Don't Blame the Destiny

Chapter 165 (Streeting)

The Emir who hurriedly came out of the hotel still wearing his formal suit.

The Emir still remembers exactly where he took Beeve last night. By taxi Emir to kosan Beeve.

After a while he arrived at his destination. Before getting off the taxi Emir tidied his hair first.

After that, he got out of the taxi, smiling.

When the Emir wants to open the entrance of the boarding Beeve, suddenly the woman he wants to meet comes out.

A very unexpected coincidence for the Emir, if he is 1 minute late, maybe the Emir will lose Beeve.

“Hum? What are you doing here, mas?” ask Beeve curiously.

“I..”

“Iya? What do you want?”

“I want to drink coffee.” replied the Emir who did not know what reason to give.

“Loh, I'm not selling coffee, weird base,” Beeve murmured.

“Bee.”

“Iya mas?”

“Can I have a cup of coffee? Because last night the coffee you gave me wasn't yet drinking,” pinta Emir.

But Beeve who wanted to hunt culinary was not able to meet the wishes of the handsome man before him at this time.

“Sorry mas, I was in a hurry, after all it was just plain coffee, and you can get it anywhere,” Beeve said.

“Then can I accompany you today?” Emirs who want to get close to Beeve longer also hope that day they can walk together.

“No ah, I want to go alone,” Beeve said.

“I'll come, I'll buy whatever you buy,” Emir continues to persuade Beeve.

“I have gold, so no need ” Beeve also stepped away from the Emir. But the emboldened Emir continued to follow Beeve.

“Come on, I have a lot of money, but do not know where to make,” said Emir.

“Communicate mas!”

“Yes, that's why I want to donate to you, so I can come with ya!” without feeling the two had arrived at the bus stop, Beeve who entered first was followed by the Emir.

Why doesn't he give up anyway? inner Beeve.

Then Beeve and Emir sat in the same seat.

“Where are you going?” ask the curious Emir.

“Gwangjang Market,” replied Beeve.

“What's in there?”

“There are many selling traditional Korean food with fresh ingredients, I have searched on google, the place is very famous, the price of the food is also quite cheap,” explained Beeve.

“You're really serious apparently.”

“Of course, I want to make various types of food menus from several countries, in my restaurant”, Beeve said.

When the two were busy talking, they did not realize the passengers were full, which made the Emir feel uncomfortable.

“We get off at the next stop yes,” Emir said.

“Why?”

“Narrow,” whispered Emir.

“It's my responsibility, after all this is an experience for us, interact directly with local residents,” explained Beeve.

“But here smells asem.” The Emir couldn't bear to close his nose.

“Ih, really bother you mas, don't be spoiled!” squeak Beeve.

Although the bus has Ac, but because of the number of passengers, the air on the bus feels hotter.

The Emir continued to fan his face which began to sweat. And the emir's hearing was not enough until there, a pregnant woman was mysteriously standing in her chair.

At first the Emir pretended not to see because he felt lazy to coincide with others.

“Mas, that expectant mother is next to you, let's stand!” until finally Beeve said it to her .

“No ah, I'm lazy.” Emir's face looks judes when Beeve asks for it.

“No want, later someone else's sweat sticks to me.” Beeve was quite upset to see the Emir who did not want to be friendly with others.

“Yes already then, I alone stand, man really can not be relied on!” Beeve stood up from his seat, and let the pregnant woman sit in her chair next to the glass.

Beeve who stood close to several other Korean youths also made the Emir hot cold.

“Bee, you are a little away from the man, he sticks his shoulder to your shoulder, very impolite.” said the Emir who did not understand the atmosphere in public transport.

“That's a common thing mas, its name is also in bis.”

“Meanwhile I said take a taxi, you are sober.” Emir who did not want to stand in place of Beeve also decided to pull the body of his favorite woman to sit on his lap.

Sontak Beeve wanted to stand back up, but Emir held his waist.

“Do not go anywhere, unless there is an empty seat,” Emir said.

“Mas, you're embarrassing me, you can't see anyone else his eyes are staring at us both!” whispered Beeve with the heart of dag dig dug.

Then the Emir returned the sharp gaze that the people gave them.

“She's my wife, is there a problem?” emir in Korean.

“Since when am I your wife? If you speak it right!”

“I tell them to be ordinary,” explained the Emir.

The bus that was increasingly crowded made Beeve could not stand back, as a result he resignedly sat on the lap of his sister-in-law.

While Emir was feeling very happy, he did not expect to get a rare chance closer to Beeve.

Beeve's unraveling hair made the Emir able to smell the fragrant smell of the woman he loved.

Unknowingly the Emir leaned his head on Beeve's ridge.

“Mas, what are you doing?” ask Beeve to feel uncomfortable.

“I'm sleepy, borrow your back for a while.” said the Emir while wrapping his hands around Beeve's slender waist.

He who was washed away will smell heavenly from Beeve was asleep.

30 Minutes later the bus they were riding on finally stopped at one of the closest stops to Gwangjang Market.

“Mas, mom! Let's wake!”

“Hah? Where are we?” ask the Emir with eyes still sleepy.

Beeve hurriedly pulled the Emir's hand to get off the bus.

The Emir yawned and stretched his hands.

“This Gwangjang?”

“Iya mas, let's hurry if you don't want to stay.”

“Good bu.” both walked together to the Gwangjang market, and vaguely they also smelled a culinary aroma that was so delicious that it made the stomach of both rumbling.

“What do you want to eat?” ask Emir.

“Hemm, we eat that one only mas.” Beeve pointed towards the odeng shaped like an intestine but made of fish, the odeng is given hot sauce, so it is suitable for eating during cold snowy weather at that time.

Both of them sat in a chair that was provided.

“So you just want to eat here?” emir.

“Surely not mas, I will add menu.” Beeve also wrote his additional order in a bill book.

“I want Bibimbab, Bindetdeok, Danpatjuk, Jajangmyeon,” murmured Beeve.

“Hey, can you eat it all? That's a lot of loh,” said Emir.

“Just relax, I'll share a meal with you mas,” Beeve said.

“That's right, I'm a model, where it might eat that much.”

“Ssttt!! According to him, who told you to follow me.” said Beeve.

...Seriate......