My Hottest Man's
Chaptre 58. My Husband is Weirdo Man

There may not be a man as mystical as Raymundo Alvaro. Keeping the sacred promise on a flat and stiff expression, everyone understood Raymundo Alvaro because the man always looked cold without a smile as if one arch could produce cracks in his facial lines.

Plus, the news of Helena's death this morning, everyone present sent condolences in silence for her.

Among all those present, of course, only Belliza could feel Bellova's deep sorrow. His sister was depressed, seen from the grim look and long breaths repeatedly despite being disguised by a smile. Bellova was too hard to hold back the cries. Tucked a spotlight of pain in the eye that only Belliza could see.

"Is my sister going to be okay?"

Belliza looked at Lucio Vargas by her side, her eyes wet. Lucio's warm embrace further sliced through Belliza's heart, unconsciously sobbing.

Lucio grabbed Belliza's hand and tapped their fingers, peeping at Belliza's back. A little slouching he spoke on the side of Belliza's face. Whisper and give strength.

"Don't cry. Everything will be fine!"

"I want to believe that. I hope, Mr. Alvaro doesn't create hell for my brother."

"You know Belliza? Raymundo Alvaro is an esoteric, his personality can only be understood by certain people. Esoteric people are very clumsy, not just heartfelt, difficult to understand, enigmatic, unpredictable. Mysterious is the word that best describes the whole of Raymundo."

"What should I do? Heart's hurt. Can my sister be happy?"

"Come, Belliza. Your sister-in-law is so sensitive that she makes her possessive of Bellova. Possessive shows that he has fallen in love and can not be far from Bellova. That is why, Raymundo Alvaro made Bellova the easiest target to share the burden. He could not bear the sad burden alone, demanding that Bellova also feel the wound in his heart."

"Surprising."

"This is good news. Raymundo Alvaro does not rashly trust the heart and surrender to others. Only the people are elected and they are allowed. Ray chose Bellova and relied on Bellova. A sign that Mr. Alvaro loves Bellova very much."

"Where were you Lucio Vargas three four years ago?" tanya Belliza looked up at the beautiful eyes of the blue ocean. "Why haven't we met in the past?"

"I was busy running around the streets being chased by many beautiful women" Lucio Vargas said with a small smile. His left hand hugged Belliza. "Let's pray for Bellova's happiness because I'm sure when Bellova's happy, Belliza will be happy too."

Belliza leaned on Lucio Vargas while the groom kissed the bride for being officially husband and wife.

Bellova close her eyes, waiting for a kiss. It might be a lightning kiss on his forehead or on his lips. It's quite a memory because their marriage can't be repeated.

Unexpectedly, Raymundo Alvaro touched his lips, slowly then gradually sipped. Bellova holds Raymundo's neck. They've started kissing weddings.

Why do you mean it - really? Or, this man can't lie before God?

I hope that.

Or is it another possibility?!

Don't forget Bellova, you married the best manipulator in the country, Raymundo Alvaro is good at manipulating things. One would think, this man loves his bride very much.

Sunless days and nights without darkness, Bellova just floated feeling Raymundo's lips move in a regular rhythm over her lips.

The wedding was over quickly. Congratulations with condolences. Bellova didn't expect it to be like this.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Bellova changed into a black dress and they were on the sprawling grounds of the Green Hills cemetery. The black sky gathered in the sky. The wind blew a little.

Beatrix Alvaro was struck in Aldinho's arms by simply mentioning Helena's name in every breath. The drizzle spots are very fine then go down. Adrift in the wind.

Raymundo Alvaro stands at the side of the grave like a living statue still in his bridal suit. A cold and empty gaze, not avoiding the touch of Bellova, but does not mean to agree on the actions of Bellova.

One by one the mourners left the funeral. Bellova still lives with her husband, grateful that Beatrix Alvaro did not refuse a hug, let Bellova lead to the car.

Aldinho smiled slightly.

"May your marriage be blessed, Bellova. Forgive us that our family's destiny will end this way and your marriage leaves behind a bad memory. Can only pray that you two be happy after this."

Unlike the short-tempered Raymundo, Aldinho Alvaro is not only handsome but also looks more generous and gentle.

Bellova had no words in her head. A face-to-face mimic is enough as an answer for Aldinho Alvaro.

