of a classic European-style three-story building, Bellinda reflected on the smile as the five-year-old was seen exiting and running towards her.
“Mommy ...” Colvert hugged his parents. “I got stars for drawing nice.”
“Oh, yes? Great.” Bellinda also praised enthusiastically, while rubbing the top of the little guy's head.
“Let's go home, I'll show you the picture to Mommy.” Colvert pulls Bellinda's hand. “We take a taxi?”
“Daddy Steven why don't you see us again so rarely, Mommy? I miss being picked up and playing together,” asked Colvert as he and Bellinda had made it into the vehicle.
“Busy, Darling. Uncle Steven also has a job,” explains Bellinda.
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Out of the elevator, Bellinda took Colvert's hand which had been very cheerful since. His eyes glanced at Arsen's door, as he passed through the unit.
The mother and daughter also arrived at their home. Colvert immediately pulled again the hand of the Mommy to be invited to the living room.
“Sini, Mommy.” Colvert sat next to the woman who was already pregnant, giving birth, and raising her. Open the school bag and pull out a piece of paper.
“This is my picture, all the friends of one class also get stars and the result is good.” Colvert opened the paper wide.
Bellinda who saw also smiled as her hands gently rubbed the top of the head. Images that are no longer just original doodles, already shaped though not so perfect. “Who is it?”
“Daddy Steven and Mommy were driving me to school.” There are three people, a car, and one building in the picture.
Bellinda sighed softly, carried the child into her lap, and hugged to channel affection. “Colvert ... Steven it's not your daddy.”
“Iya, know. But, I want to have a real Daddy who doesn't work long and long, until he never meets Mommy and I.” Colvert felt a kiss at the top of his head.
“Colvert want to see Daddy?” tawar Bellinda's.