Buried Love's
The Part 34
Arsen wanted to turn his head so as not to look at Bellinda and think strangely. But, it was hard, his head always wanted to be filled by that woman. Even if you throw your face in any direction, you will eventually look in the same direction again. Her widow's magnet is too strong. He just got astonished.
“I'm going to the toilet for a while,” says Arsen. Reshuffling her breath did not make her fall back asleep. Perhaps the other way that can be taken is a little away from Bellinda until the woman finished spending one gelato cone. Yes ... if it still does not work also may need a little help hand.
When Arsen stood up, Colvert's view automatically paralleled something strange. “Why does it stand out? You ill? Swollen? Banged what?” So innocent that one boy, even to the point of the part in question. What else if not the groin.
Arsen wanted to silence his son who could not stand still. But ... The boy must have known nothing as well. Free to be told will not understand, which there is itself contaminating the child himself.
“You sick?” Bellinda became curious about what Colvert meant. He shifted his gaze from staring at his son, to being in the direction he was pointed at.
For just one second, Bellinda immediately turned her face when she understood why she stood out. “Ya, go to the bathroom.”
Arsen took a breath. Pretty disappointed with his widow's reaction. In fact, he had once felt his own as well until becoming a Colvert. Even if only once. Maybe his imagination is too high, where maybe Bellinda would offer to help him out of the torment of tight pants, even though the woman has seen that he is not okay. The woman was impressed and avoided.
“Yes, I won't be long.” Arsen quickly left his son and widow.
With Colvert and Bellinda left, the boy was still curious. “Mommy ... What new neighbor is sick?”
Waduh ... messed up, so Bellinda had to explain the problem. “It's not sick, dear. But, the body reactions that occur in adult men. Someday if Colvert is big it will know.” He was confused and chose the safest answer.
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After eating gelato, Colvert invited his parents to go home because he was sleepy. Miss the mattress and want to immediately relax the body. Be that boy carried by Arsen all the way to the apartment.
Colvert was asleep when he arrived at Bellinda's unit. Arsen put the child to bed. Do not forget to kiss and wrap. Then he came out.
Bellinda nodded. “Iya.”
Briefly the woman replied, making Arsen so unpleasant. He stepped into the kitchen, leaning on the fridge. Watching Bellinda who was busy himself making juice for him because he had offered a drink and he replied he wanted to.
“Thank you for not forgetting me,” said Arsen.
“I just bury the taste that ever existed, it does not mean forget everything,” replied Bellinda while pouring juice into a glass.
“About our son, why did you give him my last name. You could use your family name.”
“Because I couldn't possibly dispel the fact that Colvert has your blood too.” Bellinda grabbed a glass filled with red liquid. “Could have just someday she'd look for her daddy. It turns out you found it first.”
From there Arsen knew that his widow liked strawberries. Almost every visit must be treated to fruit or juice.
Arsen received the glass that Bellinda had just offered. “Thanks.” He felt that the woman had not completely forgotten him or buried as deeply as love had ever existed. “Is that a sign that you expect me to come back? Or want us to be together again someday?”
Bellinda drank very quietly. I feel like I want to choke when I hear questions. He put down the glass first, then looked at Arsen who was sipping juice.
“Sorry, I rectified the question.” Arsen finished enjoying the refreshing liquid. Now it's time to talk seriously while no Colvert bothers you. “Will you come back with me?”
Placed to smile for a while, Bellinda responded. Highlight his eyes did not emit any doubt, even daring to stare at the interlocutor directly. “If coming back with you will only feel the same wound, then my choice is not.”