Buried Love's
Part 62's

Now there are Mr. Baldwig and Arsen in the back garden. Mr. Dane is going to the toilet. The atmosphere became quiet because the dudo was confused as to what he wanted to talk about. He is not good at making small talk or opening topics that are not too important. Be since three minutes passed just a gust of wind as a companion and as if mocking Arsen for not letting out a sound.

“I apologize for the behavior of my wife who has been gossiping you in front of everyone,” said Mr. Baldwig after he felt sorry to see a former daughter-in-law who had been like a confusion since.

Arsen. He forgot one thing he had never done. Apologize to Bellinda's parents for destroying the trust they once gave. Being too nervous makes him lose his ability to speak.

“I should have said sorry. Everything that was said was true, I was that bad, that bad, and that long. So, it's not your wife's fault she's hurt.” Arsen smiled awkwardly. He was utterly ashamed of being treated like a human by Mr. Baldwig, not to be seen as his fault in the least.

“While it is wrong, but it is not appropriate that you be treated as before. Anyway, it's all over. I also understand why you chose to part with Bellinda, rather than survive.” Mr. Baldwig patted his ex-daughter-in-law's shoulder as if to tell him he didn't think the same way as his wife. “It is not easy to open your heart, what else is your marriage and my daughter is not based on love.”

Arsen lowered his head as his eyes closed. His heart was getting squeezed because finally someone understood how he felt first. Maybe because they were both men, so could see from the same point of view. “But, now I'm sorry, and want to come back again with your daughter.” He looked up and looked at the former in-laws with a wistful look. “Do you hunt, I don't know myself?”

“I love him. But, I'm self-aware that's not good enough for Bellinda. Meanwhile, now there is a man who can make your daughter not feel the pain of heartbreak like when I was with me.” Arsen gazed towards the terrace of the building where there were Colvert, Bellinda, and Steven standing there. The three men were laughing and watching their son play a drone. It seemed like it was a gift that had been touched on before Colvert passed away with Steven.

Mr. Baldwig was able to catch a sad stroke on Arsen's face, then switch to follow where the man looked. Now he knew what made the look in his former daughter-in-law turn sad. “What made you change your mind after so many years? My granddaughter?”

“Initially yes because of Colvert. But, it turns out that the more I feel and the closer to Bellinda, your daughter is amazing.” Arsen stopped paying attention to three people who were very fun and seemed like a happy family. Suitable if united. “I'll be self-aware, Bellinda is not mine anymore. And long before my arrival after the divorce, she had already buried all the love I had ever neglected. Maybe, I should stop here.”

Mr. Baldwig's hands were outstretched and gave a massage on Arsen's shoulders. He clearly caught the deep regret of every tone of voice issued, facial mimic, and body gesture. “Forward or backward, it's up to you. I will not interfere in my son's love affairs. But, one thing, I just expect my daughter and granddaughter to be happy, whether with whoever it is.” He then laid down the remaining coffee a little, and stood up as the day began to night. “If you intend to fight for Bellinda, maybe what needs to be faced is her mommy.”