Don't Blame the Destiny

Chapter 85 (Love You)

Beeve kept waiting until the red dusk had enveloped the blue sky.

She returned to dial the husband's number, but still no answer.

Because the campus was deserted, he decided to wait in front of the gate.

Why haven't you come yet? inner Beeve.

He who walked alone to the gate noticed the former who had been monitoring his movements.

“Finally you come home too.” murmured Cristian who was worried about leaving Beeve on that quiet campus.

Upon arriving at Beeve in front of the campus gate, he sat at a bus stop next to the gate.

He who had just sat down suddenly received a phone call.

When he saw the phone screen, it was a phone call from the Emir.

She was excited, back grim, because what she was waiting for was a call from her husband.

📲 “Halo mas,” Beeve.

📲 “Halo, where are you?” Emirs.

📲 “A stop near campus gate,” Beeve.

📲 “Oke, wait for me there, I'll be there soon,” Emir.

Not done yet Beeve spoke, the Emir has cut off his phone call.

“Yeah, in case I haven't finished talking,” murmured Beeve.

2 minutes later, the Emir's black sedan stopped in front of the stop, opening the windshield.

“Naik.” he said to Beeve who was still sitting.

“Sorry, but I promised to go home with Andri,” Beeve said.

“She will not come, fast up already night,” Emir said.

Beeve just realized it was dark, he who was afraid alone there decided to get into the Emir's car.

“Know where, mas Andri won't come?” ask Beeve.

“Intinya he will not come.” replied the Emir who began to drive a car.

“Kok I'm not on the phone anyway? In terms of mas Andri has promised to eat with me outside.” murmured Beeve with a feeling of disappointment.

“Eat outside with me only,” Emir said.

“Hum? No need to mas, I eat at home,” said Beeve.

“Come on, don't be shy, we ate a lot tonight,” Emir smiled at Beeve.

“Lain times mas, but mas know not about why mas Andri did not come to pick me up?” Emir who does not like Beeve continues to mention the name Andri brushed his car suddenly.

Cheek up!!

“Kok stop mas?” beeve asked with a confused face. Then the Emir approached Beeve.

“Andri continues, Andri continues! Is he the only one in your head? To the point of wearing your seat belt you forgot?”

“Oh yes, sorry mas, hehehe.” Beeve wears his seatbelt immediately after being reprimanded by the Emir.

“This is it, can we leave?” beeve said, but the drunk Emir became an ungodly emotion.

“Do you love her? Anything Andri, all-round Andri.”

“Yes natural mas, he is my husband,” said Beeve.

“Mas, why are you angry is not clear so, we better walk again see, here is the border, fear there begal.” pinta Beeve who began to fret.

“Don't switch the conversation, I'm not done, listen Bee, I don't like it if you always mention the name of that jerk, and to be honest, I never like your wedding, should be your husband it's me, not him.” Beeve was inexhaustible with the Emir's mind.

“What are you talking about mas? It's not clear, are you drunk? Akh, let's go!” squeak Beeve.

“I'm not drunk, you're easy to promise, it's easy to deny!”

“Appoint? Reject?” Beeve had no recollection of his previous talks with the Emir.

“Iya! You promised to marry me, both of your parents have approved of us, but why? You chose Andri?” The Emir opened his seatbelt and approached the Beeve next to him.

“What do you want?!” hardik Beeve's.

Then the Emir stroked Beeve's stomach and said, “It should be my seed that you're carrying not him!!” The Emir shouted loudly in Beeve's ears.

“Akh!! Get your hands off my stomach!” Beeve brushed the Emir's hand away, the distance of their face that was only an inch makes Beeve can smell the smell of alcohol from the Emir's lips.

“It's worth your weird behavior, it's true that you're drunk! Stay away from me!” Beeve pushed the Emir's body from before him.

But the Emir who has been busy hugging his own brother-in-law.

“Do not say that, let me hug you for a moment baby!”

“Akh!! Don't do this! I'm your brother-in-law!” Beeve tried to push the Emir's body tightly clutching it.

“Just for a moment, let me hug you, I from the past until now still very much love you.” The Emir expressed his feelings to Beeve.

“But I don't love you! Unhand me! Don't go crazy like this! I'm your brother's wife! Stay away from me!” Emir who did not like Beeve said Andri's name released his embrace, then Beeve hastily removed his seatbelt, but unfortunately before that fell Emir stopped his action.

“Bee, Andri is not in love with you, the only person who accepts you as you are is me, leave Andri, and marry me, I will accept your son too,” persuaded Emir.

“Kony!”

Plaque! Beeve slapped the Emir's cheek which he thought was outrageous.

“Who do you think you are? You can say that about my husband! Look yeah, I don't love you, I just love my husband, don't you slander my husband by saying he doesn't love me, you should realize your actions are really outrageous, I'm really disgusted at you! Now let go of my hand! Because I want to go home!” hardik Beeve's.

“You can't go home,” Emir said.

“Release! I want to go home!” Beeve continued to try to take off the Emir's hand that was clasping his hand tightly.

“You want to go home? Hum?” ask Emir.

“I-iya mas, I want to go home, please do not do this, I beg.” Beeve began to tremble, as the Emir displayed a strange smile.

“You can go home, after we have done a round, to be honest Bee, I have long wanted you.” Beeve's eyes widened, he did not expect, if the Emir is such a jerk.

“Crazy! Don't fuck with me! Let go of me!” Beeve thrashed with all his might.

But the Emir, whose power was superior, locked the movement of Beeve, he pulled Beeve's body, and sat him on his lap, and clasped Beeve's hands tightly back to the back.

“Do not!!” Beeve shouted loudly, but unfortunately the luxury car was soundproof, others could not see into the car.

The emir who was still under the influence of alcohol hugged Beeve, and stroked the hair of the beautiful woman he loved.

“Don't be afraid, anyway I'm not someone else, I'm the future husband you left,” Emir said.

“Crazy! Basic crazy! Let go of me!” Beeve began to cry, he could not accept if his fate would end unlucky that night.

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