Don't Blame the Destiny

Chapter 49 (Darkness)

“Mas, if indeed you want to drive me home every day with a motorbike, better use the meth,” said Beeve.

“Why?” asked the Emir while giving Beeve a helmet, Beeve put the helmet on his head and climbed on the bike.

“This is the motor for dating, and we are..” have not had time to finish his words, Emir suddenly launched his motorbike.

“Akh!!” The surprised Beeve shouted.

“Pelan-pelan mas! We will fall!” beeve said in a loud voice.

But the Emir who seemed to play Beeve even increased the speed.

“Mas Emir slowly! We will fall!” scream Beeve.

“If you are afraid of falling! Handle!” shouted Emir.

Beeve who wanted to survive until the goal was wrapped both hands around the Emir's neck.

“Heh! You want to strangle me?!” Pekik Emir's.

“Hah? Whahuh? I didn't hear it!”

“The handle is on the waist! Not neck!” pekik Emir's.

Not wanting to argue, Beeve immediately wrapped his hands in the Emir's stomach.

Oh!!!! And deliberately Emir increased the speed of the motor again.

“Akkhhh!!!!! Slow down mas!!!!” Beeve tightened his arms even more, not wanting to fall, which made Emir smile from behind his black helmet.

“He deliberately speeded this way huh?” inner Beeve, slowly Beeve felt his stomach uncomfortable.

“My stomach hurts anyway? What because the vibration of this motor is too strong,” Inner Beeve.

“Mas... Slow down! Hoek!!” suddenly Beeve felt nauseous.

Beeve also tugged on Emir's jacket, “Stop! Just stop! Hoek!!”

The emir who heard faintly the nauseous sound of Beeve pulled his bike over at a bus stop.

Ciiiit!!!

Beeve, who could not stand it, got off the Emir's bike, and hurriedly opened his helmet.

“Hoek!!, Hoek..” Beeve repeatedly vomited, all the food in his stomach came out.

“Bee, are you okay?” asked the Emir while getting off the bike.

“Hoek!!” again Beeve vomited, which made the Emir worried.

“Bee...,”.

“This is all because of you who brought a bulky motor! hiks....,” Beeve cried because his stomach was very nauseous.

Then the guilty Emir patted Beeve on the back.

But Beeve who felt his stomach really hurt continuously vomited, until there was nothing else he let out, but his stomach still continues to encourage him to vomit.

The emir who saw there was a starling (Starbuck Around) was immediately called it.

“Pak! Buy!” the Emir shouted at the father who was riding a bicycle.

“You bought what mas?” ask the seller.

“There is resist wind and warm water?” ask Emir.

“There is a mas," replied the old man.

Beeve who was afraid of drinking wrongly refused.

“No need sir, hot sweet tea only.” pinta Beeve with a weak body and teary eyes, because it resists pain.

The Emir then asked Bee to sit on the bench.

“Is your stomach still hurting?” ask Emir.

“It's been pretty good mas," replied Beeve.

Then the old man from the starling seller came to bring sweet hot tea orders from Beeve.

“Thank you sir.” when Beeve will sip his warm tea, the Emir stopped Beeve.

“Do not first,”

“Why mas?”

“Pak, mineral water one.” Emir said to the seller.

“Good mas briefly yes,” said the seller.

“You gargle first, let the smell of your vomit disappear from your mouth, it is good to prevent vomiting songs,” said Emir.

“This neng.” sahut the seller while thrusting bottled mineral water on Beeve.

“Enhanced sir.” Beeve put his sweet tea next to him, then he gargled, after which, he drank his sweet tea.

Emirs pay for the sweet tea and mineral water they just bought.

“How? Does your stomach still hurt?” the Emir asked as he stroked the top of Beeve's head sitting next to him.

Then Beeve stroked his stomach and said inwardly, “May you be well son, be a strong boy.”

Emir who felt Beeve was still sick also stroked the beautiful woman's stomach.

“Come to hospital,” invite Emir to ensure Beeve's health.

“Not for mas.” Beeve removed the Emir's field hand from his stomach.

“Emir why the hell?” inner Beeve.

“But you still look sick, your face is also pale Bee,” Emir said.

“I've been better mas, l.” said Beeve, then the Emir wiped the rest of the tears on Beeve's face.

“Basan cengengeng, actually you are not suitable for marriage, but somehow you even married Andri hastily,” said Emir.

“The name is also a soul mate mas.” said Beeve with a feeling of increasingly unwarranted.

“But you shouldn't have married Andri kan.” muttered Emir, who happened to Beeve heard of it.

“What's the matter he?” beeve's heart wondered.

The Emir who was tired of waiting for Beeve even started picking up cigarettes from his mini backpack.

Ducky! He burned his cigarette with a lighter, and smoked it.

“Uhuk uhuk!” Beeve who was not used to smelling cigarettes became coughing.

“Your disease is very bad,” said the Emir while throwing away his cigarettes.

“Sorry, I don't normally smell cigarettes.” The Emir who hung out with brave girls smiled.

“It turns out he's a home child,” Inner Emir.

“Mas, I can walk, let's go home,” Beeve said.

“Ya already, come on,” Emir said.

The Emir and Beeve climbed back onto the bike, not forgetting they were wearing helmets.

“Mas, take it slowly yes,” pinta Beeve on Emir.

“Yes, but you have to hug me properly, then fear you fall, and if that happens everyone will sue me,” explained the Emir.

“Iya mas,” replied Beeve.

Then the Emir turned on the engine, and Beeve hugged the Emir tightly.

Why!!!!!

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After the meeting, Andri hurriedly returned to his room, and by the time he arrived.

He sees Arinda has been working as usual with Ayu and Yeni.

Then Andri approached Arinda's desk, “Your legs are healed?” ask Andri.

“Already sir.” replied Arinda with a sweet smile.

Both of his colleagues saw each other.

“Not Arinda's leg from earlier was okay?” inner Ayu.

Being busy, Ayu did not ask about Arinda's legs.

“Good then, once again I apologize yes.” said Andri, after which he returned to his room.

Then the curious Yeni asked, “Yes your feet why?”

“Just sprained lightly, Mr. Andri did not accidentally hit me this morning,” replied Arinda.

“Ohh..., so apparently,” Yeni nodded her head.

“Yes, sir Andri told me to rest in his room, but because I do not want to be troublesome, so I forced myself to work, even though it was still a little pain,” explained Arinda.

“Hem!!! Chat later, if you have a break,” Ayu reprimanded his two new colleagues.

“Sorry Brother,” said Yeni.

“Sorry,” said Arinda with a cynical face.

“About seniors, others chat a little not allowed, he did not know that the owner of this company is my best friend's in-laws,” Inner Arinda.

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