Don't Blame the Destiny

Chapter 62 (5 Cm)

“The branch will be many, if cut in half later other branches grow,”ujar Emir.

“Oh, so yes mas,” said Beeve.

Winda who saw his master's hair cut so much became deg degan.

I do not follow the point, Inner Vinda.

After the haircut was completed, the Emir began to dye Beeve's hair in medium blonde color, after all the hair had been covered, the Emir silenced it for a while.

“Mas, if ugly beware yes,” Beeve threaten Emir.

“It must have been good,” Emir said.

1 hour later, the Emir pulled a water hose to where Beeve was sitting, after which he leaned Beeve's neck against the back of the bench.

The Emir gently rinsed the hair of his loved ones, until Beeve felt an unbearable drowsiness.

Zzzz.., the song-again the little snoring Beeve, which made the Emir laugh.

Finished rinsing Beeve's hair, he dried it with a hair dryer.

After all was done, the Emir woke up the Beeve.

“Bee..., Bee, let's get up, it's done, if you're still sleepy to the room,” Emir said.

“Mmm...,” slowly Beeve opened his eyes.

“Moving to room there,”

“Iya mas, have you finished?”

“Already, here is the camera,” said Emir. Then Winda returned the Emir's camera.

Beeve, who felt his head light, began to suspect, he rushed to the room, but from the glass of the pool door he could see his long beautiful hair was now short, and that's beyond his request.

“Mas!!!” Beeve shouted loudly at the Emir.

Winda who knew there would be war also chose to save himself, entering the house.

“How? Beautiful right?” the Emir said casually.

“Cantics where? This is ugly and too short, I told you, 5 centi mas!” Beeve, who loved her hair, began to cry, and returned to his seat, and opened the plastic package full of her hair.

“Hiks..., you're evil mas! In the case that I said 5 centi, why did you even cut this short? Huahhh....,” Beeve cried in disappointment.

Emir who feels too late has become unpleasant.

“Bee, I'm sorry, I thought you'd like it, and you're beautiful anyway, this is what you are,” said Emir reassuring Beeve.

“Cantics from where? I love my long hair! Why are you always mean to me anyway!” Beeve was getting so cool, Emir who felt guilty about stroking Beeve's hair.

“Bee, forgive me,”

“Don't touch my hair again, Tega you! Heartless, liar! Your mouth is also rough, in that I have nothing wrong with you! Hiks...., I hate you mas!!!” An angry Beeve brought his hair back to his room.

Deg deg deg deg deg!!!

The Emir's heart became restless and also sore, when the person he loved cried because of his actions.

He's really mad? inner Emir.

Then the Emir who did not want trouble between them had a long tail following Beeve.

“Bee, wait! I'm sorry,” Emir holds Beeve's shoulder.

“Don't bother me! Get your hands off my shoulders,” Beeve brushed off Emir's hand.

“Do not be angry Bee, as an apology, I will buy you horse shampoo, so that your hair is long fast,” Emir persuades Beeve as much as he can.

“Indeed can be long in an instant? Don't you? I have to wait for months too! Iiih, the Emir made me upset!” pekik Beeve left his sister-in-law in the pool alone.

Emir's heart was devastated, more broken than the first time he knew Beeve and Andri were getting married, he was diligently looking for the best shampoo online, the hair of the person he loves is much faster.

In the room, Beeve continued to cry, lamenting the fate of her hair, which was now separated from her.

While he was still mourning, Andri videoed the call himself.

Before lifting her up, Beeve first wiped her tears.

📲 “Halo mas?” Beeve's.

📲 “Honey, you crying?” Andry.

📲 “Not really mas,” Beeve.

📲 “Don't lie, what's up baby? Story on me,” Andri.

📲 “Hiks.., mas Emir,” Beeve.

📲 “Why with him?” Andry.

📲 “What mas can't see? She cut my hair so short, hiks.” Beeve's.

Beeve also showed her hair which is now just a shoulder.

📲 “Where is he! Let me be angry! How dare he cut my wife's beautiful hair!” Andry.

📲 “Dia in the pool! Anyway, I have to get angry with him! I don't want to know, hiks..” Beeve's.

📲 “Yes already dear, today I will quickly go home, and will scold him directly, already you do not cry, pity our baby, I close first yes, I will not, because I want to go back to the office,” Andri.

📲 “Iya mas,” Beeve.

After complaining to her husband, Beeve felt much more relieved, he who was hungry went to the kitchen to eat.

And when he arrived in the kitchen, there was an Emir sitting at the dinner table, and it made him feel annoyed.

“Bee.” Beeve ignored the Emir's greeting to her.

“You're still mad?” The Emir continued to talk to him, but Beeve did not consider that there was an Emir there.

Finished taking the rice and side dishes, Beeve chose to eat in the living room.

Just make it worse, when the hell is he coming home! inner Beeve.

At 18:00 pm, Andri who had just returned from work also found his wife playing mobile phone in the living room.

Beeve, who knew her husband was coming, rushed over.

“Maaas,” Beeve hugging Andri's body.

Andri who saw the new appearance of his wife made festering, the article Beeve more beautiful and fresh with short hair.

Beautiful, inner Andri.

“Mas, my hair is so ugly right, it's all because of Emir, hiks...” Beeve, who is still not sincere, will have his hair back crying.

“Hmmm, good love ” said Andri while stroking his wife's hair.

“Good from where the hell mas ” when the two were still chatting suddenly the Emir appeared which made Beeve remind her of her husband's promise.

“Mas Emir, come tuh mas, angrily him, fast.” said Beeve in a quiet voice.

To please his wife Andri also started acting.

“You! How dare I cut my wife's hair!” hardik Andri who still hugs Beeve.

“In the way she likes her long hair, you make her cry until her eyes are swollen, how could you be on your sister-in-law!” hardik Andri

Good mas, keep getting angry, Inner Beeve.

“Do you want me bald in return for what you did to my beautiful wife!” although Andri has raved at length, but the Emir who usually does not want to lose, now chooses silence.

Her heart ached, because Beeve would not speak and see her face again.

Moreover, the embrace he witnessed seemed to tear his veins.

While Andri who did not receive any response from his sister became guilty.

Is he hurt by my words? inner Andri.

He began to wink and move his mouth, which said, “Just acting.” but the Emir did not respond, because his heart was no longer in line with his mind.

“Review yes if you repeat again!” andri said he finished the drama.

Name: Beeve An Mahveen

Age: 17 Years

Height: 165 cm

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