
The woman raised her face from the laptop screen when she heard the sound of her door opening.
"Assynnya!" the Goddess who comes after work.
"Waalaikumsalam." replied Wira who returned engrossed with her laptop.
"Dark like this anyway? Didn't you light the lights?" ask Dewi who is like his own house, blaming all the lights so that the Wira apartment looks bright.
"busy. Still making reports." she replied briefly.
The Goddess walked closer towards the Hero and extended her hand to salim. The hero knows and gives his hand. "Have you eaten yet?"
The hero shook his head.
"Huh? When haven't you eaten?" ask Goddess.
"Hm... The last time we ate together before you worked." replied Wira without taking her eyes off the laptop.
"Geez! That was old, mah! Wait for me to take a shower later I cook. What do you want to eat?" ask the Goddess who is very worried about Wira.
"What the hell." replied the Hero briefly.
Dewi saw Wira at a glance and her husband was focused on the screen of his laptop until he forgot to eat. What she did for her mother too. Without Wira realized, there was a sense of admiration in the Goddess.
A good man, though very hurtful, turns out to be an angel hiding behind a devil mask. Only cooking for the Hero can the Goddess do.
The goddess took a shower and changed her clothes. He who considers the apartment is his own home immediately looking for food. True that Wira said, Mommy always filled the refrigerator with lots of food but rarely he cooked.
Goddess takes kwetiaw, eggs, sausages and meatballs. He planned to make boiled kwetiaw. A warm menu that fits in at night on an empty stomach.
The goddess also cooks for the hero. The menu is ready in just 10 minutes. "Close the laptop, eat!" said Dewi while bringing the food he made.
"Stage. Again on fire!" reply Hero.
Dewi sat next to Wira and saw that his jar of fried flour fish was empty. "That's delicious? Want me to do it again?"
"You!" answer the hero quickly. "So I was eating. Tasty. Make a lot!"
The goddess smiled happily, only anchovy flour but the Wira was already happy like that. At least with Wira he felt he had a real friend. Not like in the office all day staring at him with disdain. The goddess doesn't know and doesn't want to know. Caring for demons with people's eyes, they don't give him money to eat.
Perhaps only the Hero is the only friend of the Goddess. The ugly reputation of his family who likes to owe keeps his friends away. Fear debted. No problem for the Goddess. They also will not remember when he had a lot of money later. Not know when...
Wira did not also touch the cuisine made by Dewi. Makes the Goddess anxious and decides to feed the Hero. "Open his mouth!"
The hero according to and eats what the goddess bribes. "Enak. What's this?!" apparently seeing what the Goddess cooks is also not. If you have focused on one thing you can forget each other.
"Kwetiaw. I see there is a kwetiaw in the refrigerator yaudah I made aja." replied Dewi while returning to feed the Hero.
"Enak. I liked. Later I ask Mommy to bring kwetiaw again so that you cookkin" said Wira as he pleased.
The goddess smiled hearing that. "Sir, whose food is cooking? Why so much? Don't know if you've never been together?!"
Replace the smiling hero. "Mommy I'm afraid his son is sparse because he lives in an apartment alone. So yes equipped with food like war. Many stock! There are those who cook!"
The Goddess is silent. He also ventured to ask Wira. "Sir, if your parents know how we married?"
The Goddess' heart was slightly pinched hearing that. It turns out that this marriage must be kept secret forever. Is this because marriage is temporary?
"Wi! Goddess!" the word surprised the Goddess.
"Ah yes, sir!" The Goddess was about to feed the hero.
"Not eat! You must think the same word I say? Don't think macem-macem! I just want us to keep it a secret for a while. Because honestly, I do not know how they react if we know we marry series, especially with the reason to justify our plus plus business. I am afraid they are angry and disappointed with me. I'm not ready yet. I'm afraid my mommy is sad too. So, please keep us a secret until I'm ready to tell them, okay?" the word of the Wira calms the Goddess.
What can the Goddess do other than just nod? Assenting the words of the Hero and subordinate his feelings. Dewi again feed the Hero until it runs out and wait for the Hero to work.
The tired goddess worked all day to fall asleep on the carpet with her head leaning against the sofa. Wira did not realize because he focused on his laptop screen. But when he was about to stretch his body that felt sore, Wira saw his wife fall asleep because she was tired of accompanying him.
The heart of the spirit feels touched. Although Dewi is only the wife of Siri but Dewi still obeys her like a wife who loves her very much. Wira asked Dewi to return to the apartment Dewi participated, but he was even engrossed in his own laptop.
It was 3am, Wira was also tired. Turn off his laptop and hold the Goddess and put her to bed. The hero hugs the Goddess and sleeps soundly.
The goddess felt her sleep so sound and comfortable. He opened his eyes and found a beautiful morning scene, a handsome face that hugged him tightly.
The goddess ventured to kiss the cheek of the Wira. Her husband was still asleep because he had not slept long. He did not know that the Goddess had stolen a kiss from him.
The goddess woke up and began to do her job. Clean the Wira apartment and cook breakfast for Wira. Wira has not yet woken up and Dewi lets her tired husband work longer sleeps.
The sound of the phone call made the Goddess somewhat shocked. He took his HP and it was written Bahri's name.
"Why Deck?" ask the Goddess without a stale base.
"Sister, where is Brother? Still in Mr Wira's apartment?" ask Bahri.
"Yes. Why?"
"I'm under it! Brother get off for a second dong!" pinta Bahri's.
Although somewhat surprised by the behavior of her sister, Dewi also assented. He goes downstairs and meets Bahri in the apartment lobby.
Bahri looks thinner and a bit tired. "Where are you going on the deck? Rarely home! My mom and dad keep going!" namel Goddess.
"From the money, brother. It's!" Bahri gave a rather thick envelope.
"What's this?" ask Goddess.
"Make Brother pay the same debt Mr. Wira. Not much anyway. But it's kind of reduced my brother's debt, right?" answer Bahri.
The goddess opened the envelope giving the Hero and was surprised to find its contents. There is money of hundreds of thousands with a nominal of five million. "Wow! That's plenty! Where's the money from?" ask the Goddess wonder.
"Yes from ngojek, Brother. Some are carter me, nganterin from one place to another. There are many places I go in a day. That's why you can get that much!" bahri replied with pride.
"Who hired you?" ask the Goddess suspiciously.
"Sister doesn't need to know. Thanks to Pak Wira huh Kak. It is good to reduce my brother's debt. I want to get some more money. Later if I get a lot of money, Brother can love to Mr. Wira again. Okay?"
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