Buried Love's
Part 82's
The car turned four wheels of three hundred and sixty degrees tens of thousands of times, taking the five people inside to an apartment building. Four of them were very relaxed, but the only woman who was none other than Bellinda actually frowned. The widow was confused.
“Are we not going to see Arsen? Why did you take me home to the apartment?” ask Bellinda. The building that is now in front of his eyes is his residence with Colvert.
“Already, come along if you really want to meet our friends,” said Pierre while releasing the seatbelt. It was followed by Eduardo, the driver.
“Come, Mommy.” Colvert immediately withdrew Bellinda's hand while her parents were still filled with confusion.
Bellinda clasped his hand when he got out of the car. They joined in following three Arsenic friends who had gone ahead.
Still trying to think positively, maybe her ex-husband was taken care of in a private apartment. Rich people are so easy to pay for the services of doctors to go back and forth. Bellinda had no negative point of view or thought she was being lied to.
Until Madhiaz finally pressed the ranks of the numbers and opened the door, Bellinda and Colvert were welcome to enter first.
Bellinda looked back when she heard the door was closed again. Madhiaz, Eduardo, and Pierre did not go inside.
Okay, well, the widow's legs swung to look for her ex-husband. “Arsen?” call him in a soft voice.
The person who was summoned suddenly appeared from behind a door. Arsen doesn't look like a sick person, he looks fit and his face is fresh. The man could comment on a happy smile at the arrival of the ex-wife.
“Daddy ..!” exciting Colvert. The boy took off Bellinda's hand and ran towards Arsen. His body was captured, then carried. “I managed to bring Mommy here,” the adunya later.
If Arsen and the child look happy, different from Bellinda who still does not understand. “So, you didn't get sick till you were dying?”
“Acest?” The frown on Arsen's forehead showed that he was also surprised. “Who said?”
“Friends.”
“I'm fine, Bel. Only my heart was broken when you decided to marry another man.” Arsen immediately explained so as not to be considered a braggart. Should he thank his three friends who have managed to dramatize his condition? Dying up? Very exaggerated, but if the word that managed to make Bellinda come into place, maybe better lips thank you alone.
There was a sigh of relief released by Bellinda. “Thank God, I thought you were really sick.”
Colvert whispered something to Daddy, making Arsen swing his legs towards Bellinda. “So, when you heard I was sick, chose to come here instead of continuing to get married?” His heart was like exploding millions of fireworks, so happy.
“Yes, how can I have fun when my son is worried about his daddy?” bellinda.
“You're not worried about me either?” arsen Goda. The right hand that did not hold the Colvert grabbed his widow's hip, so that now their position was like a small family who was hugging.
Bellinda looked down to cover up if she bit her lower lip. He did not give any answer in the form of a voice. But, Arsen was able to catch that reaction was a sign that the widow was embarrassed to admit.
Arsen increasingly brought Bellinda into the deck. Lean your head and kiss the woman's temple lovingly. “If your marriage with Steven fails, then there is still me willing to marry you. Perhaps, there was once a wound that I inflicted so deep that you buried all the flavors that ever existed. But, this time I will do my utmost to make you live in a more pleasant and loving household. Although I can not promise happiness forever because life must always have problems, at least I will always try to give the best for you.”