Marrying a Cruel Man

Episode 53

Dimas initially refused to wear a birthday hat but because Bela he could not refuse.

"Tell me what you want first."

"I want to be your girlfriend."

Bela was silent for a moment, Dimas blew the candle Bela smiled.

Bela asks Dimas to cut her cake and feed Dimas first.

"It's for the Father." Bela gave a box that was not too big.

"What'sthis? I don't want any gifts."

"I know my gift is not so good and I also know that you can buy whatever you want, but this gift I made myself" said Bela.

Hearing that Dimas was very curious he checked her, and it turned out that the contents were knit dolls made exactly like himself and his female partner who was so similar to Bela.

"I know it's not good, if you don't like it doesn't need to be stored," said Bela wanted to take it again but suddenly Dimas hugged her while crying.

"Sir!! sir!!"

"Thank you Bela." said Dimas.

"Brother why cry?" ask Bela to see Dimas's cheeks are wet.

"I really like it" Dimas said.

Bela smile.

"This is the father, and this is me. If you miss me everywhere you can hold this doll."

Dimas smiled hearing that.

"You're not going anywhere, you're not leaving me."

"I know I'm home, but I know that you always miss me when you're at the office."

Dimas blushed in shame.

"here." Bela invites Dimas before her to open her hat, and puts the Gifts and cakes on the table.

"Where?" ask Dimas.

"Just come along."

They walked towards the table that was lit by the Candle and filled with food.

"Tara!" Bela pointed her cooking to Dimas.

"Wait for you to know where my favorite food is? since when did you buy this from that restaurant?" ask Dimas.

"His son said I bought it, I cooked it myself."

"It's impossible." said Dimas.

"Huff you don't believe me?"

Dimas shook his head.

"Then you try it first, this is a special cook for your birthday.

Dimas saw the alcoholic drink at the dinner table.

"You're like a couple preparing dinner."

"Just take it that way" Bela said.

Dimas tasting Bela cuisine.

"Hows it? Is delicious?" ask Bela.

Dimas nodded his smile very happily.

Dimas saw that he was also very happy.

After finishing eating Bela invited Dimas to sit on the balcony while enjoying the alcohol.

"You deliberately look like this?" tanya Dimas who from earlier could not turn his eyes away from the appearance of Bela.

"Devil yah?" ask Bela directly.

"It's so pretty, it fits you so well and you remember me to someone."

"That must be Vivi."

Dimas shook his head.

"That's my mother, when she was young very much like you."

"Do you know the last time I celebrated my birthday?" ask Dimas.

Bela shook his head.

"When I was 15 years old my parents promised to celebrate birthdays together, but it turns out they lied because at that time they did not come" said Dimas.

"Where are they?" ask Bela.

"They were killed by someone else on the way home."

Bela was silent right away she looked at Dimas.

"I'm sorry sir, I don't know."

Dimas shook his head and lowered his gaze.

"I will not let the man who killed my parents die on my birthday until I have had so much suffering for years" Dimas said.

Dimas looked at Bela.

"But lately I've been worried about my decision, I'm afraid because of my grudge, my loved ones are going away for the second time."

Bela does not understand, but he does not want to ask because seeing Dimas' eyes full of hatred and sadness, Bela can feel what Dimas feels.

Bela carried Dimas' hand and grasped it very tightly.

"Sooner or later the killer will get, you don't have to be afraid" said Bela.

Bela embraced Dimas.

"If you had known Bela, your father would have killed both my parents, but because of you I could not continue this search anymore." said Dimas.

Dimas returned Bela's embrace.

"Thank you so much for me Bela" said Dimas.

"By the way, why is the house so quiet? Guards and security are not there" Dimas said.

"Humm about that..."

"Where are they? Did they leave you alone at home?"

"Don't you make the rules on the night of these 17 houses should be in the house right?"

"Don't tell me all this Serli told you?"

Bela nodded.

"I want to do something for you, I want to make you happy."

"But you don't have to bother like this, having you here already makes me happy" Dimas said.

Bela blushed in embarrassment again as she drank while enjoying the view of the sky at night.

Bela the more she drank the more she talked making Dimas very anxious with her.

Dimas saw that Bela was already lying drunk, while he was still conscious.

"Well, Dad, I miss you so much" Dimas said.

Dimas brings Bela into the room, before going to bed Dimas opens a closet that is only open once a year.

He took out a music box, a photo of his baby and a photo of his parents.

Dimas turned on the music box.

Mama and her papah birthday gifts before they died.

The sound of music coming from inside made Dimas cry.

Bela woke up hearing the sound of music. Her head was very sore but she tried to sit down to see Dimas crying.

Bela took a long breath.

"Huff, although he sometimes annoyed, but when he was sad, I also did not have the heart to see him" said Bela in her heart.

Dimas unconscious Bela wake up.

"I built you, right? I'll turn off the music."

"No, the music is good. I became the keinget of childhood sir." said Bela with a smile.

Long enough Dimas sat there after that he kept his back and went straight to sleep.

"I will sleep on the sofa" Bela said in a very limp voice, but in reality she did not move but climbed into the mattress hugging a bolster pillow and slept.

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