Don't Blame the Destiny

Chapter 99 (Truth)

Sinta who wanted to take a drink because her throat was hoarse yelled hysterically.

“Akhhh! Oh my God!!,” because he saw that Beeve had been sitting limp and tear in front of him.

“You why Sinta?!” tanya Resti, when Reski saw Beeve too, she was shocked.

“Mrs! Is madam okay?” the two knelt on the floor holding Beeve's body.

“Daddy, What happened?” ask Resti to panic.

But the shocked Beeve couldn't open his mouth.

“Mistress, is anyone sick? Why is the madam suddenly sitting on the floor? Hiks..!” Sinta cried seeing Beeve's condition.

“Tell me everything,” said Beeve.

“What does madam mean!” Sinta pretended not to understand, because Andri had threatened them first.

“Do not be stupid!! Tell me Sinta! What do you know!!” hardik Beeve's.

“But nyah, we...,” Resti did not know how else, regret also arose in his heart.

I should not have gossiped with Sinta earlier, Inner Resti.

“You don't want to talk yet?” Beeve got up from his seat with a trembling body.

“Sove! Collect all the Art in this house in 2 minutes! Send to the living room!” tell Beeve, who then steps towards the living room first.

“Aduh, how is this Rest!!” Sinta panicked.

“I don't know, here we're both wrong, quickly Sin! Call everything,” said Resti.

Sinta also took the phone in his pocket, then he sent a message to their Whats*pp group.

Guys guys!! Get together in the living room in less than 2 minutes! Hurry along!! ⁇ ️ Sinta.

Every Art that received the message was confused, but they still went to the instructed place.

One by one Art had arrived in the living room, each of them feeling awkward with the expression of their employer's suddenly cynical face.

“What's all here? Hum?!” ask Beeve in a loud voice.

“Already mistress.” answer all Art simultaneously.

“Please sit you all down,” Beeve said.

After all Art had sat on the sofa, Beeve started asking them questions.

“I want to get straight to the point, how long has it been, Andri and Arinda cheated on me?” beeve's question surprised the Artists.

They also look at each other with feelings of anxiety.

“Jawab!!” hardik Beeve's.

Everyone was afraid of the angry Beeve, but they did not dare to speak, because Andri had threatened them all after the tragedy happened.

“What the fuck are you all! No one wants to tell me?!” Beeve got up from his seat and squeezed the mouth of Sinta who was sitting on the sofa next to him.

“A-forgiveness nyah, I was wrong!” say Sinta.

“Tadi, this mouth is so fluent telling in the kitchen, now even close the meeting, what is this?? The hum?? Are you really my enemy?” with his head lowered his Art shook his head.

“Then? If not, why are you still silent!!! Huh!!” Beeve took off Sinta's mouth, then turned to the urn next to her couch.

And prang!!! He threw the jar in any direction, which made Art afraid.

“You also want to silence mbak Siska?! Not that last night, you heard my husband making love to another woman in my own house! Huh!!” Beeve who is controlled by the fire of jealousy and anger can not control himself.

“I-it, bu-bu-not so madam.” Siska did not know what to say, her tongue became stiff and unable to move.

“Terus what?! Can you be honest with me? Tell me, what really happened?!” Beeve was bluffing his teeth firmly, his tears were soaked in his smooth cheeks.

The compassionate mind of his master also began to tell the truth.

After this, I will resign, it's okay to lose my job, than I see the kind madam grieve, the inner Winda.

“All that happened on the 26th birthday of the lord, lady Arinda...”.

“Mistress?” Beeve cut off the talk of Winda.

“Iya, Miss Arinda,” says Winda.

“Pa the reason you call her mistress?”

“Because lady Arinda asked, according to her confession, mistress Arinda has married siri with sir, when surely, we no one knows,” explained Winda.

Beeve was aghast, his heart seemed to stop beating, he leaned his body against the back of the sofa.

“Gosh God....,” Beeve body limp helpless.

“What is the mistress still strong to listen to?” ask Winda.

“Further mbak.” replied Beeve with a hovering mind.

“Yes, lady Arinda did stop by, but...., she did not take a shirt from the guest room.” Winda also told everything he knew about the incident that night, other Art also helped justify the story of Winda.

Beeve who heard can only cry, he really did not expect, if Arinda stabbed him from behind, he also regretted not listening to the advice of his mother and Emir.

“But, even so, sir is not entirely wrong, for it was Madame Arinda who framed the master, and the master also wanted to kill madam Arinda at that time, but foolishly we prevented her, he said, forgive us all nyah, we really do not intend to side with Miss Arinda, this is beyond our control, if you have to open your voice about the affairs of our employer,” said Winda.

Even an understanding Beeve can't blame anyone but himself and Arinda.

“So, the fetus that Arinda bladders is the child of Andri mas? Damnit!” mumbling Beeve.

Beeve who did not accept the intention of revenge, he also rose from his seat, just a step he moved, suddenly he felt dizzy, his body was immediately unable to stand stably, he was unable to stand stably, Sinta swiftly caught the body of Beeve who wanted to collapse to the floor.

“Mrs! Madam!!” all Art was made to panic, they also carried Beeve's body to the room.

Winda quickly contacted Wildan's doctor.

“The lady must be conscious before the master comes home, can die all of us!!” look at Winda Panic.

At 17:00, after being unconscious for an hour and a half, Beeve finally woke up.

He saw next to him there was a Winda who was crying non-stop.

“Mbak Winda.” said Beeve in a weak voice.

“Mrs!!! Madam is conscious? Forgive us madam, because we are all mistresses so this is,” said Winda.

“You are not wrong whatever mbak, I was wrong.” Beeve who already felt more energized also rose from his sleep.

“May don't sit down, go back to sleep," said Winda.

“What time is it now?” ask Beeve.

“Jam 17:00 mistress,” Reply Winda.

“Please, find my phone mbak Winda,” said Beeve.

Then Winda who put Beeve's phone on the table took it.

“This is new.” Willa handed Beeve's phone.

“Thanks mbak.” says Beeve. He sent a short message to Arinda.

Send your home address, I want to visit now ⁇ ️ Beeve.

5 Minutes later, Arinda replies to Beeve's message.

Jg. Unity number 3, gang Merdeka ️ Arinda.

Look out for you! It's a big mistake you've been taking me lightly all this time! inner Beeve.

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