Don't Blame the Destiny

Chapter 150 (Birth)

Beeve, who could not stand his condition, went up to the bed crying.

“Sick..., it hurts so much, anyone help me!!! Akhh! Oh my God, what do I do now?!” Beeve, who knows nothing about childbirth, is at a loss as to what to do.

He also started stroking his stomach, “Honey, calm down, mom is in so much pain, akhh!!” In the midst of the suffering Beeve felt, he remembers watching videos of mothers giving birth in Yutub with Arinda.

He began to prepare with the capital of his past memories. Beeve lowered his pants, then held tightly to the back of the bed made of real teak wood, then he bent his knees.

“Blow!!! Inflatable! Huuuhh... huuuhh...., akh!! Sicker!!” Beeve kept trying to push, but the baby didn't come down either.

He was crying so much, his breathing was boring, his waist seemed to break, “Nak, come out baby.” Beeve was really confused as to how. Because in the video he watched the mother was so easy to give birth to her child.

“Mother... Pain, mother...!!” Beeve cried while calling his late mother. Sweat Beeve also poured, his face was more pale, he continued to push as hard as he could but never succeed.

The pain he felt was more intense, “Umm... um... huuuh.... huuuh...., oh God, this is how to get out?!! Mas Andri..., huahh..., help me, hiks...., hurt mas!!” Beeve roared in his room alone, down as there was no one next to him as he struggled to bear children.

“Will I die if I don't give birth? No, no, we must be safe with son, let's go quickly out help mama nak.” Beeve kept asking for cooperation on the child who was still in his stomach.

Because the sleep did not succeed in removing the baby for 3 hours, Beeve took the initiative to try a new position, namely by crouching holding the back of the bed.

“Uhh...!! Ohhh...!! Huoh... Bismilbornrahmanirrahim akhh!!” after going through a long process for 5 hours, Beeve finally managed to give birth to his son safely.

Oek..oek..

The cry of a beautiful baby girl bathed in the blood of the puerperal Beeve was born into the world.

Beeve who had run out of energy was not strong enough to hold the baby again

Slowly she laid her body on the bed, her eyes so soft, then she glanced at her baby who was still crying with a trembling body.

Tears also dripped because touched, “I think I will not survive,” murmured Beeve.

He hugged his son on a bed full of blood.

“Next what else should I do?” beeve's eyes were fixed on Ari-ari's daughter.

“Oh yes, I have to cut it.” Beeve took off his arms from his daughter, then slowly got off the bed to the dresser to pick up the scissors.

Just a moment he stood up, his body suddenly collapsed to the floor, he was really lacking in energy at that time, but for the sake of the baby, Beeve continued to struggle towards the dressing table even though by crawling.

After getting the scissors, Beeve returned the basket by crawling again.

Arinda turned out to install a cctv camera in Beeve's room, he saw clearly from start to finish, the Beeve process gave birth so miserably.

“Poor deh, just know what pain is like? Giving birth without anyone accompanying, because you and your child survived, I will give you another punishment.” Arinda, angry at Beeve's luck, decides not to open the door to the poor woman's room for the next few days.

While Beeve who managed to cut the ari-ari his son was relieved. But the job is not done yet, because the baby is still very dirty.

“You need to shower nak.” Beeve, who was afraid that his son would fall if he forced himself to take him to the bathroom, decided to wipe his tiny baby's body with the blankets that were still clean.

His heart was very sad, because the baby was born where it should not be.

“Absolute cruelty to your game Arinda, the thing that's got a problem is the two of us, but you're involving my innocent baby, just be careful, if I get out of here, if I get out of here, you will not be forgiven from me, and if until my baby why do I bury you alive.” Beeve was very angry, but he could do nothing, unfortunately, the baby clothes were not in his room, because they had been stored in the special room of his little daughter.

Not to mention the baby suddenly crying, oek.... oek..!!!

The loud voice of the baby made Beeve panic.

She immediately wrapped her daughter's body in her silk-soft dress. He who had no energy suddenly became unconscious, while his son still continued to cry.

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Andri who just finished wearing his formal clothes intends to call his wife.

“He again what now? Have you slept?” Andri also glanced at the clock on his phone which showed at 07:50 am.

“Means in Indonesia now at 20:52,” murmured Andri. He misses the number of Beeve.

Tutt's. tut...

“Hem? How not to connect? Is the phone dead? Or the sim card has a grace period?” Andri, who did not want to think negatively, decided to contact Beeve after he returned to work.

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Oek. oek. his cry made Beeve aware of his stupor.

“Yes God, how long have you been crying son?” Beeve glanced towards the princess whose mouth was gaping like looking for food.

Is he hungry, huh? inner Beeve.

Beeve shifted his body towards the baby, then he unbuttoned his top shirt, and gave breast milk to his daughter.

“Sst!! Ouch, pain!” chirps Beeve, his wrong position in giving breast milk makes him feel pain at the end of the hill.

“Kok different the taste, in the case that Andri mas who do not taste like this.” murmured Beeve who was first breastfeeding.

Long enough Beeve gave the baby breast milk, until finally the baby stopped, not because of sleeping, but because crying again.

“Darling, what's up, son? What else is lacking? Mom is not good, baby?? Come on baby drink again, it's still a lot dear.” Beeve persuaded his daughter, but the princess would no longer breastfeed.

“Son, don't cry, mama don't know what you want?! Hiks..” because the baby never stopped crying, Beeve also joined in crying, because he did not know what his son wanted.

2 Hours had passed, his daughter was still crying, and so was Beeve.

Arinda who was still monitoring from her phone laughed out loud.

“Hahaha, taste! Nice mom! You stupid Beeve, your son is crying from the cold, not from hunger, but also the baby in the love of a thin dress so, hahaha, but nothing, quite interesting to make on watch.” Arinda was very pleased with Beeve's suffering.

“This is not how Bee, I will take your child, so that you are as stressed as me, but I hope, you will enter the mental hospital, hahaha!!”

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