Buried Love's
The Part 87
If Arsen and Bellinda's first marriage took place in the Finnish city of Helsinki, for the second is no longer there. The city of Amsterdam, the birthplace of Bellinda is also Colvert, the two have Dutch citizenship status. This time Arsen who chose to give up because he really wanted the marriage.
Don't want to delay too long because Arsen is afraid that everyone will change their minds. So, after getting the blessing, he immediately took care of the necessary documents from his home country.
Since morning, Arsen was very excited and ready at the location that will be used as the place of the sacrament of marriage with Bellinda. Accompanied by three friends and parents.
Looking forward to the arrival of Bellinda and her family outside, Arsen and her three friends stand not far from the entrance of a church building that is so thick with European ornaments.
“Are you sure you want to marry your own jam?” ask Madhiaz. Think of it as a pleasantries so as not to be too quiet.
“If not sure, where might I fight until this second,” explained Arsen while putting both hands in the pocket. He was hiding a sense of nervousness and fear because it was approaching the time but the Bellinda family was not yet seen.
Madhiaz, Eduardo, and Pierre threw gazes at each other. It seems that the spices that have been prepared at that time will be used as well.
“You have prepared ammunition?” Eduardo moved his chin towards Madhiaz.
“Sure, must not forget. He also had to feel what I felt first.” The man with three children put his hand in his pocket as a sign that it was in there.
“Quiet, I also bring,” added Pierre while taking out some sauce and soy sauce sacs.
Arsen was just shaking his head. Maybe he's resigned if dubbed his own spit sycophant by his friends.
Shortly thereafter, two luxury cars entered the churchyard. Arsen approached immediately when the vehicle stopped.
The widower, impatiently interrupting his ex-wife, opened the door for Bellinda. He reached out his hand, helping the woman to come out.
A pair of Arsen's eyes were stunned by the appearance of his ex and his future wife. “You look very pretty.” The compliments came out honestly. Although the dress worn is not tight and sexy, but the aura of a bride has radiated like a ray. What else the face with a thin makeup wrap adds to the figure of Bellinda increasingly look fresher.
“You are also handsome.” Bellinda applauded back as she wrapped her arms around Arsen.
The two brides entered the church. The whole family including the Colvert had already preceded and occupied the front seats.
Arsen and Bellinda walked to the altar. There are no fancy weddings, enough family and friends to come witness. If in the past they were bound by civil or state so that it could be easy to do the divorce process, then for now Arsen chose a more sacred again so as not to be divorced. Maybe that's how the widower tied his widow up to live forever together.
It is so solemn when the bride and groom make each other's promises in the name of the Lord. It was later confirmed by a priest that from this moment on Arsen Alka and Bellinda Baldwig were husband and wife.
After completing the signing of the wedding documents, the newlyweds step down from the altar and walk over to their families and relatives. Both got congratulations.
Suddenly, Arsen is embraced by his three friends. “Ready?”
Indeed it was resigned, Arsen immediately opened his mouth without any coercion.
Colvert who saw also became curious. “Whatever, Uncle?”
“Your Daddy will lick his own spit, Boy,” Pierre said bluntly.
“Ih .. slovenly,” chirps Colvert with his disgusted face.
“Not spit that has been thrown away and licked. But ...” Eduardo held Colvert and gave him one small plastic pepper. “Enter this into your daddy's mouth. We both season his saliva so that when swallowed there is a taste, not tasteless.”
Colvert nodded. It seems that the boy began to be invited to compromise by the three friends of the Daddy. “Oke.”
“Come, my mouth is already achy gaping,” said Arsen. No problem his son also followed, after all Colvert looks happy.
Simultaneously, Madhiaz, Eduardo, Pierre, and Colvert poured the kitchen spices in each hand into Arsen's mouth.
“Welcome to lick your own spit, widower no longer.” The words come from Madhiaz, Eduardo, and Pierre. They hugged each other, really looking how the friendship of the four men.
Arsen who tried hard to swallow various mixed feelings in the mouth was only able to pat his friends back. The tongue feels ungodly. There's salty, savory, sweet, spicy. It seems that the seasoning given to him is much varied compared to when Madhiaz first.
Bellinda and the parents could only shake their heads to see the behavior of the adult men and one boy who also followed. The bride took a bottle of mineral water that was deliberately brought as a provision in case Colvert was thirsty.
Seeing the man who was married twice it seemed difficult, Bellinda also thrust the bottle. “Drink first.”
Arsen received and immediately sipped so that it could help pour out various flavors that made his throat unpleasant. “Thanks, fortunately my wife is very understanding.” He embraces Bellinda affectionately, and anchors the kiss at the woman's temple.
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