Don't Blame the Destiny

Chapter 63 (Ngidam)

“Let's love us to the room.” take Andri to his wife. Beeve who was satisfied Emir was angry with his husband, according to. The Emir is still in the same position.

Inside Andri's room leads Beeve to the large glass of their closet.

“Look dear, you look very beautiful with your new hair.” Andri said so that Beeve does not grieve anymore.

“That's right mas?”

“True dong dear, mas like your current hairstyle, look suitable, you also become more beautiful and neat.” Beeve took a good look at his new appearance.

“Justify my word? Anyway yesterday I asked you for a haircut, but you forgot about it,” Andri said.

“I-iya mas anyway, but not as short as this too right? said Beeve.

“It's been a pity, it's happened anyway, and once in a while you have to change your appearance, you know your luck is lucky, and you need to know, I love your current hairstyle and color, and, aren't you pretty for me?” andri said as he kissed his wife's cheek.

“Iya mas,”

“Then there's no problem anymore, right now? You also do not get too angry with the Emir, anyway he did it because he knows what I like, and we also like the same thing a lot, ” explained Emir.

“Hmm..., well mas, I understand,” Beeve nodded his head.

“Later mas will buy vitamins and shampoo to grow hair, so that your hair is long quickly,” said Andri.

“Thanks mas,” says Beeve.

“Ya already, I took a shower first yes dear ” Andri also went into the bathroom to clean himself.

Bored Beeve also sat on the bedside playing mobile phone.

When he watched a video on youtube suddenly appeared a fried instant noodle ad that was very tempting stomach.

Instantly Beeve became eager to eat fried instant noodles right then and there.

He rushed to the kitchen, intending to ask his Art to cook instant noodles.

Arriving to the kitchen, it turns out there is a new Emir finished cooking spicy fried instant noodles jumbo, plus omelet and fried sweet shrimp on it.

As soon as Beeve's saliva dripped, he was very tempted by what was on the Emir's big plate.

Not to mention when the Emir opened the pack of atomic nuts as a complement to the decoration of his plate, making the sound of Beeve's stomach sound melodious.

Ruggle..

Very nice, Inner Beeve.

The newly finished Emir with his dish noticed Beeve's presence with a strange look towards his plate.

Actually the Emir wanted to offer to Beeve, but for fear that Beeve was angry with him, he abandoned his intentions.

Ruggg.. Beeve's stomach sounds again, “Duh, really want.” Beeve went to the wall cabinet on the stove.

He also opened the cabinets one by one, but there was no sign of the rest of the instant noodles there.

He who craves even more can not resist his taste, especially the smell of instant noodles Emir is very alluring, exceeding the sambar mesem pellet.

He really has no intention of offering it to me? it was Inner Beeve who kept watching the Emir who was sitting behind him.

Ruggg. again Beeve's stomach is in revolt, as if to encourage him to immediately ask for Emir-made noodles.

When the Emir wanted to bite his fried shrimp, Beeve withstood the embarrassment and accepted the heaviest risk that would occur was approaching the Emir.

“Ehemm..humm.” Suddenly the Emir looked up to the Beeve next to him.

“What do you want?” ask Emir.

“Hmm..” Beeve scratched his head.

“You want to talk? If you don't go, I want to eat,” said Emir.

“Mas Emir, can I have your fried noodles?” said Beeve, which makes the Emir a little happy, because Beeve has returned as usual.

“You want?” ask Emir.

“Iya mas.” replied Beeve with sparkling eyes.

“What's mas?”

“You must forgive me, and do not cry like a child again,” Emir said.

Beeve, who had forgiven the Emir, accepted the terms.

“Well mas.” said Beeve, when Beeve was about to take his plate, the Emir stopped him.

“Hey, this is all for you only,” Emir said.

“That's right, but you haven't eaten yet,”

“Nothing, later if in share, you lack again, because you who eat there are two people,” explained Emir.

Receiving the kindness of her sister-in-law, Beeve felt guilty for her harsh words earlier this afternoon to the Emir.

“Thank you, Emir, and sorry that I was rude to you this afternoon,” Beeve said with a smile.

Seeing that Beeve had been kind to him again, the wounded Emir's heart was healed, then Beeve sat down next to the Emir, and began to taste the cuisine of his sister-in-law.

“Ummm, delicious hot mas! I did not expect, Emir mas can cook.” exclaimed Beeve who re-inserted the fried noodles into his mouth. Before long, Andri went into the kitchen.

“It turns out you're here baby?” andri.

“Mas, Emir's cooking is delicious, I got addicted to eating.” said Beeve praised the Emir's expertise.

“Wah, it turns out you guys are better yes.” then Andri was sitting next to Beeve.

“Can I try baby?” andri said as he opened his mouth wide.

“It's a mas, try it's delicious,” then Beeve bribed her husband.

Emir who just felt happy was again made to languish, because the two couples were very disturbing his eyes and heart.

I am the cook, I am the one who can not, this old man suddenly appeared like genderuo again, damaging the atmosphere, inner Emir.

Then the Emir who wants to disrupt the intimacy of the halal couple also said.

“You why eat Ndri? Already know she's pregnant, if she asks for more, I don't want to cook again ya!” pekik Emir's.

“Oh yes I forgot, sorry yes dear, you continue to eat you,” Andri said.

“OK mas!”

Andri then took rice and side dishes for him to eat.

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The next day, Beeve who was engrossed in seeing photos of Andri Insta*ram accidentally saw an account marking the birthday photo on her husband, with hastag, “Happy birthday sir Andri,”

“7 July?” beeve recalls that today is July 7, 2020.

“Now is Andri's birthday? Huh!!” Beeve, who just knew her husband's birth date, became rowdy himself, especially when he looked at the clock phone showed at 17:00 pm.

“I have to prepare a surprise, well cook what yes.” Beeve immediately came out of the room, and in the living room he met the Emir.

“Mas, take me to the supermarket dong,”

“Art only go there,” said Emir.

“I want to buy mas cake, because Andri mas today is birthday!” beeve said with an urgent voice.

“Yeah, did you just know he was birthday this afternoon?” emir.

“Mas, chat later on, let's go!” Beeve also pulled the Emir's hand, which made the Emir's heart so dag dig dug.

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