Buried Love's
The Part 57
The light from the lights filled the dining room. Make all who are sitting there so easy to enjoy the face of each other when looking at each other. None of them put up a grim mimic, looking bright with the good looks and beauty they have from birth.
Bellinda was in front of Steven, next to Mommy and her son. He always replied whenever the man reviewed a smile, there was no reason to frown either.
Several times Steven picked up side dishes for Bellinda and Colvert. It was not a new habit today, but it was often when they were eating together.
The parents were most pleased to see how shady the scene was before the eyes. Steven is attentive.
“You have known for a long time, yes?” ask Mrs Baldwig. The food on his plate was not finished yet, but he was itching to open a chat.
“Iya, about two years more,” Steven replied. After focusing on the person speaking to, he turned to look at Bellinda. “I liked your daughter first,”. Then change to fill the cornea with a very smart little one. “Dan .. of course Colvert too. They are a unity that can never be separated or loved one of them only.”
“Daddy Steven got to move to the side unit where I live. To be closer and easier if you drive to school, as well as play together.” Colvert comes into the hoard by telling him how good the man is. There's no reason to hate either, because it's been close a long time. “I often bought toys, nice.”
The parents chuckled at Colvert's very enthusiastic story. They saw closeness there. What's more, Mrs and Mrs Baldwig are most relieved because Everest or Steven look sincerely love Bellinda and child.
Bellinda was quieter there. The woman smiles enough and occasionally speaks when asked.
“Colvert likes with Uncle Everest?” ask Mr. Baldwig.
The one asked nodded his head. “Sure, he's been like Daddy since a long time ago. Well, loving, often buying me what I want. Yes ... There's no reason I don't like Steven.”
“If Bellinda. Do you like my son?” Now changed Mrs Dane who asked the widow a question.
Bellinda's flickering fingers were deliberately hidden under the table. He was giving a thumbs up, a sign of nervousness mixed with fear and doubt. But the lips kept smiling beautifully.
All eyes were on Bellinda. Nothing escapes curiosity.
“Em .. I am a widow, born one.” Bellinda would like to remind once again because the condition is not necessarily all can accept. Maybe Steven can, but what about Mr and Mrs Dane?
“Oh .. we already know, and no problem. The most important thing is that you like each other, are comfortable, can accept the advantages and disadvantages of each other.” Mrs Dane seems to have no objections, and so does her husband.
From the facial mimicry of all can be concluded that there is no obstacle in uniting Bellinda and Steven. Restu there, the parents agreed, Steven was kind and accepted Bellinda's condition whatever it was. The widow should not doubt the answer. But, somehow there is something stuck in the heart, like something that is difficult to just fill.
“Em—” Just muttered a little, Bellinda's remark should be cut off by the waiter who suddenly came in.
All eyes were on the servant, a woman in the typical uniform of the Baldwig mansion clerk. Standing slightly bent until the head was between Mr and Mrs Baldwig. The plan was to whisper, but the soft voice could still be heard by the others.
“There is a man named Arsen Alka in front, still being held back by the guards. He did not want to leave before meeting Miss Baldwig and Young Master.”