Buried Love's
The Part 58

Since then Arsen continued to sit on the sofa with his hands resting on his knees so that his posture became more inclined forward. He looked at the cell phone that was deliberately placed on the table. The widower did not take his eyes off the six-point, seven-inch screen because he did not want to be late if Madhiaz sent the address of the Baldwig family residence.

Even since the morning Arsen chose not to shower for the sake of being able to directly hit the gas if he had gotten the address that was so anticipated. Often touch the screen up from dim to bright, just want to make sure whether the battery power is still a lot and the signal is smooth. The reason is, time has shown late afternoon before night, but there is no message or telephone coming in.

The widower's hair was irregular. It's messy, too often ruffled. The face is also still wrinkled, not washed. It turns out that losing track of a loved one managed to make it quite frustrating.

Too deep waiting for information to enter from Madhiaz, Arsen to not willingly far from his cellphone. Throw water big and small he brought the communication device. Keep looking at it.

Unable to get anything, Arsen who is now back on the sofa also contacted Madhiaz to ask for certainty. He feels like he's been hung for hours if it goes on like this. Waiting for the uncertain.

The screen is already attached to the ear. On the first connective tone has not been lifted as well, second, third, until the fifth is still the same. It was only at the last moment that someone's voice said.

“How? Your brother can help no?” ask Arsen impatiently. “If you can't, tell me from earlier so I can search independently. For hours I was like a madman haunted by unrest,” his cerocos later.

“You can be patient no? My parents are all busy people, they also have to work and can not carelessly ask for something to finish just like that.” Madhiaz so ranting back.

“Ck! It's a holiday, work for what are they?”

“They have a wife, holidays are spent with family. It's you who's weekend that it interferes with the intimacy of friends.”

“Ya ... yes, so what's the point? Can you be trusted no? I haven't had a shower all day waiting for you.”

“OK. Soon!”

After the call was interrupted, Arsen left the phone with a charging position. He went into the bathroom to clean his body. True what Madhiaz said, his appearance did not look bad, later Bellinda ilfeel or her former in-laws made fun of him.

It's neat and fragrant, Arsen back to see the phone. And the smile seemed to expand as Madhiaz sent out a message. Without thinking, read it immediately.

“Very many houses,” muttered Arsen. Three addresses were sent to him. One in Finland, one in Korea as well, and the last in Amsterdam.

Arsen immediately took the car keys. He drives to the address in Amsterdam. Although not sure one hundred percent Bellinda is there, but her belief says that must be sure in the closest location.

Upon arriving at the site, Arsen was detained by guards, not allowed to enter. But, he could see from a distance if there were some cars parked in front of a magnificent building. Bellinda must be in there and there's an event.

“Don't till I'm late and Bellinda is engaged to the mountains .. What's her name,” Arsen's messenger.

There was a fight between Arsen and the guards. Even he was willing to invite a man to fight that prevented him from entering. But it was not because he was finally released.

“Mr and Mrs Baldwig let you in,” said the guard who just received a call from the waiter.