Buried Love's
The Part 38

Arsen realized he was selfish. After hurting a woman who had been thrown away, divorced after being slept with, and now without shame forced to remarry with her.

Without anyone else saying he was a jerk, Arsen already knew that his behavior was worthy of being named a bastard. He could not imagine what if Bellinda was with someone else, then he was just a spectator of the happiness of his ex-wife.

Arsen should be happy because no one else hurt the woman if Bellinda had found happiness from others. But, it can't. His selfish side always presses not to allow his widow to be owned by anyone else, except him.

Never before had Arsen found a figure as good as Bellinda. Although his eyes are only open now, and he regretted not realizing it long ago.

Arsen did once like a woman, and that was Scherie, the wife of his best friend—Madhiaz. But, as it turned out, Bellinda was much more angelic-hearted than any figure she had ever admired before. Consider it years ago his eyes were blind and ears deaf because they could not feel the sincerity Bellinda always gave him. And now he's really sorry about that.

“Sorry if I scared you today,” Arsen said after he calmed down and no more emotions were shown. He rubbed Bellinda's hand which turned out to be in contact with the woman was able to relieve all the anger that existed. But at the same time awakening something that should not be awakened from deep sleep.

Bellinda nodded, trying to pull the hand held on. But Arsen is getting closer. He finally relented. “I can't control people's feelings, including Steven who likes me. Anyone is free to have feelings, that is the right of every individual. I'm good with every guy, it doesn't mean keeping the taste in that guy. So too when I treat you.”

Arsen was lazy with the chatter that revolved around it. The point is Bellinda hasn't trusted him. Rather than the atmosphere in the car being gloomy. It was better that he dilute in a way ..pull the hand of his ex-wife to hold something that shamelessly hardened earlier.

Arsen smiled seductively as Bellinda looked at him with round eyes and was shocked. Never mind, holding back hurts too. They are both adults, and have done more than that.

“Being near you always makes this transform even more fierce.” Arsen just wants to be honest, his body can not lie that Bellinda is very influential on his passion. He kept his widow's hand when he was about to be pulled. Not allowed to leave. “You always make me like this, even if you don't do anything.”

Bellinda gulped as she felt Arsen's skin sending an unusual heat. His body seemed to be frozen as the man's head slowly approached. He closed his lips because he was not ready if he was suddenly kissed. But, to avoid it was not able to because the eyes of her ex-husband seemed to nail the whole body so as not to move away.

“Should we check in? While it has stopped in front of the hotel, or ..” Arsen stopped whispering in Bellinda's ear, turning to dismiss the face right in front of the eyes of the woman who now looked very tense. His lips smiled seductively, fondly watching his unflappable widow's expression. “You do in the car only?”