The Curse of Love of Casanova

Definition of God-like Love.

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Cintya began to put her ears in ready-to-hear mode, standby one. prepared whatever God would say should be caught by her hearing very well.

"We're starting?" The god repeated, Cintya nodded as a gesture.

"In ancient times, there lived a handsome prince who was named the God Herlamb..."

The god did not continue his words because the girl who was in his embrace was looking at him with a ready to pounce.

"Dewaa.." a shrill voice filled the room with a wah interior that was already exactly like a broken ship.

"Sendiko kanjeng queen" the god imitates the style of a servant.

"Seriously dong Om!" Cintya.

"So seriously you're even getting my name," put on a face.

"Bodo," Pouty mode.

"No, his mouth is not polite deh you deck," God peeked from the side.

"Yes already if not the intention of the story is also not pa pa pa, no loss as well," Cintya was about to rise but the God held him back.

"Where are you going?"

"Find a man who can love the abundance of love for Cintya."

"Gue can love you the abundance of treasure, is it good to make you happier?"

"That's it?"

"He"em, so you're the same as me."

"OK deh, go yuk," The idea of negotiation also crossed the brain of the beauty.

"Where?" Enthusiastic gods.

"To KUA."

"Ngebet is very neng," God chuckled feeling victorious.

"Don't Om say faster is better?" Cintya replied with no less enthusiasm, saying excitedly.

"Have I ever talked about that?"

"Isn't that proof that Om is old, likes pilon. forgetful?" God grinned.

"Yes, gasskeun neng, hayuk,"

"Make?" The god frowned not understanding.

"Make Herlambang's transitional letter plus divorce papers for us."

"Well that's it beb." Call in place to be safe according to God.

"According to Cintya, the most obvious one is like that."

"Why.gimana.." this time a man as smart as God had to think hard because of the spoiled tengil girl's words.

"We married?" Cinta said as calmly as possible.

"Yes, keep" God listened

"Redirect all assets on behalf of Cintya," still in a calm tone

"No problem," very light without load.

"Keep We're divorced."

"Well, is that it?" Shock mode.

"Yes it must be, just now Om said that the treasure om can love more than love."

"I'm more confused cil." The god seems to think hard, I don't know his intelligent brain is unable to digest the speech of the girl who a few hours ago he made crying.

"To put it simply, Om, if we divorce it will auto all Om's property will be Cintya's," Cintya stopped her speech, giving a sableng man pause in front of her to think.

"Cintya's getting rich, huh,"

"Astaghfirullah deck, we have not even qobiltu, you have the intention to be a widow,ckkk ter la lu," God put on a sorry face.

"Beautiful, sexy, young, rich, which man would not want to be the husband of Cintya."

Cintya eloquently complains about the advantages, although not everything has become a reality.

The god swallowed his saliva with great difficulty, only to realize that he had entered into the trap of a beautiful girl with a tiny mouth but eblas,

"The last thing that will happen is, the sole heir of the kingdom of Herlambang Auto will fall poor to look handsome doang, not sellable." With Casualtya said. The gods are back in a crap losing mode.

"Babciiiil! tega bener lu ma me," God growled.

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