The Love of the Duda

TCSD 107: Meet

The invited guests one by one greeted the two brides who were standing on the lap. Smiles like flowers blooming in the garden, clearly visible on the faces of both. Happiness, gratitude seems to mix into one, so it is not surprising that the happiness emanated from the faces of both of them also suggest people who are in this ballroom to also feel happiness.

The best prayers are between the handshakes between the guests and the couple. Being a glimmer of hope, so that the marriage of a couple will be eternal until the end of time. After shaking hands with the bride and groom, they began to swing their legs to get closer to the buffet table, which on the table was already lined with various food menus that look so delicious and tempting. While listening to the strains of jazz music that echoed in the room, this meal event seemed to increase in favor.

"How's Wa? Do you feel tired standing for almost two hours like this?"

Krisna who had been busy making sure this event went smoothly and without any obstruction came swinging her footsteps closer to the boss and his wife. So busy, to the point that the man had symbolically not yet shaken hands with God. And when his busyness was felt more relaxed, he also chose to approach the bride, of course to congratulate like other invited guests.

"Yes, I'm really tired today. Though I did not do any activity at all, but it feels why my legs are so sore like this?"

A reasonableness if God feels tired that so whack. The invited guests came and went without stopping and after two hours, the man could land his buttocks in the armchair while straightening his legs.

"If you're tired, don't ever get stung in your mind to remarry Wa. Make it the last one!" krisna said, giving a valuable tip to the boss.

God can only grieve while looking at the cynical assistant who seems more experienced in marriage like this, even though the lover he does not have, how can he give such advice.

God pulled Mara's arm. He wrapped his hands around the slender waist of this beautiful wife. And swept the niche of his neck with his lips. "This woman will be the last woman of my life. Until then, I will still make her the only queen who reigns in my heart." The god rubbed Mara's cheek gently. "Is that so, dear?"

Mara's cheeks are red. The woman looked embarrassed. He can only nod slowly. "May it be like that, Mommy!"

The god brought Mara's handcuffs closer to her lips. Intensely, the man was seen kissing the clothes of the wife. "There's no need for you to doubt it, honey. My heart has been tethered to you. So that no woman can distract me and my eyes from your pretty face."

Krisna could only be flabbergasted at the words of the man in front of her. Although the age of the Gods is quite old, but the ability to wrestle the wife can not be doubted. Sure enough, every word that was spoken from the lips of the God was successful in making Mara more and more spoiled on the shoulders of the husband.

"Ra, don't you have diabetes?" seloroh Krishna to his boss's wife.

Mara who had previously laid her head on the shoulders of the Gods, slightly stood up. And now he and Krishna are also rubbing each other. "You mean how Mas? I have no history of diabetes."

Mara chuckled, it could be that her husband's personal assistant had such ridiculous thoughts. "You said what the hell. I am happy every day listening to the sweet words of the Lord. I feel more and more in love with my husband."

Mara put her head on the shoulder of the God. Fingers her hand she linked with her husband's fingers. Grasping each other tightly, not wanting to escape.

The gods turned back to Krishna. "How is it, I'm even one step ahead of you right Kris? I've never been on an adventure like what you do with the women out there. But in reality, I was the one who got married first, wasn't I?"

"Huh, you base Wa. Not to help find a girlfriend, but to insult!"

The gods are laughing. After that, he focused on showering Mara's head with kisses on the top of her head.

"God!"

The head of the God that he had previously placed on Mara's head, now a little he dikakkan. His eyes rolled toward the source of the sound. And immediately his eyes were perfectly rounded.

"Om Arman, Dita!"

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Tetiba, I was attacked by drowsiness that was so whack. We continue tomorrow, brother... 😘😘😘