Don't Blame the Destiny

Chapter 155 (By the Fruit of the Heart)

Beeve also departed by taking an online taxi transportation.

Where am I going now? My money isn't enough, Inner Beeve.

He who was pensive on the ojek also remembered the Emir.

Geez, it's stupid of me, why don't I think of Emir anyway, Inner Beeve.

“Pak, sir, stop for a while,” pinta Beeve on the driver.

“Good neng,” sahut the driver.

“Pak, I can use my phone for a while ?” beeve asked the driver of his online motorcycle taxi.

“Bby neng.” said the driver while handing over his phone.

“Enhanced sir.” Beeve, who did not memorize the Emir's contact number, decided to make a video call through Insta*ram, but unfortunately the Emir set up his account can only be on the phone by people who follow each other with him.

Because it did not work, Beeve also sent a text message on Insta*ram Emir account, as well as a comment spam on the latest Emir photo endorse that read.

This is Beeve, please open your inbox.

Emir who was in the middle of a photo shoot ad session also left his phone to the manager, immediately with that comment that Beeve sent overwritten by thousands of comments from other Emir fans, he said, so did the message Beeve sent.

“Neng, the phone is still a long time? You want to use this, and neng want to get here, or in between until the destination?”

“Ah, yes sir?” Beeve realized that he had taken the driver too long.

“Sorry yes neng, not a stingy father, or do not want to help, but you have to pull again neng,” said the driver.

“Ah, yes sorry sir, then take me to the nearest mobile phone store only,” pinta Beeve. After agreeing, they went back. After traveling 500 meters, Beeve finally reached the mobile phone store.

He also bought the cheapest phone in the store.

Then he logged into his insta*ram account, hoping the Emir would contact him.

Beeve also retrial the Emir inst*ram account, but never answered.

“Mas, what are you doing again?” muttered Beeve in his solitude at a deserted bus stop.

Until the evening before, the Emir did not respond to Beeve, which made the poor woman ketar ketir.

As the night wore on, Beeve, who had nowhere to go, chose to stay for boarding houses that could rent daily, as much as he could save money from Julian.

Lucky at that time he found a cheap boarding, per day in bandrol at a price of 80,000 rb.

“Alhamdulillah, there is a good thing also that happened today.” muttered Beeve who had been in the boarding room.

He who was tired also rested on the floor mattress that had been available. Although his stomach felt hungry, he held it, so that the money did not split even more.

“Defend yes son, mama will soon pick you up, O Allah, protect my son, help me God, in order to get a way out of the problems I am facing right now.” Beeve prayed to the almighty, he also hoped tomorrow would be better than today.

Kukkuruyuk.

The newly finished Beeve took a shower checking his phone, but there was no notification from the Emir at all.

“Yes Allah, how is this?” Beeve grew increasingly restless, but he did not stop sending messages to the Emir.

Mas, if you read this message, please call me to 08xxxxxxx, I beg you, mas please lend me 300,000 million, I wait a mas, ⁇ ️ Beeve.

Beeve asks for more, because after he gets his daughter, he plans to go away from the lives of Arinda and Andri.

But until 11:00 p.m., Beeve had no word from the Emir. His tears broke, he who was afraid his daughter was sold to others was very forced to contact the former back.

📲 “Crist, where are you?” Beeve's.

📲 “On campus,” Cristian.

📲 “I received your offer yesterday, we met where?” Beeve's.

📲 “Good, I'm there now, wait for me in the main lobby,” Beeve.

For the sake of the baby's safety, Beeve lowered his ego.

“Kelak, if your life history reaches your ears, please do not hate mama yes son, mama sincerely do it for your safety, mama has nothing to redeem you, mama has nothing to pay for you, except sell self-esteem mama.” Beeve cried at the sight of how dark his life was.

After strengthening his heart, he rushed to the hotel where he would meet with Cristian.

It only took 15 to get to the RMK hotel, Cristian who had been waiting in the main lobby saw the presence of Beeve.

“Hai, finally you came too.” Cristian said as he rubbed the top of Beeve's head like in the past.

“Sorry if you waited long.”

“You are very fast this time.” Cristian embraces Beeve's shoulder, then they head to the receptionist, after checking in, Beeve and Cristian head to room 2022.

Krieett... Cristian opens the door to the hotel room, “Come in,” Cristian said. Beeve went in first, followed by Cristian.

Beeve put his bag on the table, then Cristian came over and hugged Beeve.

“It's been a long time, if I can be honest I really miss the time with you.” said Cristian with a pounding heart.

Beeve only listened to Cristian's outpouring of heart, because he did not feel the same vibrations.

“Bee I know, actually you do not have a debt to the loan shark, I am sure the money is for your living expenses, because you and your husband are separated right?”

“You were wrong, not because of it.”

“Then?”

“I told you yesterday, so don't ask again.” then Beeve who hurriedly wanted to get his money also wrapped his hands around Cristian's neck, then gave a friendly kiss.

“You can't wait it turns out.” Cristian smiled mischievously at Beeve who fell into his arms for the second time.

“I want to get my money soon, you're really going to pay me right?” ask Beeve to make sure.

“Which may I lie.” then Cristian opened his phone, showing the balance in his mobile banking.

“The 0 is nine, so what do you doubt?” said Cristian.

“Alright, I don't have much time, let's do.” Beeve, who wants to get paid accordingly, is very aggressive in a mouth dispute with Cristian.

Until the former's birthday was peaked, “You haven't changed, always made me throb,” Cristian praised Beeve's actions.

The two began to blend in the heat of the hotel bed that afternoon.

Beeve who is an expert in providing the ultimate service to the former.

I should be able to make him satisfied, hopefully later Cristian will give me extra money, Inner Beeve.

Cristian repeatedly performs a discharge in the former's taste cavity.

“Already! Now I want to break through you.” Cristian kissed Beeve's friendly shoulder, while putting the woman's body into bed.

Cristian's heart shook even more violently to see the curves of Beeve's body.

“You are great, in the case of having just given birth, but your body does not have the slightest fat,” said Cristian.

My fat has been gone from eating less for two weeks, Inner Beeve.

Seriate...

Nih! The author would like to recommend bucin novels to all of you, I hope you like.