Don't Blame the Destiny

Chapter 66 (Sreet!!!)

Flat and innocent, Andri pointed the sharp knife in his hand at Arinda's neck, which made Arinda cry hysterically, when Arinda wanted to get up, Andri clasped Arinda's hand firmly.

“Please don't sir! Nay!! I still want to live sir, geez!!” pinta Arinda, her frightened tears had fused with the rain, even so Andri who was already dark eyes, slashed Arinda's wrist which she strongly algae.

Sreet....

“Akhhh!!!” everyone was screaming and crying watching the ferocity pamper them. Winda who can not let everything recklessly approach and pull back Andri's body.

“Soaring sir! remember God!” said Winda.

“Akhh!! Akhh!!” Arinda screamed out, blood from her wrist began to pour out. With a sharp look Andri said.

“This time I let you go! Remember I never mess around when I'm angry, and I also don't like sneaky people like you, once again you do reckless, finish your history!” Threaten Andri with a terrible aura.

“I-iya pak.” said Arinda trembling

Satisfied to make Arinda frightened, Andri also took off his grip.

Arinda who got a gap did not waste time, with fear half dead he ran to his motorbike.

And speeding at full speed left the man who almost took his life.

While Andri stared intently at his Art one by one, then he issued the next threat.

“Close your eyes, ears and mouth, assume that nothing ever happens, until someone else finds out about the matter, you're all done, especially my wife, he said, he can't know this!” Everyone nodded their head.

“Winda!”

“Iya sir,” Reply Winda.

“Quickly clean the room, no signs of activity there! The others disperse!” andri's Letah.

All the existing Art stands on the terrace immediately carry out Andri's decree.

30 Minutes later, Beeve and Emir arrived home.

Beeve who met Winda in the living room asked.

“What mas Andri has gone home mbak?”

“Already nyah.” replied Winda with a tense face and red eyes.

“You okay mbak?” ask Beeve for worry.

“I-iya nyah, I am fine kok nyah, excuse me,” said Winda.

“Wait for mbak, please call the others, we celebrate together birthday mas Andri,” said Beeve.

“Good nyah.” said Winda, who immediately carried out the order from the employer.

The Emir who had just arrived to the living room with birthday accessories asked.

“What's Bee?”

“Nothing, but mbak Winda seems to have just cried,” explained Beeve.

“Oh, that's normal, maybe eat seblak, don't think,”

“Yes, help me to light the candle yes,” pinta Beeve.

“Oke.” Beeve started putting candles with the number 26 on the cake.

The emir who had a lighter started lighting the candle.

“Mas, you're coming to the room right?”

“Whatever it may be, I went into your privacy room?”

“Boleh mas, you're Andri's brother,” Beeve said.

“But, still I'm someone else,”

“What the hell is mas? Come ah!” beeve said, and the Artes had arrived in front of Andri and Beeve's room.

“Share the trumpet mas and the balloons to them" Beeve said.

“Later after the door opens we both sing happy birthday song yes,” said Beeve with passion.

But all his Art just answered well with a slow tone.

The Emir opened the door handle, while Beeve held the cake in his hand.

When the door opened, they all saw Andri who was sitting leaning against the back of the bed.

“Happy birthday!!!! Happy birthday to you!! happy birthday to my husband, good luck!!” exclaim Beeve.

Andri who got a surprise from his wife was not at all surprised, but because he wanted to make his wife happy, he also pretended to be happy.

“Yes my dear!! What is all this?” andri asked with teary eyes and a big smile.

“Mas surprise!! Happy birthday to my husband.” Beeve went closer to her husband. Andri got up from the bed with a smile as if nothing had happened.

“Before blowing candles make a request first mas,” Beeve said.

Andri raised his hand and said do'a in his heart.

“Yes Allah forgive me for my sincerity, please launch my relationship with my wife, make only death that can separate us, and remove Arinda the righteous from my life, aamiin.” finished saying do'a to the power, he blew the 26-figured candle.

“Yeiii!! You're getting older mas!” beeve shouted, then the others applauded with agitated faces.

Emir who felt there was something strange to the Artists was suspicious.

Andri kissed his wife's forehead, “Thank you dear, I am very happy and also grateful at my age that now you are beside me, m.” said Andri.

“Where is the reward mas?” Beeve asked Emir for his card bag. Then the Emir handed it to Beeve.

“This is a gift from me mas, I don't know what you like, which obviously I bought it from the heart,” explained Beeve. Andri also opened a gift given by his wife, which turned out to be an ordinary watch.

“Really darling, that's from you I would have liked,” Andri said.

“Sorry, I did not buy a branded one, because it's a pity if your hard work money I scatter right.” said Beeve who pity her husband's pepper, if he was wasteful.

“Hahaha, I have nothing to lose dear if you buy a little more expensive.” said Andri who is more in love with Beeve.

“From that, mending buy land right mas? Can make assets,” Beeve said.

“Then, just buy any land you want.” after putting the gift on the bed, Andri cut the cake in his wife's hand.

Then the first cake he gave to Beeve, the second he gave to his beloved sister.

“Happy birthday Ndri, hopefully long life, may everything you want in the hijab by Allah SWT.” said Emir while giving his brother a gift, then Andri hugged his beloved sister.

“Thank you Mir, I'm glad you're here,” Andri said.

“Ayo mbak, you guys greetings mas Andri.” pinta Beeve on the Art that is still on the doorstep

With a state of coercion and fear in each of their hearts, they went in and congratulated and did'a to the master.

The tension is clearly visible on their faces one by one, which makes the Emir even more suspicious.

What the hell is this really? inner wondering.

While the sweet Beeve was busy chopping up the rest of the cake, then sharing it with their family Art.

“Loh mbak, where's Arinda? Wasn't she here?” beeve asked the Winda in front of him. Andri suddenly glanced sharply at his wife, lucky Beeve did not see the terrible highlight.

Nervously Winda replied, “Non Arinda has gone home madam,”

“Hah? Going home? In this heavy rain he continued home?”

“I-iya madam.” said Winda with a feeling of uneasiness, he hopes Beeve does not ask questions about Arinda again.

“Any yes she is, mbak so get her clothes from the guest room?”

“Yes mistress, but non Arinda won't wear it,”

“Oh... so yes mbak, mas had met Arinda enggak?” ask Beeve about her husband.

“No dear.” replied Andri casually.

“Any yes mas, on the matter of you he stopped by must have played for a long time, maybe he has business times yes,” muttered Beeve.

After the cake cutting event was completed, they all headed to the dining table, because Beeve and Emir also bought fried chicken with a lot of portions, to be eaten together.

Since it was her husband's birthday, Beeve paid more attention to Andri, he also bribed her husband with his hands directly.

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