Crown Goddess for Sale Friend 100 Million

Crown Goddess for Sale Friend 100 Million
Chapter 73



In one of the modest houses, two friends were talking. For two years not meeting, making the two exchange stories.


"Eh, your son really does not look like Kak kata sih Wi, even the rules?" A teenage girl stared at Calvin's face.


"Hihihi. ya clearly do not look like the Word, Mir. right my husband is not the Word," Goddess giggled. His meeting with Mira his SMK best friend was comforted, a little forgetting his heartache to Bram.


Yes, at this time Dewi was in her theme house, while pushing her son for a walk to a park not far from her home. In the middle of the road, Dewi met Mira who had just returned home shopping for vegetables, then Dewi was invited to stop by. Of course Dewi was happy, even though Surtini was gone, now comes Mira who has just 3 days to come home from the state of Upin Ipin.


"Well, seriously Wi? You're not married to Brother Firman, so which man is your husband?" Cecar Mira was surprised. For two years as tkw, Mira never knew the news of the Goddess. But Mira knew, from school until graduation, Dewi was the lover of Firmansyah.


From then on, Mira goes to work in a neighboring country, and never knows again the news of her best friend. Her parents have not told her about the goddess.


"Not that, my husband is Amsterdam" answered Dewi while rubbing the forehead of his son who was giving breast milk.


"What!" Mira flabbergasted. "Away very Wi? How do you know a bule guy?" Mira bobbing head.


"The story is long Mir," the Goddess smiled wryly. Of course not want to tell me about how he met Bramanstya. After all, Dewi did not want to bring up any more about Surti who had calmed down in his final resting place.


"Seriously Wi, where can you meet bule from?" Mira was not satisfied with the Goddess's answer.


"In Jakarta Mir, I will have spent three months. Continue to. meet the same father bocil," Lie Goddess raised Calvin, then kiss him after full feeding. The boy fell asleep in the Goddess's lap.


"My husband is not Caucasian Mir, but ordinary like most Indonesians," Dewi recounted that her mother Bram was Indonesian.


"Waah.it must be handsome. May also Wi, if there is a stock of men like that. Hihihi..." Mira laughs, then invites Dewi to put Calvin to sleep in her room.


"We cook yuk." Bring Mira. Before her mother left, she told Mira to prepare lunch.


"Come, what do you want to cook?" The goddess is excited, what's wrong with entertaining yourself. Bramanstya is not home either.


"I've been shopping, I want to cook chicken soto," Mira opened the fridge, talking about them cooking.


"During marriage, I can't cook Mir." Honest Goddess.


"Can't you?" Mira was surprised.


"Yeah..so Mir, I'm not allowed to cook with my husband," Dewi said, so unfortunately to Dewi, her husband did not let himself work this by Bram.


"Alaaah.. yummy you Wi, it turns out that you have a husband, Sultan," Mira amazed made.


The goddess only smiled, she was completely comforted to forget if there was a problem with Bram. Two hours already, the Goddess in that place until the cooking is cooked.


"Oh my God, it's 11 Mir, I go home first yes," the Goddess immediately washed her hands to carry Calvin.


"Oh No! You should have lunch with me first." Prevent Mira.


"Next time Mir, I promise. I've been here two hours."


Dewi finally came home, carrying Calvin who was still slumbering, while pushing an empty stroller. Within a 10-minute walk, Dewi arrived home.


"I've got a car, has the man gone home?" Goddess monologue, when she saw her husband's car was already in the yard. However, it has not been put into the garage.


The goddess just walked in because the front door was not locked. When she was about to go to Calvin's room, passing her husband who was pensive on the sofa alone, unaware of the presence of the Goddess.


The Goddess passed Bram just like that, without intending to salim hands as usual. He still remembers when his hand was in a rough episode by Bram.


"Goddess..." Call Bam, stop the steps of the Goddess when about to enter the room.


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