Don't Blame the Destiny

Chapter 263 (Wounds)

🥀 My love,

On a snow-cold night

I think back to the past

From the first time I knew you until I became your companion

My husband, still stuck in memory

Our marriage was a few years ago

Although there is no taste,

yet you are able to enter into the deepest chambers of my heart

Slowly my love grew

Your sincere blessings that always make me melt

Although many obstacles, but me and you

Always meet, in the bond of togetherness

Don't leave me

I honestly can't bear to lose you

I still want to live with you

If you must, take me with you.

🥀

Beeve read every line of poetry she wrote for her husband.

“Mas... wake up..., I want to see your beautiful eyeballs while staring at me.” Beeve's tears keep flowing non-stop.

Beeve, who had not communicated with her husband for several hours, felt very long, even though the person was in front of her.

Slowly, she went up to Andri's bed, then she laid down her body, and clasped her husband's hand.

“Bring me, if you go, I don't want to live without you.” Beeve repeatedly kissed her husband's field hand.

The Emir who saw from the door that was still open half couldn't have been there any longer.

While Helena who was sitting in the waiting chair was bored, she was also tired, wanting to go to sleep immediately.

“Helena, go home if you're sleepy," said the Emir.

“I want to be here with you bang.” Helena chose to be patient, rather than wrong in the eyes of her husband.

“You're sleepy, go home with mom, I'll look after Andri and Beeve here.” Helena's face turns passive when her husband calls Beeve's name.

“Alright, if it wants you bang.” Helena got up from her seat, and so did Rahma.

“Mir, let me know if there is any development yes,” pinta Rahma to her son.

“Bu.” sure

With a heavy heart Helena left her husband in the hospital, despite a lot of fear in her mind that her husband would play crazy with Beeve, but she had no choice but to obey the words of the husband.

Beeve himself continued to pray to the powerful, so that her husband would be fine. Until at some point, he who was too tired unconsciously fell asleep.

The Emir, who again heard the sound of sobs, encouraged him to enter the room. He also saw Beeve who had fallen asleep.

“Bee..” The Emir touched his brother-in-law's shoulder, but there was no response.

“That's very surprising, yes already.” murmured Emir, he also sat in a chair that was on the edge of the bed.

“Chealing quickly Andri.” netraya staring straight at Andri who is lying weak. The Emir was awake until morning.

The hungry Emir, decided to get up, before he went to buy breakfast he stroked the top of Beeve's head as it looked sweaty.

“Heat?” he woke up Beeve.

“Bee... wake up! Hey...” he swayed slowly the beautiful woman's body, until the pregnant woman opened her eyes.

“Ya mas?” said Beeve.

“Come down, don't be near Andri anymore, 'cause you got a fever! Come to another room, you need to be treated as well,” said Emir.

“Don't be selfish Bee, later if Andri contracted how? After all if you are sick, your baby is also sick, besides you you also bring three children in your stomach, you should think about it,” explained Emir.

“I don't want to be in another room, I want it here!” Beeve insisted that the Emir be unable to refuse his request.

He also contacted the hospital to provide 1 new patient bed.

Rahma and the newly arrived Helena see the Emir busy taking care of the feverish Beeve.

“What's Mir, Beeve sick?” ask Rahma who entered the room.

“Iya ma'am, she has a fever,” replied the Emir while massaging Beeve's head.

Helena who witnessed that, jealousy is not playing.

Allow my guess, in the event that her husband is dying, but she instead makes physical contact with the Emir bang, you itch! inner Helena.

He kept staring intently at Beeve's face that was closing his eyes.

The Emir who accidentally saw this swallowed his saliva.

There was absolutely no change, did he have no pity on Beeve, whose mind and heart were just spiteful, the inner Emir.

“Already Mir, mother who just massaged Beeve, you go to eat first, later if you are sick can also be bothered,” said Rahma.

“Good bu.” The Emir got up from his seat, then walked towards Helena who was still standing by the door.

“Come, accompany me to eat.” The Emir took Helena out together.

“Iya bang.” both went to a restaurant near the hospital building.

Upon arriving, the Emir ordered chicken porridge for them.

“Helena, why does your face sour continuously, what's wrong?” The Emir asked even though he already knew the reason.

“Where is not sour bang, Brother's attention is only to bang Andri and Brother Beeve, while I you ignore.”

“Ck!” Emir clucking.

“I'm right bang?” said Helena.

“Yes, you're right, but... have you not seen the situation? I thought you understood.” said the Emir, then Helena poked her lips, as if she did not want to know.

“Ke bang Andri is reasonable, but if Brother Beeve, is not it excessive?”

Emir's face turns red, “You see for yourself, he is sick and inward, why did you become so selfish? Don't you feel sorry for him? He is grieving, you should not feel jealous, and hostile to him,” explained the Emir.

“Bela continues...” Helena said by rolling a lazy eye.

Then the Emir looked seriously at Helena, “Alright, from now on, you don't have to come to the infirmary anymore, I'll let you do whatever you want!” emir.

“What brother mean?” Helena made clear the Emir's words.

“I let you go, Helena, in this world all I have is my family, in that they love and respect you so much, but you just want me, whoever it is, who it is, surely want a companion who loves him and his whole family, I can replace you 100 times, but not with my family, in the best of heart I have accepted your shortcomings and advantages, but you can't give me the same reply, I'm sorry, if I can't be what you want me to be,” Emir said.

“Bang, will you divorce me?” Helena returned with tears.

“Yes, I'll take care of our divorce, take it easy, your time during my time with me will pay 10 times your salary in the hospital.” said the Emir who has no doubts about separating from Helena.

“I don't want to bang,” Helena rejected her husband's decision plan.

“Not to cry, because I won't be sorry, it's your own choice, which like you, queue up a lot Helena, you're wrong, if you think , Beeve is your only rival.” Helena was struck by lightning, after realizing the reality her husband said.

“Bang... Give me a chance, once again!” Helena continued to plead for the Emir's kindness.

“Sorry, now that you are so, what else after we have a descendant, surely that child will you make a tool to control me, not necessarily also you want to take care of my parents after they are old, it is better to part now, than regret at the end,” said Emir.

After the chicken porridge they had both been presented on the table, the Emir also invited Helena to eat it.

“Eat, after this you go home, whatever you want to go to my parents' house, or your parents, sorry if you can't deliver, because I'm still busy here.” no more words that can be said, which remains only regret in the chest, if emotions and selfish so role models, it is certain that regret will be obtained, with a mature decision, with a mature decision, the Emir eventually chose to divorce Helena.

The Han family could not comment much, for they had also seen the Emir's struggle for Helena, as well as the Helena family, only to accept, for there was no defense for their daughter, which itself makes things in its household.

...Seriate......