Buried Love's

Buried Love's
Part 6's


Bellinda just finished her shower. Even his hair still looks wet even though it has been dried by a towel. The hand was about to grab the hairdryer inside the drawer, but stopped when it heard a sound outside the room.


“Didn't Colvert go to the new Merry place?” mummy Bellinda. He so undo the initial intention, and let the hair stay wet.


Bellinda approached the door, but it wasn't opened. He only lives alone with the child. So, the only ones who know the password of the apartment are the two of them. Colvert is also not possible to tell others because he has told and taught that it is a secret code.


Bellinda's ears are attached to the door. Trying to hear and guess who was in his apartment. “Could it be bad people? Or maling?”


A few seconds later, however, he nodded. “Mana may. For six years living here I have never been disturbed, and always safe.”


Bellinda's sharpening hearing. There was a sound of friction on the floor. “Like things dragged.”


The eyebrows of the woman who had one child frowned when there was the sound of a small child grumbling and swearing the word annoyed. Bellinda only dared to open the door after being convinced that it was her dear son.


“Colvert?” call Bellinda. A pair of eyes could clearly catch the five-year-old pulling a chair from the dining table and being led to the door. Makes him wonder and confused.


“Mommy, please help me,” pinta Colvert. There were already two chairs that he managed to pull and put to hold the door. Now, he is trying for the third one, but he is tired.


Bellinda's feet swayed towards the child. She always dressed modestly and rarely used the short one, although in the apartment there was only her son. Rarely wear pants that expose the thighs, or skimpy clothes that show the parts. Because, feel if you live alone, so you need to take care of yourself so as not to be harassed wherever there is.


The boy seemed to be still panting. “Please put it behind the door, Mommy, so that our neighbor can not get in here.” He pointed to the place in question. “So I'm out, going to Aunty Merry. But, not so because of meeting our new neighbors. Turns out .. he's crazy.”


Bellinda raised one eyebrow, but while obeying the request of the child. Putting a chair to hold the door. Although he knew, it was impossible to open also if the owner inside did not open. But, never mind, just follow Colvert's will.


“Crazy?” bellinda asked again, as she approached the slightly frightened Colvert.


The five-year-old boy's head nodded. “Iya, suddenly he stopped in front of me—” He paused the story when his mommy hand held him and led him to the sofa.


“Sit first, to make the story quieter.” Bellinda faced off with Colvert on the same sofa.


The boy continued. “But I don't know that man. Since he greeted and was friendly when he asked my name, so I told him by answering. But ... Our new neighbor suddenly looks angry and forces me to call him Daddy.”


Bellinda took a breath. There are new neighbors. In fact, he did not want to deal with people of the nature as Merry mentioned earlier. But, if it has disturbed his son, then it must be handled so as not to be more outrageous.


“Colvert here first, huh? Mommy wants to go to the next-door neighbor, give her a warning.” Bellinda rubbed the top of the child's head to make it quieter.


“Do not! Later Mommy is forced to admit our neighbor as a husband, or force calling that person daddy too.” Colvert held Bellinda's hand until the woman was still standing on the spot and had not moved. “We call mental hospital only.”