Don't Blame the Destiny

Chapter 273 (Basket)

“But bang, i.”.

“Again ordinary anyway, if the husband's sister marries his brother's wife, if still here, marry! Rest assured, you won't regret.” Beeve who was basically an obedient child could not resist his brother's wishes.

Withholding tears, Beeve nodded, “Alright bang.”

The Emir himself was aghast, when Beeve agreed to marry him.

“Finished Iddah, you must marry the Emir, understand!” Julian's Word.

“Iya bang,” replied Beeve.

“Jul, you do not force Beeve so, if he is not ready.” said the Emir who does not want his marriage to fail again because of the element of coercion.

“Calm down, maybe now his heart is in revolt, but later he will realize, everything I do for his good,” Julian said.

5 Months later, after the completion of the Iddah period, Beeve and Emir were married, for their marriage was attended only by the closest relatives. The happy news reached Helena's ears.

In the end, they are united too, if I had not been mistaken, surely none of this would have happened, without realizing I was giving them a chance to unite, Helena said.

Bia who got a new father is happy, because the mother is now there to accompany.

“From now on, call papa om ya Bia.” said Emir while holding Bia.

“Iya pa, Bia did not expect, in the near future have 3 papa,” said Bia.

Beeve who heard, feeling embarrassed, because he likes changing partners.

“Nothing, that means mama has a lot of sustenance,” explained Emir.

“Iya pa, if so Bia want to play first yes pa.” Bia leaves Beeve and Emir in a bridal room full of beautiful decorations.

Beeve, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, was silent because he felt awkward about their current status.

Likewise with the Emir, he did not dare to invite Beeve to speak.

May he not ask for rations, Inner Beeve.

What do I have to talk to her about? inner Emir.

To dilute the atmosphere, the Emir also has a brilliant idea.

“Follow me to the kitchen,” take the Emir.

“For what mas?” ask Beeve.

“We cook spicy fried noodles!” replied Emir.

“No ah mas, I'm tired,” Beeve rejected Emir's plan.

“Then, sleep Bee.”

“Can we mas?”

“Why not, go to sleep, I won't bother you.” The Emir who wanted Beeve to feel comfortable, walked out from inside the room.

I'm sorry, I can't! inner Beeve.

Then he put his body on the bed.

The Emir who was sitting in the lounge chair of the swimming pool received a message from Helena.

Happy new life bang, good luck with sister Beeve, ️ Helena.

Do I have to reply? inner Emir.

But he who did not want to be said arrogant also sent a reply to his ex-wife.

Aamiin, thank you very much, ️ Emir.

“May this be my last marriage, thank God, for setting me up, with my first love,” murmured Emir.

At 01:00 in the morning, the Emir returned to his room and saw Beeve in a deep sleep.

The Emir who knew Beeve was cold, pulled the blanket over, so that his wife would feel warm. After that, he gently stroked Beeve's face.

“May you immediately love me, for I also love you, born and inner.” slowly Emir kisses Beeve's forehead.

“Mas Andri..” Beeve who dreams of her husband is also delirious.

It turns out that it is not easy to get rid of Andri from your heart, even while sleeping, you remember him, the inner Emir.

The next day, when Beeve had just woken up, he did not see the Emir next to him.

“Did he sleep outside last night?” Mumbled Beeve.

Then he got out of bed, went to the bathroom to clean himself up.

When he opened the door, he saw the Emir was live on his yutub account.

“Hai friends, introduce these my children, his name, Noah, Ibrahim and Soleh.” The Emir is very enthusiastic about introducing the children he added to social media.

Helena who monitors every post and development of Emir account also watched the live broadcast.

“Your treatment of me and Brother Beeve is completely different, you used to not expose me because of privacy, keep this one what's his name?” muttered Helena.

The Emir who saw Beeve standing at the door called out to him.

“Bee, come here!”

“Not for mas!” Beeve, who was afraid of causing hatred in the hearts of netizens, refused the Emir's invitation.

Then the Emir, who wanted to tell the world that Beeve was his wife, approached the beautiful woman.

“This is my wife, her name is Beeve An Mahveen! Say hello dear!” netra Beeve makes perfect, when the Emir calls her dear.

“Ayo.” whispered Emir to Beeve's ear.

“Halo everyone.” saya Beeve short.

The net citizens who know the marriage of the Emir who used to be a scene, both also get a lot of comments, of course all lead to negativity. But the Emir doesn't care.

Ista*ram Beeve's account suddenly had hundreds of thousands of followers, many of whom wanted to know what kind of woman Beeve was.

Netizens who are very true not a few who berate Beeve, they say the snatch of people's husbands and others.

“See your results, they all make nasty comments on my photos.” said Beeve with anger.

“Disregard it, over time, they will receive you,” Emir said.

“I just close the account, lazy also attacked not clear like this,” explained Beeve.

“Ya already, it's up to you,” Emir said.

To avoid unwanted things, Beeve finally closed his social media account permanently.

The next night, after Beeve breastfed his three sons, he returned to the room.

Deg deg deg. His heart again beats, out of fear and groggy, if the Emir asks for his right.

Chequek!! The sound of the door opening drew Beeve's attention. It turns out that right, the one who came was the Emir. The awkward Beeve did not say a word.

“Sleep, don't wait for me, because I'll sleep in the children's room,” said the Emir.

He understood, if Beeve wasn't ready to sleep next to him.

Is he avoiding me? inner Beeve.

“Good mas.” Beeve nodded his head.

After asking his wife for permission, the Emir came out with his pillow.

Beeve stared fixedly at the Emir, after which he poured his body with mixed feelings.

Sin no yes, I did this to him, Inner Beeve.

The two separated their beds for a month.

One night, in the pouring rain, the Emir, who had just finished dressing, saw his wife enter the room.

“You've finished loving Bee's children?” sapa Emir's.

“Iya mas.” sahut Beeve. The emir who routinely left the room after Beeve returned also took his pillow and blanket.

Until when do we keep this up? This is not true, Inner Beeve.

The Emir who was about to cross himself who was standing near the door intercepted with the hand of the Emir.

“What's Bee?” ask the Emir, because Beeve's attitude is not as usual.

“You accompany me to sleep until the rain subsides mas?” beeve asked with a faint smile.

“What? But why?” The Emir was jolted by his wife's impromptu request.

“I'm afraid, if the lightning comes, accompany me, until I fall asleep.” Beeve used lightning as an excuse, not knowing how to get her husband to start sleeping in one bed.

...Seriate......