"Please comfort Raymundo, Bellova. You know that Raymondo loved Helena more than I did, he was hit harder. Raymundo worked hard so that Helena could live with her wealth and marry a gentleman. The expectations are very high, Helena lives a happy life." Aldinho let out a long sigh, looking at Raymundo's grieving sturdy body at the side of the tomb. "We're counting on you." The man smiled bitterly and got into the car.

Rainy seeds grow. The cars go one by one. Bellova was about to return to the side of the tomb to accompany her husband, bringing an umbrella. However, another woman stood there, holding an umbrella for her husband. So, Bellova stood beside the car just staring at Raymundo's dark aura. Not realizing that he himself had begun to get wet by the rain.

"Get in the car, you can get sick, Love."

Oskan Devano rebuked and boasted himself.

"Raymundo knows that you came that night and replaced Belliza."

"You know?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Since when?"

"I'll talk to Raymondo after he calms down."

"I'm sick of getting involved with you and Helena's problems. We were victims of injustice but it was as if my sister and I were most guilty of Helena's plight."

"May your marriage be happy, Bellova." Oskan apparently did not want to serve Bellova's anger. "Get in the car!" said Oskan again.

Bellova. "No. I'm waiting for my husband."

"You're wet. Put this handkerchief on, Love!"

Oskan took a handkerchief from the inside of his suit pocket. Bellova didn't press Oskan. She was busy monitoring, disturbed there was another woman to accompany her husband even though only limited to holding an umbrella.

Raymundo turned around in time following his primitive instincts to find Oskan was giving a handkerchief to Bellova while Bellova was just glued to him.

"I don't need an umbrella, go!" Raymundo spoke to Deenar.

"Everybody who breathes will die. We're waiting for our turn. We can go to the shooting club and shoot the target to end your grief. You can ask your wife for permission!"

"I don't need anyone's permission!"

"Why marry her instead of me?"

"Take it lucky!"

"If you might change your mind, I can also get you a great Romeo tattoo as your wedding gift."

Raymundo did not say, Deenar was still standing by the man's side before patting Raymundo on the shoulder slowly, deciding to leave.

Raymundo just kept staring at the tomb wet by the heavy rain. Bellova couldn't bear to see her, stepping over to her husband.

"Helena won't wake up how hard you want your sister back!" tegur Bellova was irritated.

"Go, Bellova. I'll be here any minute."

"I'll accompany you."

Bellova scrunched up the umbrella, stood by Raymundo Alvaro's side let the rain wet her.

"I'm sorry for all the sadness you've been through. I'm just trying to protect my brother."

There's no response.

"Don't torture yourself, please!"

Raymundo finally sultry, turned around to hold Bellova's arm and took Bellova to the car.

The mood of mourning is still ongoing. Driving in silence. Bellova spoke up.

"I'm sorry, if because of me Helena suffered."

Still without authorization. Bellova knew that her own heart was deeply wounded but she did not give up easily, no, much less they were married. Raymundo Alvaro is a mess and she just wants to be with her husband in luck and misfortune.

"Are you okay?" Bellova did not understand why she asked. The man's neck was reddened as well as the back of the hand as if it had been whipped. Rain grains quickly branded Raymundo.

"If Belliza dies, will you be okay?"

Bellova groaned increasingly with heartache.

"Stop pinning me down. God, I don't understand why someone died and I'm being blamed. I haven't been looking for Helena for two years to retaliate because my twin sister is dying and dying. I just kept quiet even though Helena was having an affair with Oskan in front of my eyes! Oskan bought Helena a nice house, Oskan was loyal to Helena's side while my sister was suffering, I still did not take her sins. I didn't hurt Helena that night."

"Stop talking ...."

"Helena fell while fighting." Bellova so explosive, hold the head pain also began to cold.

"Stop talking about Helena and yourself that night! I don't want to hear, Bellova!"

There was only resentment on Raymundo's face at Bellova's words. They arrived in front of the mansion.

"Come, Bellova!"

"No."

"Come down!"

"Where are you going? Please don't do this to me!" pinta Bellova felt very sad because she was heart-wrenching to the very strange Raymundo Alvaro. "We can listen to what you want and ...."

"Come, Bellova!"

"No, let's talk!"

"I don't want to talk!"

"Why can't you talk?"

"Bellova, come down before my patience runs out." Raymundo turned around, looking at Bellova with a cold gaze that could freeze the bones. Bellova try to be patient.

"I know you're hurt, let me be with you!" pinta Bellova slowly, lower self-esteem in order to reach Raymundo. The man was devastated but did not want to be helped.

