The Faithful Heart

Angrier

God's eyes sparkled as he watched the heart lover sit together with his mother. The presence of Hana is really encouraging and new energy after a day struggling with a job that drains his energy and mind. In an instant the tiredness and dizziness disappeared just like that.

" Dear, when did you come? This is a great surprise." asked the god with sumringah.

His face was full of freshness. Although only wearing a plain shirt that adheres perfectly to his athletic body and knee-length color pants but still the level of his agility does not decrease in the slightest. The god sprang towards Hana stretching out his arms intending to hug the girl who would be his wife for two weeks.

" Stop....! Don't touch me..!" Hannah avoided giving distance between them.

" Uh? Why..?" The god seemed confused by Hana's refusal.

" Don't hug me." ketus Hana.

" Why are you Yank?"

" What happened to Hana Bu?" god asked his mother, but her mother just shrugged her shoulders in ignorance.

" This, why are there so many things here? You're shopping, aren't you?"

" No, this is all Hana brought. Look at Hana giving me a lot of gifts. Hana's choice is good, right? All suited to Mother's taste." the mother of the Gods displayed the goods Hana gave her proudly.

" good..... It all seems to be suitable for Mom. But why does Hana look so angry now?" The god stole a glance towards Hana who had been staring at him sharply looked very upset.

This why the hell? What am I wrong? Why did Hana suddenly look at me like this?

" You why the hell Yank? I was wrong?" ask the god gently.

" Guess yourself."

" Yes I'm sorry yes.don't be angry again, don't be that manyun.... Soon you will be old." persuade the god thus.

" Why apologize if you don't feel guilty" replied Hana Jutek.

" Mom, Hana why are you so angry?" whispered the Lord to his mother.

" I don't know, he was okay. Just talking while joking."

" Why are you angry now?"

" No need to whisper, I can still hear." ketus Hana who made the God grimace.

Hana very fierce, what else dapet huh? Usually, girls if they get angry again only.

" Yank is his dong. If you don't tell me how do I know where I'm wrong?"

" Dear, baby, why not good you know if the bride-to-be angry is not clear." the mother of God helped persuade the candidate of his mant.

" Dewa ngeselin..... I'm tired of fighting belain here with gifts. But he didn't even recognize me, even at the gate he klasonin I was very hard to let a spit aside." cerocos Hana spilled his frustration. Actually before the mother God story, Hana did not know that the driver of the car that laxates him to make him shocked is a God.

" A_i'm nglaksonin' you? At gates?" God tries to remember.

" You, you're the courier who got in the way at the gate, huh?"

" No, Mom, she doesn't know me. Even think of me as a courier's mbak." whine Hana.

" Eh already, do not need to sulk again dong. Kan Dewa not intentionally, besides you also why bring so many items on a motorcycle? It's danger." the mother God tried to temper Hana's annoyance.

" Yes mother has stayed in the room yes, want to put the goods first. Don't forget the chocolate angel is drunk so her mind is a henchman." Hana's mother passes into the room giving room to Hana and the Gods.

Hana was a bit surprised when her neutrals met the God Netra who was looking at her sharply.

Why does God see me like that. Is he angry? But angry for what, should I still be angry?

" Why are you looking at me like that?" lirih Hana while bowing her gaze.

" Why?" the tone of the Gods sounded angry.

" Why am I angry? You're not realising? Why do you run around at night riding a motorcycle with that much luggage? Danger, you know!?" snapped God, his chest rumbled imagining how the journey Hana had gone through.

How can God be more powerful than me?

" I_" replied Hana stammered, her guts suddenly shriveled in the face of the anger of the God.

" Ma_ sorry. I just want to give a gift to you and mom." replied Hana still keep her head down.

" Huh...." The god breathed deeply.

" I'm sorry, I shouldn't be mad at you. But your actions just now were really dangerous. Do not repeat again, next time you can call me to pick up or if you can also order a taxi online right?" the Lord shrieked Hana's body into his arms. He kissed Hana's head many times.

" I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be mad at you."

" Yes, sorry about me too. But don't be angry anymore." snorted Hana in the arms of the Gods. Hana wrapped her hand on the body of her heart lover.

" Eh but earlier you were indeed very similar to the courier delivery package." God.

" That's it..... You're so mean to cook that I'm a courier." Hana unraveled her embrace and inched to sit on the sofa.

" Ha ha ha, you're also stubborn. Why are you riding a night bike? It's the last yes, no other time." Threatened God.

How to be possessive gini sich, what's wrong with riding a motorcycle? God also likes to ride a motorcycle why forbid me?

" Wait, why the last one? What's wrong with riding a motorcycle? Why did you forbid me to ride a motorcycle?" cerocos Hana who does not accept if it should be banned from riding a motorbike.

" It can't be. Just can not ride a motorbike with a lot of weight what else at night. Danger know Yank? Do you know for yourself that a motorcycle is not a freight vehicle? And you're a cook girl riding a motorcycle alone at night is a danger." The gods tried to explain the reason that made sense.

" What is dangerous? I'm a taekwondo master, you also know for yourself how great I am." Hana said.

" Mmmhhh." The god melu*at Hana's lips gently, making the owner of the silent lips peeked instantly.

" Will you still want to wander?" the face of the God grinned.

Hana quickly shook her head. Even though his lips had been fused with those of the Gods, his heart still beat unnaturally when the lips of the Gods touched his lips. His cheeks were still flushed with embarrassment.

" How? Have you agreed not to ride the bike like that again?"

" I_ yes."

" A promise not to repeat?"

" Promise."

" He he he, you're funny when you're nervous like that. Oh by the way it's all a gift to me, right?" Gods chuckling.

" Yes." answered Hana briefly.

" The answer is not so fun just one word doang."

" Ishhhh, you....?!" Hana clenched her hands tightly she felt she had been played with. His lips smiled cynically.

" Why Yank, don't you take it? Or want to be kissed longer and deeper? But I can't guarantee you that you can stop for a kiss." The god rolled his eyes full of intent.

" DARK.....!!! YOU PERVERTED BRAIN....!" Hana hit Deity with a paper bag containing clothes repeatedly.

" What is perverted? I'm just offering myself, who knows if you will too. Ha ha ha." The god laughed while running trying to dodge Hana's punch.

" Beware of you, don't run. He said he wanted more than a kiss. Here I love. Don't run anymore...!" Hana continues to chase after the gods.

Silent silent the mother God watched the two with a smile that continued to grow. He was very happy to see the togetherness of Hana and her son.

May you always be together forever. Thank you, O God, You have replaced the tears of sadness with happy laughter. Thank you for sending Hana to God, please take care of both of them always.