Don't Blame the Destiny

Chapter 151 (Mandi)

At 00:15, Beeve and his son were still both crying, and he felt the cold night air coming down from the bed to pick up an extra blanket. He who has enough energy walks slowly towards the closet.

After the blanket was taken, Beeve returned to bed.

“Cold shell anyway,” murmured Beeve.

Then he also enveloped his son, slowly the cry of the little baby was reduced, until it fell silent sweet.

Beeve realized that his son had been crying for several hours because of the cold.

“Yes Allah, I am really stupid anyway, if you know he is cold I must have quickly covered.” Beeve, who wanted his son warm, returned to the closet to pick up his plain rectangular hijab.

“This material is soft, definitely fits on his skin.” muttered Beeve, not forgetting he brought some clothes and pants instead of clean, so he did not go back and forth to the closet.

Then Beeve returned to the bed, and gently wrapped his little baby's head, so as not to catch a cold.

“Pity you son, all your stuff is in your room, you should have worn a new shirt, a new hat, your body scent should also look like another baby, which is wrapped in warm telon oil, he said, but.. hiks. forgive mom, if now you smell fishy, hiks...” Beeve wept lamenting the fate of his poor daughter.

“Mama failed to keep you dear, forgive mama.” Beeve continued to apologize to his daughter, which made him even more anxious, his blood continued to flow, while he did not have a stock of pads in his room, as a result of the bed they slept on was getting flushed.

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Andri who had just left the meeting from the office again dialed Beeve's number, but unfortunately, the wife's number has not been active, all her social media accounts are not online.

“Why isn't he active anyway? From this morning he didn't turn on his phone?” andri gumam. The worried man called Arinda.

📲 “Halo Nda,” Andri.

📲 “Iya mas? Tumben called?” Arindas.

📲 “Iya, sorry to be able to tell, are you healthy?” Andry.

📲 “Alhamdulillah, already meningan mas,” Arinda.

📲 “Thank God then, oh yes, do you know where Beeve is?” Andry.

📲 “Beeve?” Arindas.

Arinda who wants to make Andri angry also made a false story about honey.

📲 “She from yesterday went from the mas house, and until now still has not come home too,” Arinda.

📲 “Hah? Are you serious, Nda? Where the hell could Beeve go?” Andry.

📲 “She has indeed gone mas, she also brought her suitcase, when I asked her where she was going, she said it was none of my business,” Arinda.

📲 “You can't joke Nda, there's no way she's leaving the house, what's more with the strict supervision of the guards who guard the house, I've advised, so that Beeve can't get out of the yard,”

Andry.

Can dong mas, the security guards you work for have changed all new security guards, Inner Arinda.

📲 “Yeah my goodness, you think I lied? If you don't believe me, why don't you just call him? Why should I ask you? You are upsetting me! Suddenly called just to ask where she was to me whose status was your wife too, while I was away without any news, don't you call me just to ask about him!” Arindas.

Arinda closed the call from Andri, “That you remember only him, him and him! What good is that Beeve?! Hope you're long in Mexico! In order for me to freely torture Beeve, once I am satisfied, I will throw it away as far as possible! Hahaha.” Arinda who had devised many plans felt impatient to execute them.

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“No way if he leaves, let me ask the security chief.” Andri also tried to dial the contact of the head of his security guard, the status rang but never lifted, even though Andri had repeatedly dibialnya.

“What is this?” Andri was confused because usually the head of the security guard did not pick up his phone.

Want to call the Art, unfortunately Andri did not have any contact with them.

“Alright, I will send Arman alone to the house,” muttered Andri.

Without lingering, Andri also memdial the contact of his best friend.

📲 “Halo Man,” Andri.

📲 “Iya Ndri, what is there to do? I'm busy,” Arman.

📲 “I want to ask for help, to see Beeve to home,” Andri.

📲 “Hah? What's not wrong? Your domestic affairs I intervened too?” Armani.

📲 “If it's not urgent, I won't ask for help,” Andri.

📲 “What's wrong with Beeve?” Armani.

📲 “Say Arinda, Beeve ran away from home, but I don't think I've contacted the head of the security guard at home, but never picked up,” Andri.

📲 “Alright, tomorrow after coming home from office, I go straight to your house,” Arman.

📲 “Thanks a lot Man,” Andri.

📲 “Sama-sama,” Arman.

After the phone call was cut off, Andri felt a little relieved, there was at least someone he could rely on to monitor Beeve's whereabouts.

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In the morning, the newly awakened Beeve felt very nervous, because from yesterday afternoon he did not eat. Beeve went from the bed to the door.

Geck! tok tok!!

“Please open the door!! Desi!!! Zasky!! Please open!! I'm hungry!! The arinda! Pl-please... I'm hungry.” Beeve kept knocking on the door, but no one was willing to help him.

Beeve asked to open the door for a long time, until he felt tired, because there was no other choice, eventually Beeve moved to the dispenser.

Glucose glucoses!!

He filled his stomach with water to stifle his hunger.

After that, he went to the bathroom to clean himself, finished bathing Beeve carried his daughter to the sink, and closed the sink hole, so that the water pooled, because the water temperature was still cold, because the water was still cold, Beeve takes hot water from the dispenser to mix it into the cold water that is in the sink.

“Honey, we shower ya.” Beeve opened her baby dressing gown, then gently placed her baby's body over the sink.

Oek. oek... oek.., little baby Beeve cried when he first met the water.

“Kok cry dear?? Don't cry yes, the girl must often take a bath dear, let it be beautiful, okay.” Beeve bathed his daughter in the liquid soap she used daily.

When she finished, Beeve wrapped her daughter back in her clean dress. Next, he gave love to the baby.

Beeve also stared fixedly at the face of the baby, “Your face, very similar to Cristian, why not look like mama anyway dear.” Beeve who said that made his heart cry.

“Hey baby, did mama say wrong to you?” Beeve again gave breast milk to his baby.

You can defend him, in that he never cared about you, my dear Beeve.

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