Buried Love's
Part 9's
Arsen's new apartment is where the four friends gather after picking up the widower from a mental hospital. Along the way, they kept laughing at the stupidity of one of the friends, amazingly shuffling the stomach.
“So, Bellinda and her son live next door?” eduardo asked as he threw his body on the sofa.
“Yes, for my son's sake, willing to buy this place, triple.” Arsen approached the three friends, carrying a canned drink for all of them.
“Kids? He just doesn't recognize you as Daddy.” Pierre still keeps mocking Arsen. To him, it was very funny. “It is precisely considered a crazy neighbor.”
Madhiaz took the can of drink, opened it, then took a sip. After that, make a comment. “Tangerous arts. Already know the little boy, play forced to confess and call him Daddy. Clear fear.”
“You imagine, your son actually recognizes another man as his parents, willing?” Arsen squeezed the can in his grip until it dented, showing a lingering sense of annoyance.
“Law, stupid! From your ex-wife getting pregnant and raising her own child, where are you going? No.” Pierre shouts Arsen's head until the man is pushed to the side. “So, suppose what your son did was retaliation for what you did with Bellinda.”
Arsen clucked and brushed off his friend's hand. “Why am I wrong? Wrong she didn't tell me she was pregnant.”
Madhiaz, Eduardo, and Pierre were made head-to-head. Still not to be blamed. They let out a rough sigh at the same time as it felt like they wanted to smash Arsen into the wall.
The three men approached, and were right in Arsen's left right ear, also in front of his eyes, simultaneously shouting. “Because you never want to accept him in your life!”
“Shitt! I can budek.” Arsen rubbed his buzzing ears as a result of getting such a loud sound.
“It's a shame to face this one widower,” complained Pierre, laying down the body on the longest sofa.
“Dinasehati difficult, directed unwilling. Never mind, we should have left him in a mental hospital,” added Eduardo who was equally upset as well.
However, another with Madhiaz. Instead embrace Arsen and pat on the shoulder. “Look, do you still need our help or not?”
“Still.”
“Ya .. sorry. Yesterday was too angry when I heard my son calling another man Daddy.” Arsen slammed his back against the sofa violently. “So, what's your suggestion?”
“You ask Madhiaz only, he who often faces small children,” said Eduardo and Pierre simultaneously.
“Near the child slowly, take his heart first, then you will also get your ex-wife,” said Madhiaz ended a pat on Arsen's thigh with a fairly hard energy, until he heard the sound of hissing from his friend's lips.
“I don't care about Bellinda. She must be easy for me to get, like I used to be too fast to fall in love with me. So, the woman is not a problem of weight.” As arrogant as Arsen is, confidence is too great.
Three pairs of eyeballs twirled as if ridiculing.
“Bellinda pregnant also chose silence not to tell, surely the woman hates you!” pierre was so loud. “Stupid!” Not forgetting there is an ending.
Arsen was silent as if he had just been slapped by reality. Also true. However, the ones coming out of the lips are certainly different. “Good if he hates me. All I need is Colvert as the successor.”
Pierre looked at Eduardo and Madhiaz in turn, as if giving a code. “It seems, the contents of the head of Arsen is just garbage.”
Madhiaz leaned over to the widower who had been installing flat nosebleeds since. “If you only want a successor, why take the child? Just find another woman, marry her and hamili. Beres! No need to trouble friends to move to Amsterdam.”
“Nah .. good.” It seems to be their conscience.
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Meanwhile, after dropping off Colvet at school, Bellinda called the number her son had contacted. But, he actually got information that the person who was reported had been dragged to a mental hospital, but now has returned because it has been picked up by the family.
Bellinda sighed softly, then put the phone in the bag. “I have to apologize to new neighbor.”