Don't Blame the Destiny

Chapter 88 (The Fire)

Arinda tightly grasps his phone, “Should mas Andri with me, I am his real wife, the child in my womb is his biological child, why does he not accompany me? Why be with that filthy, itchy, liar Beeve? Wh why? On the other hand I'm better than Beeve, able to keep my crown for my husband, not like him, but why has Beeve always been the luckiest all along? Akh!!!” Arinda throws her phone in any direction.

“I'll get rid of it!” mummy Arinda.

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While the Emir, who saw Beeve's status grew increasingly depressed, he was very sorry for his actions, he also preferred to lock himself in a room rather than go to campus.

“If I am not drunk, surely everything is still going well,” murmured Emir.

The Emir again opened a photo gallery on his phone, and opened his childhood portrait with Beeve.

“If I had not been out of the country, maybe I am with you now, now all just endless hope in my heart, worse I hurt you, Bee, forgive me.” Emir's feelings are so unsettling.

He decided to get out of his room. The Emir who went down to the first floor saw the presence of Arinda's mother in his house.

What are they gonna do here? inner Emir. The curious man approached to listen to the conversation between his parents and Arinda's parents.

“Barusan Arinda called, he said son Andri left him alone in their house, and instead went on vacation with Beeve, how is it mom then? Poor Arinda, she is young, but lives alone there,” Elijah's light.

“So you came here just to say that?” rahma said cynically.

“Iya ma'am, because I say I do not have a mother contact or even Mr. Yudi.” explained Elijah.

“Haduh, if that is the case, let Andri and your child take care of it, I do not want to interfere, after all it is the risk of becoming a second wife, what else without the blessing of the first wife, I do not want to interfere, yes have to accept whatever the decision of her husband,” said Rahma upset.

“Yes I know that Arinda is the wife of siri, but pity mom, she lives alone there.”

“Yes if you feel sorry, you just accompany it, just have to bother coming here,” said Rahma.

“I couldn't possibly accompany her, because her father also needed me mom, so I mean this, how about Arinda stay in this house alone, come on mom, pity, she's pregnant, where can take care of yourself.” pinta Elijah who wants his daughter to live with the Andri family.

“Oh, it can't be, this house only accepts one daughter-in-law, namely Beeve, if the problem is pregnant, Beeve is also pregnant young, and your daughter knows it, but instead trap my son, who is pregnant, the funny thing is you guys feel like he's the luckiest? Hey you, here's the most alarming thing, Beeve, if it wasn't for my son wanting the safety of his son you wanted to abort, of course I will not want to bless the relationship between your son and my son! Your ears have heard explain, this house does not accept your itchy daughter! Let's get out of here, I'm sick of you family!” pekik Rahma's.

Elijah who was driven away became upset and hurt, he came out of the house of Andri's parents without face and self-esteem.

The Emir who witnessed his mother's anger was only silent, because honestly he did not agree if Arinda lived in their residence.

Rahma who saw the presence of her son near the stairs started to babble back.

“This is because of your stupid mas! Business so runyam, you hear yes Mir, remember well, even though you like Beeve, do not try to be a pebinor, if until you do that, I castrate you! Huh!! All my new life this time I was indignantly born inwardly, it seems like I have to go to the salon straightening the muscles in my face, must have been a lot of slack because of that stupid Arinda and Andri!” after being satisfied with her heart, Rahma rushed for treatment to her subscription salon.

The Emir rubbed his face with both hands.

Mother is like a shaman, knows everything in my brain, the inner Emir.

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At 19:00 p.m., Beeve and Andri finally reached the summit.

They also rented a beautiful private Villa, which is served by views of the forest and clear waters right next to the Villa.

“Seram what the hell baby? After all we are only 500 meters from other villas,” said Andri.

Andri also took down 1 large suitcase containing their belongings from the trunk of the car.

“If there is a ghost how is it? Where the tree is high again.” said Beeve while holding her husband's arm.

“Say you like a quiet and quiet place, which I obviously choose this place, besides there is security patrol 24 hours dear, so do not be afraid.” Andri calmed his wife.

They began to enter the villa, and immediately Beeve smiled sumringah, because in the villa was so comfortable and clean, the furniture was also complete, and there were also many food ingredients available.

The thirsty Beeve opened the refrigerator in the villa's living room.

“Wah, the variety of drinks is very much mas,” said Beeve.

“Iya dear, I told them to fulfill it before, and also asked that the kitchen be provided with rice and meat and other cooking ingredients, because I want us to really vacation together, both of us, and I also want to taste your cooking, because since marriage, you have never cooked anything for me,” Andri explained.

Beeve smiled at Andri who was so romantic to him.

“So the story, today until tomorrow we play a simple household story drama mas?” ask Beeve.

“Yes dear, occasionally I also want to stay alone with you, without Art.” Andri hugged Beeve's body affectionately.

“But we are not both,” said Beeve.

“Oh yes! I mean, with our son too.” Andri knelt down and kissed Beeve's belly which was beginning to distort.

“Sorry son, if papa forgets the same dede, ummuach, papa son what else is inside? A hum? Dede is hungry, baby?” Andri repeatedly kissed Beeve's stomach and invited his son to chat. Beeve laughed amusedly at Andri's actions. After that Andri stood back up and kissed Beeve.

“Honey, eat yuk!”

“Iya mas.” Andri and Beeve went to the dining table in the kitchen of the villa, and Andri opened a packet of rice and hot fried chicken that they bought at the entrance gate of the villa.

The two ate voraciously, after which Beeve and Andri washed their faces before heading to the room.

The ice-cold forest air makes both of them do not need Ac help.

“Mas! What the fuck?” beeve asked, because when she unpacked the contents of the suitcase there was not a single halal pajama or a thick jacket carried by her husband.

“Hah? Hehehe,” Andri laughed wryly in front of the room door.

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