Arbella: My Perfect Wife

Arbella: My Perfect Wife
S2 | Prologue



My sequel continued here also yu guys🤗


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The cold weather in New York City which is covered by dark clouds makes some activities carried out indoors. The road that used to be a place to pass by public vehicles began to be quiet. Some people still seem to be passing by. There were also some hikers in a hurry.


When everyone is busy with his activities, in a large bridge known as Manhattan Bridge, a girl wearing a thick hairy coat with long hair was free to unravel to her middle back staring blankly at the rushing river below.


The girl stood outside the guardrail with her hands holding her body back from falling. There was no clear expression on her sweet face. The eyes were empty as if there was no passion for life.


Slowly the lentic fingers began to remove the link at the edge of the barrier. A little more the tiny body will fall and be carried away by the current. But before it happened, the girl felt something touch her shoulder.


"Most people think dying is the best way. But it's actually the dumbest thing ever done."


The girl knew his voice. Very familiar to him who often heard and watched.


"If suicide is innocent, I may have done it a long time ago" the voice continued.


The girl was stunned. He then tightened his hand grip that was almost released with his heart pounding.


"Mrs. Ramona ...," he muttered in disbelief as he confirmed his conjecture was correct.


Qiara Arabelle, who doesn't know her? Queen of all business. The woman with the look of a goddess and her perfection that seemed to be without gaps. Although he was no longer young, his face was still able to deceive the many gazing eyes.


"Repair your position, unless you want to meet God sooner. That's if we meet." His tongue is still functioning well.


Bella helps the young girl through the barrier, then takes her to sit on the sidewalk.


The girl tightened her coat, occasionally glancing at Bella who was sitting next to her. He couldn't believe a woman like Bella would sit by the roadside like she does now. Now he saw for himself how amazing that woman was.


"What's your name? And how old are you?"


"Hm ... Milla's. I'm 19 years old" he replied slowly.


"Then take a break, then come back with the best version of yourself."


The look they meet. Milla felt a cool feeling as she looked at him. This is the mother of the man she likes. He has not tried, just met already made him give up first.


How do you become like him?


"My presence is unwanted. Should I still be there?" Milla didn't know why she said that. She is a closed girl who does not tell stories easily.


"That's life. Not everyone will accept us."


Milla's down inside. His life is not that easy for him to go through. Many times Milla tried to survive, but at times she felt desperate.


Unknowingly a clear melt flowed out from the corner of his eye. Bella realized that. Guess the life of this girl is pretty heavy. Tears that come out without being asked are enough to show the condition of Milla.


"I've been living my own life since I was 16. When I was in college I didn't have any friends because of my cold nature. My life wasn't so lucky now. Try to hold on a little more. We don't know what luck lies ahead. "


"Jumping off the bridge is not the path you should have chosen. Are you sure you'll be better off after you die? God hates those who kill themselves."


"I know," she's low-key.


Bella smiled thinly. He grabbed Milla's coat cover, covering the head of the girl who looked up at him. Bella also grabbed the collar of her open coat.


"You're my son's age. It's only been a year different. Enjoy your youth before you miss it. A lot of people want to come back at a time like this. Face your problems, not run." Gently stroked Milla's head.


Bella then touches Milla's eyelids. "Close your eyes from things that don't need to be seen. Cover your ears of things you don't need to hear. And these lips ... Keep smiling until your forced smile turns into a smile of happiness." Bella touched one eye and the lips of Milla.


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Hello gaess ... As you requested, I've made a sequel to the story of Bella and Alex. After all this time I finally dared to up this story.


Maybe the story is not in line with your expectations later. But every writer has his own way of thinking. I want to try something new from the story I made.


I hope you like it (e)