"Stop talking nonsense, come down!"

Staring at Raymundo Alvaro, between love and hate, Bellova held her breath stuck at the end of her throat. Get out of the car and watch the car go. Crying because she had been holding him all day, Bellova was very, very angry. Even after her death, Helena could still create their suffering.

"What's our fault with you?" Bellova looked up at the dark clouds, wanting to hate Helena.

The familiar car came, Oskan Devano's car. The glass is lowered and Cheryl's hands are waved. Bellova slightly twisted her body and wiped away the tears.

"Mommy?" reprimand Cheryl.

"Chery?! Why are you here?" bellova asked and then felt stupid. The whole family was gathered at Anthony's residence.

"Wasn't Cheryl with Belliza earlier?" bellova asked Oskan.

"Cheryl wants to see you! Want to go to the park? You might be calmer." Oskan spoke hesitantly.

"No, Oskan. I'm going in! Go Cheryl!"

"Oh no, Mommy. I can't bother Mommy and Uncle Ray. I'll be with Daddy today. Bye Mommy!"

"Eh?! You can play with your great-grandmother inside."

"No, Mommy. I'll be with Daddy! We stopped by because Daddy was worried about you." Cheryl was too innocent to be allied with to lie. Or Cheryl wasn't very good at memorizing plays.

"Listen Oskan! I thank you for your attention! I hope you don't use Cheryl for your personal gain!"

"Don't get me wrong, do you think I dared to bother you after you married Raymundo Alvaro?" Oskan.

"I don't care what's on your mind! Just stay away from me, don't mind me!"

"We're leaving" said Oskan, before Cheryl asked more and more. Bellova had not had a chance to nod as she began sneezing and accidentally turned to the outskirts, vomiting there. He doesn't eat all day. Something inside her stomach was burning hot.

"Love?!" Oskan open the car door. "Wait for Daddy, Cheryl!" Run on Bellova and hold Bellova. "You have a fever."

"Take me off!"

"Belloa?"

"Please go, Oskan!"

However, Oskan held it tight.

"Cheryl, let's go down and we'll take Mommy inside!" Oskan called Cheryl and gave her a compliment when Cheryl got out of the car without help.

Bellova raised her face, found Raymundo Alvaro staring at her from afar, as Bellova pushed Oskan away but Oskan was too strong to hold her. Bellova did not expect her husband to return. But now bad things will happen. Guess Bellova.

"Listen, just let your husband get angry! It's about humanity! Do you think I'll just shut up when I see you're almost down?" Oskan said riled up. "He shouldn't have left you just because of his unstable emotions."

Bellova stroked her increasingly dizzy head. Cynics to Oskan. Maybe this guy banged on Helena to get acute amnesia. Or maybe Helena's incantations were carried away in a coffin, Oskan is getting sane now.

"You're worse than him, Oskan. Did you just get a concussion? You're suddenly good after hurting us for years?"

"I'm sorry!"

Raymundo turned around and went into the car. Unexpectedly, maybe a bad mood needs special attention.

"I thought he would gore me and cut my forehead in four pieces!" oskan taunts as Raymundo's car leaves after a long squeak.

"Take your day well again" Bellova sighed repeatedly, wanting to chase but only resigned to fate. What will be his life?

Oh my God, please save me.

Go inside and everyone is concerned about the situation. Bellinda stood up and went to Bellova.

"Is sister okay?" Looking at Oskan up below. "Keep your hands off her! It's so disgusting to see you touch Bellova!" Bellinda pushed Oskan away.

"What's wrong with you guys? I helped her because she almost fell!"

"Go through the same door as you enter!" Support Bellova. Talk as if he were the host.

When Oskan did not also stay away, Bellinda deliberately used taper heels to step on Oskan's feet rather strongly.

"Ooh, sh****. What's wrong with you?" erang Oskan held back his painful legs.

Bellinda led Bellova to a seat. Queena fed him a little warm rice and soup and gave him medicine.

Bellova then headed to the bedroom, changed clothes and felt her body shivering. Falling asleep hoping that by morning everything will improve.

Unfortunately, in the middle of the night he woke up. Groping the empty bed, the man had not returned. Panicked, he grabbed his cell phone, started calling. Unanswered.

Call again.

Across the street, Raymond looked at the attic ceiling and Deenar had just finished painting Hakuna Matata on his kidney. Ignore incoming calls.

