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The World of Gods Engineering

There is no giving up in the life of a God, an independent and tough young man. His days were always spent with his two best friends, Joan and Asya. And there's no word of spirit if God is under his father's confinement. The father who always demands his son to be a successful person with tiered clothes, according to the Gods. Another case with the Gods who want his success flooded with sweat like a taekwondo athlete who is hated by his father. But the wrong God has not followed the demands of the Father because now the God must be ready to face the pain and cover the pain of the Father.

“Wa, mending lo rest deh ga need to exercise first” pinta Joan.

“No Jo, 1 month away I have event” replied Dewa.

“Do not go to events again, Wa. Don't you feel sorry for yourself? Mending Lo vacuum aja from taekwondo” pinta Asya who is owned by Joan but not by God.

“Kalo Lo still follow taekwondo I will aduin Lo to Om Dendra” this time not a request from Asya but a threat.

“Do not take my father with me” replied Dewa flat.

“Gue agrees with Asya, however Om Dendra is Lo's father Lo's birth father, Wa. No need to cover up Lo disease from dia”

“Iya-iya I promise this last event. After that, I did not attend any more events. But I don't want to vacuum from taekwondo and don't want Dad tau”

The god is in front of his father's house. A house that almost God never entered as long as God entered the college. The god lives in the apartment because it is close to the campus. The Lord lethargicly entered the house, were it not for his friend who threatened not to return to the house.

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“Inget home also turned out” the voice made the steps God stopped.

“God tired well, want to go to room”

In the room, God immediately dropped himself on the mattress, ignoring the water that poured out on his temple. All the Gods felt at this moment was a pain in his chest. It is certain that after training the pain must have recurred but still ignored by the Gods.

It's been 1 month God routine exercise and routine relapse of pain. Now God will keep his promise after the match accompanied by Joan and Asya. His two best friends seemed hesitant to let his best friend wrestle in the ring.

“Lo sure, Wa” asked Asya doubtful.

“Iya, you guys calm down aja”

The gods have entered the arena to fight for the champions. Joan and Asya approach the rink to encourage God. In the moments of victory, the opponent violently hit the chest of the God and in that second the God collapsed not strong to rise again. It feels like the chest of the Gods wants to crumble. Seeing her best friend helpless, Joan and Asya swiftly brought the Gods out of the ring.

When Joan wanted to call Om Dendra on Asya's orders, God took the phone that was in Joan's grasp.

“Jo, please. Don't tell Dad I” that's all God can say. After that the God was unconscious. Joan and Asya immediately took the Gods to the hospital.

Elsewhere a middle-aged man finds a piece of paper in his son's room. How shocked to see that writing. There was anger and guilt in the man. Wanting to be angry for hiding it from him and guilt for scolding his son when his child's condition is unstable. Quickly the man called his son but there was no word across there.

In front of the IGD, Joan and Asya seemed to be pacing back and forth to here.

“Sya, I call Om Dendra aja ya”

“If God knows how?” Asya asked fear because God had told her that her father should not know.

“Let me take the risk” Joan's responsibility steady to convince Asya.

“Hal–” greeting Joan cut off with the person across there.

“Where are the Gods!!” nudge Om Dendra.

“Di...in the Om” hospital replied Joan nervously and her connection was turned off unilaterally by Om Dendra.

It didn't take long, Father God had already arrived in front of the IGD coinciding with the doctor examining the God out of the IGD.

“How is my son's condition”

“Sorry, we have as much as possible to save your child but God says another”

The god has been buried since this afternoon and now the sky began to dark but Dendra did not want to move from his place. He stared blankly at the mound of land that was still wet.

“Sorry Dad, son. Why are you hiding everything from Dad? Why did you turn your world into suffering yourself, God? Excuse me. Sorry Paah”