Don't Blame the Destiny

Chapter 86 (Crying)

Moreover, the mind cannot accept, if 3 different men must mix it in a short time.

The emir who was heavily drunk started to melt*t Beeve's sweet pink lips.

His heart was pounding, when doing a contest with the sense of taste with the woman of his dreams.

“Hump... yes..” Emir smothering Beeve's lips with his lips, he who had already enjoyed the beauty of his first kiss with Beeve more passionate, repeatedly he did the concoction on the lower lip and taste the beautiful girl.

Beeve's tears rolled down his cheeks, he who could not move could only accept the depravity of his sister-in-law.

The Emir who accidentally tasted the saltiness of Beeve's tears stopped his activities.

“Why are you crying? In case you enjoy it enough.” The Emir released his hand on Beeve.

“Are you satisfied? Can I go now?” Beeve who wanted to rise from the lap of his sister-in-law was even intercepted.

“New warm-up.” said the Emir, he also began unbuttoning Beeve's shirt, which of course Beeve held Emir's hand.

“Do not! Hicks...! Awake Mir! I'm your brother-in-law! Don't you do things in laur will be healthy!” The emir who had run down didn't understand Beeve's words.

“Why can't I? In the case that I love you so much, if you want to marry young, why not me? Why did you forget me?”

“Whatever you say is useless, because now I have become someone else's wife, so please, use your common sense, I don't like you, I don't like you, and I also have no intention to cheat, please let me go.” Beeve kept asking that the Emir cause it.

“Well, if you are not willing to accept me, let me be closer to you, so that you can weigh, who is more worthy to accompany you to old age,” said Emir.

The Emir again kissed Beeve's lips, as his hands unbuttoned the woman's clothes one by one, until a pink eye-glass wrapped in 2 hills walked in front of him, to look pink glasses, then the Emir lowered the footrest of Beeve's chair until it stuck.

“Anything below?” ask Emir.

“Don't be Emir! We can't do this!”

“Why not?” The dashing and energetic Emir got up, and put Beeve to bed on a straight bench.

He who was busy unbuttoning his shirt on top of Beeve, gave a gap to the poor woman, of course Beeve did not waste it.

Beeve's free hand tried to grab the sprite bottle lying intact on their back bench.

The Emir who had managed to unbutton his entire shirt prepared for guerrilla, but soon Beeve managed to get the sprite bottle he was looking for.

Prangs!! As much as Beeve's energy slammed the sprite glass bottle into the Emir's head, until the Emir felt staggering.

Then Beeve pushed the Emir's underpowered body from before him, then he got up and hurriedly opened the car door.

“Bee! Don't go!” The clash of bottles that the Emir received seemed to restore his consciousness and common sense back. But Beeve who was already afraid would not listen to the words of the Emir who almost desecrated him.

Zzarrr!!! In his escape, it suddenly rained.

Oh my God, what's my fault! I always have bad luck! inner Beeve.

The Emir, who was afraid something might happen to Beeve, began to follow.

Emir's car lights became the only light of Beeve's steps on the quiet and pitch-black road.

He who is afraid of being caught by the Emir further accelerates his run.

But no matter how fast the step, it will still be overtaken by Emir who uses vehicles.

Ciiit!! The Emir stopped right next to Beeve, then he got out of the car.

“Do not approach!” beeve said as he headed to the edge of the bridge where they stood.

“Bee! I-i'm sorry! Aju khilaf, let's go home.” said the Emir as he approached Beeve who now holds the bridge barrier.

“I said don't come any closer! If I take another step forward, I will jump!!!” scream Beeve.

“Do not! Don't jump, I beg you, forgive me, I'm wrong Bee!” The Emir asked that Beeve not do anything reckless.

“Sit's there! Don't step a step! Hiks..”

“I'm sorry Bee, let's go home with me! Here danger and much begal!” shouted Emir.

Zzzarrr!!! The rain was getting heavier, but Beeve who was already traumatized would not follow the Emir.

“I don't want to go home with you! I'll go home by myself!”

“Do not! Danger Bee, I promise I won't do anything stupid again, for that let's go home!” The Emir who had come to his senses was deeply sorry for his actions.

“No, I don't want to go home with you! I'll go home by myself! I hate you! Basic evil! Depraved! Hiks!!”

“OK, you can go home by yourself, but come home in my car!”

“You think I'm stupid? You'll catch me!”

“Go, I won't move from here.” Fearful Beeve ran into the Emir's car as fast as lightning, then locked it, without thinking about the Emir's safety, Beeve immediately hit the gas.

Under the rain, the Emir shed tears.

“Stupid! Stupid fool!” The Emir slapped his left and right cheeks in turn.

“Why am I acting so profanity at him, my God!! It's ruined my relationship with him!! The Emir was sitting limp, then he beat the asphalt to vent his frustration.

“Beeve!!!!!” she screamed loudly, looking up at the sky.

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Beeve who had reached the main door of his house also tidied up the buttons of his clothes first.

After that he got out of the car and rushed into the house.

Winda who watched his master drenched with a panicked face asked.

“Daddy, why is it wet like this?”

“Mbak! Is Andri home?” ask Beeve back.

“Mr Andri has not yet returned madam,” replied Winda.

“Ya already then.” Beeve left Winda for his room.

Brak!

He closed the door of the room hard, and locked it tightly.

The cold Beeve immediately changed clothes, after which he curled up in a blanket.

In his tears he began to examine himself, looking for what was wrong with him, so that others were so easy to make fun of him.

“Yes God, what am I wrong? Why are so many people treating me this low? Hiks... I was once naughty, but now I have changed, want to serve a husband, please protect me always yes Allah.” Beeve cried as he pleased in his do'a.

On a cold night of heavy rain, Beeve was still waiting for her husband's arrival.

He who feels lonely misses the warm embrace of the husband.

“You where the hell is mas? Why not go home?” Beeve glanced at the wall clock that had shown at 23:00 p.m.

He who did not eat from lunch also became in the wind, his entire body was also suddenly cold hot.

Slowly his consciousness began to disappear, resulting in a high fever that he experienced.

The next day, Beeve woke up because someone was knocking on his bedroom door.

When he turned to the wall clock it turned out to have shown at 14:00 noon.

“Yes Allah, I slept a long time.” Beeve immediately got out of bed and opened the door of his room.

Chelek, kriett...!!!

When the door had opened, Andri suddenly hugged Beeve tightly.

“Honey, why did you open the door so long?” Andri who felt the heat of Beeve's body temperature understood, if his wife was sick.

“Darling, you have a fever?” ask Andri.

Beeve who felt his life was unlucky from yesterday started crying.

“Hiks..., where are you from? Why didn't you pick me up? And why didn't you come home last night? What's the matter exactly? Why do I feel like you don't care about me anymore?? Tell me the truth, what's the reason you did this to me?” Beeve cried so much.

“I'm sorry baby, I was wrong.” only that word was said from Andri's mouth.

“You are evil mas.”

“I'm sorry baby, I promise I won't leave you again.” said Andri rubbed his wife's face soaked in sweat and tears.

Beeve cried for a long time in Andri's arms until he finally felt calm.

Can I tell you about the depravity that the Emir did to me? inner Beeve.

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