"Your skin is very sensitive, Romeo. Could it be swelling up in the tattoo?"

"Just do it?"

"Should I apply an allergy-relieving cream?"

"No, I've swallowed an anti-allergy drug!"

Cell phone's ringing.

"Your wife keeps calling."

"Thank you!"

"No! Your wife could have misunderstood me!"

"Let's just!"

Raymundo dislikes Oskan touching Bellova and the woman accidentally leaves Oskan nearby. He witnessed it because he accidentally saw Oskan's car heading to Anthony's residence. How the jerk hugged Bellova while her sister's grave was still wet. Wanting to crush Oskan to drown in the asphalt, but he was really angry at his condition.

The phone rings again.

"The answer is!"

"No, unless you tell me, what makes you so mad at him?" Deenar. "Women aren't always stoic against heartless men. When he leaves, you may regret it. Did you not learn anything from Mr. Owl and Mr. Piglet?"

"He's not going anywhere! I married her this morning."

"I envy her."

"You're luckier."

The phone kept ringing.

"What should I say?" deenar asked distractedly at the call repeatedly.

Without removing the gloves, Deenar picked up the phone.

"Hello? Are you all right?" bellova asked uneasily.

"Hi, it's me, D. Friends Romeo .., I mean ..., friends of Mr. Alvaro."

"Hi D. .., is she okay?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"All right."

"Do you want to talk to him?"

Silent moment.

"No, I just want to know how things are going" Bellova replied.

"Don't worry, he's been taking allergy medicine as usual."

"Will he stay there?"

Deenar keep cell phones.

"Are you going to stay here?"

Raymundo did not answer.

"I'll make sure he gets home! Please don't worry!"

"No," bellova's bell. "It's okay if he can get rid of the sadness in your place. I'd be very grateful."

Deenar narrowed at Raymundo, tilting her lips.

"All right! We're just making a very simple tattoo to cheer him up."

"Is that so? All righty! He hasn't eaten since morning, D."

"I'll take care of it! Don'tdon't worry. And will tell him to go home."

Cellphone turned off.

"What did you do to him? Look, go after this and come back home. Wife's scared. Aren't you outrageous?"

"Solve the other side!"

While Bellova, sitting in bed, overcome her own emotions. Leaning on the garden door, the nelangsa herself. The question remains, what will happen to her marriage?

Back to bed, crying. Then get into the dressing room. Taking one of her husband's shirts, she decided to go to the studio and make a shirt for Raymundo. If not, he would go crazy. Not bothering his family with his problems. At 10 p.m., he was out of the house.

"Mrs, where do you go these nights?" ask one of the guards.

"I have to take care of something!"

"Someone will deliver you!"

"No, I've booked a taxi."

"No, Mistress. It's too late to travel alone."

Waiting outside the gate when the taxi arrives. Bellova gets into a taxi, ignore the housekeeper.

The bodyguard took a picture of the taxi plate and sent it to Raymundo Alvaro.

"Where is your goal?" ask the taxi driver.

"Belliza Studio," replied Bellova quietly, gazing out at the streets and city lights. Belliza sent us a wedding photo this afternoon. In the dim of her fragile heart was crying.

"Did your head stop hurting?" ask the taxi driver for attention.

"Yes, a little." Bellova was surprised. "Where do you know that I'm having a headache?"

"Hi, Juliet! Please don't cry."

"Juliet?"

Bellova glared at the taxi driver who was wearing a hat and a jacket as well as a mask. Just realized that the taxi driver's appearance is very strange.

"Who are you?" bellova asked dumbfounded.

Something invisible came out of the AC holes.

"Rest Juliet. You'll wake up and everything will be so beautiful later."

"Who are you?"

Bellova faintly saw an unfamiliar look, a young man smiling gently and warmly at her as the taxi driver opened the mask and hat.

"Just someone who likes to make Romeo hot and sultry."

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Wait for me! This is a nyicil nulis in the hotel overnight after 8 hours of travel in a junkyard bus to Labuhan Bajo, adrift at the curve of the trans Flores street, until my waist hotel it feels like it has moved course, he said, can't sleep so it's written. Continue again this morning at Komodo airport before boarding a plane to Denpasar.

Imagine the propeller of a spinning plane hitting a bird in flight even though there could be no bird flying at 1600 feet, first beating me. His name is also the author of my imagination so excessive. My husband got upset because I suddenly had a memory. Oh My God 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣.

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