Don't Blame the Destiny

Chapter 162 (Undercovering)

Arriving Emir to the destination, he was so happy to see the number of people passing by, especially the various types of food on the left and right. He who was not hungry suddenly felt that his stomach was rumbling.

The Emir also visited one of the 5 foot traders who provided many snacks. Because the weather was snowing, the Emir ordered Tteokbokki and Eomuk kkochi, the foods most suitable for consumption in the cold.

The slightly Korean-speaking Emir ordered the food he wanted.

“Annyeongghaseyo imonim-i tteogbokk-i 1 month ago eomugtteogbokk-ileul jumunhaess-eoyo.”

(Hello, my aunt ordered a serving of Tteokbokki and also Eomuk kkochi)

“Joh-a, imoga junbihae julge,” said the Aunt.

(Okay son, aunt will prepare it for you)

As the Emir was waiting for his meal to be wrapped, suddenly there was a woman wearing a thick, pastel-colored coat complete with her skull standing next to the Emir.

“Ajumma imojji 2 inch jumunhaess-eoyo.”

(Auntie, I ordered 2 portions of Emouk Kkochi)

At first the Emir did not care much about who the woman was, but when the order was given first, the Emir felt unfair, because he was the first to come and queue.

“Excuse me, can you wait in line? In that case I was the first to come here,” Emir said.

(Excuse me, can you please line up? On the first thing I came here.)

“Why don't you just blame the seller, sir?” sahut si wanita.

(Why don't you just blame the seller, sir?)

When the Emir turned to the woman, he was so surprised, because the woman was the one he had been looking for for the past 4 years.

“Bee,” murmured Emir.

The Emir, Inner Beeve.

Beeve who did not expect to meet the Emir at that place was also aghast.

But he who did not want to communicate with the Emir hastily left the place.

“Beeve! Wait!!” The Emir left his order to chase after Beeve.

Beeve whose horse-like steps made Emir lose track.

“Okay, why meet him here anyway!" mumbling Beeve.

Beeve walked further and further away from the crowd. As he was about to board the last bus at a stop, he almost fell because he was grabbed by a man, lucky to have his body rested from behind

“Gamsahabnida.” said Beeve while bending his body.

“Sama-sama,” sahut Emir. Sontak Beeve turned to the Emir.

Huh, what do I do now? inner Beeve.

“Why should you run away from me? In case I just want to chat, not collect debt,” said Emir.

The bold black letter means Korean.

“Who are you? Why follow me?”

“Here Bee, you look stupid in my eyes now if you want to disguise yourself, why not all plastic surgery?? So that your identity is really not recognized?”

“I'm sure you're wrong, my name is Kim Bia,” Beeve said

Emir laughed with Beeve who did not want to confess, “Ck, do I need to remind you, how depraved I was 4 years ago on you?”

Beeve's face became tense, when the Emir said that.

“Come, come with me for a moment, I want to talk to you,” Emir said.

Beeve, who felt his disguise would not work, stopped him.

“I don't want to,” Beeve refused Emir's invitation.

“I don't need your approval.” then the Emir waved his hand at a taxi.

“Emir, I don't want to come!” squeak Beeve.

The Emir, who did not want to release Beeve again, forced him into a taxi.

“Where are we going?” ask Beeve.

“Ke Han River, I would love to go there.” Emir said. Beeve with a sour face rolled lazy eyes.

Before long, the two of them arrived, the Emir clasped Beeve's hands down the stairs, to get closer to the river that has such a beautiful view.

“Emir, release my hands!” squeak Beeve.

“Let's go, you go again.”

“Oh yes?”

“Iya! For that, let go of my hand.” Beeve threw out the Emir's hand.

“If I let go, promise I won't run away again?” ask Emir.

“I don't have to make an appointment with you.” said Beeve.

“OK, then we hold hands until next year only.” Emir said. The upset Beeve finally relented.

“Alright, I won't run away,” said Beeve.

The hesitant Emir finally let go of his hand at Beeve.

“How are you?” ask Emir.

“Good fool!” pekik Beeve ran away from the Emir.

“Ck! You want to play a chase turns out!” The Emir who did not want to lose Beeve again, used his running skills as good as cheetah.

Beeve turned his back, and he was surprised that the Emir was close to him.

“Akh!!” Beeve shouted hysterically as the Emir almost got it.

Since it was late, the Han River left only a handful of people who were dating, and who saw the two of them chasing after thought, if Emir and Beeve are lovers who are in love drunk.

Beeve who was not strong ran finally caught by the Emir.

Hug!!

The Emir hugged Beeve's body tightly from behind.

“You are happy to run apparently young mama.” said the Emir with irregular breath in Beeve's ear.

“Ih, loose! What the hell are you!” Beeve felt uncomfortable over the Emir's decapitation.

But the Emir who was on the verge of wanting to not listen, he actually tightened his embrace.

“Young mom, call me mas.”

“Ck, don't want to! Off! Shame to know at see many people!” peeking Beeve who tried to escape but could not.

“Who told to run away.” Emir's cheek attached to Beeve's cheek felt there was water flowing.

Sontak Beeve glanced at the Emir's face, “Why are you crying?” ask Beeve.

“This is a happy cry, because after so many years, I found you too,” replied the Emir.

“After finding me, what will you do?” ask Beeve back.

“Bring you home.” replied the Emir while taking off his embrace.

“Mir.”

“Call him by mas,” pinta Emir.

“Hem, okay emir, but I'm sorry I can't go back, even if I go back to Indonesia, certainly not to you, or Julian bang,” explained Beeve.

“Before further talk, I think it's good we sit down,” Emir said.

Beeve took a deep breath, and he and the Emir headed for the Han River. Then the two sat facing each other.

“You should go home with me Bee,” Emir said.

“As I said, I can't, I don't want to go back to the people who have ruined my life,” Beeve said.

“Bee, we are all sorry, we were wrong over you, and also, you are still the official wife of Andri,”.

“It was only in the eyes of the country mas.”

“Bee, you know, everyone is on the lookout for you, my family and Julian, all sorry, we were wrong! And very guilty, please don't go again, come back.” The Emir really hoped that Beeve would agree to his plea.

“Mas, I can't, my reason for going home is not there,” said Beeve.

“What do you mean?”

“Actually before I went to Malaysia, the custody of my son had fallen on Cristian, for one year apart, Cristian was still communicating with me and also Bia my son, as well, but in the second year, we lost contact, I tried to find a new number or social media account, but no one was active again, after I had enough money, I came back, I did, but it turns out Cristian has moved house, and somewhere they are now, to drive away my grief, I opened a restaurant in Jakarta, and also I did traveling, he said, to try the recipes of every cuisine in every country,” explained Beeve

“Pasti heavy for you.”

“Of course, but I'm sincere, all I can do is try and pray, so that someday Cristian returns Bia to me.”

...Seriate......