The Love of the Duda

TCSD 108: Humiliating Yourself

"God!"

The god who previously put his head 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!"

Not only Gods, Krishna was also surprised by the appearance of the former in-laws and ex-wife of his boss. Almost two hours of this event was held, but only this second the two men showed their noses. The god moved from his sitting position. Putting on a face as relaxed as possible, to disguise any form of surprise.

"Congratulations on your marriage, Wa. I hope this is your last marriage. Until death do you two part."

Arman extended his hand. To congratulate the former daughter-in-law. The god, who previously seemed to doubt what Arman was doing, seemed to be weighing a little about what he should do. However, in the end the man welcomed the hand of the former in-law.

The god smiled knot. "Thank you so much for your prayers. I assure you, this is God's last marriage." The god circulated his gaze toward the wife who was still in a position to sit on the chair. "Honey, let's stand up, my hands are the same as Arman's!"

Mara nodded obediently. He stood at the side of the Gods and began to shake Arman's hand.

"It turns out you're much prettier than the one in the photo. May happiness always accompany the household life of both of you!"

Mara nodded slowly. "Aamiin, thank you very much Om!" Mara, who had previously stared fixedly at Arman's face, again linked her gaze towards the husband. "Who is this Arman?"

The god only put a smile on his lips. The man further tightened the circumference of his arm around the waist of the wife. "Om Arman this is the papa of this woman beside him, dear!"

Arman smiled bitterly to hear the ex-son-in-law was not even willing to mention the name of his son even mention the position of the child as his ex-wife. But Arman understood very well, that what the child did was really very outrageous, so it is not surprising that the former daughter-in-law did not even acknowledge the presence of the child.

Something pinched the middle-aged man's heart when he saw that the son-in-law had regained his happiness. A kind of taste that he had difficulty describing, came to tinker with his heart. Perhaps an anger to condemn the stupidity of the child for making a very fatal mistake. And perhaps a sense of regret because he did not contribute to keeping his son in the right way.

If only Dita did not play with fire, he would still be living quietly in the house of God. And of course God will pour out the love he has for Dita with a great love. Aaaahhh... What's the point of wondering? If this is the reality experienced by Dita? The mistake he made was indeed fatal, it was impossible if Dita could return to the side of God.

Mara's forehead shriveled slightly while looking at a woman in a black party dress with a part of her chest. "Who is this woman?"

The god was a little jolted, because he basically had not been able to show a photo of Dita in front of the wife, so it was only natural that his wife did not know who Arman and his son were.

"This woman's Bribed, honey!"

"Our?" Both Mara's eyeballs appear to rotate. The woman seemed to be recalling a name that was no stranger to her sense of hearing. But not for long. "Oohh... This is your ex-wife, isn't she?"

The god just nodded slowly. "Yes Dear. This is my ex-wife!"

Dita could only stand awkwardly. Just as the father felt, the woman also looked like she felt something difficult to express. Seeing the husband sitting on the breast like this, as if making his brain memory to repeat what had happened in the past.

Not only that. Currently the face of the God looks more radiant and the aura of his good looks more and more emanated clearly. It was far from his expectations. She thought, this ex-husband will fall but the reality is inversely proportional.

"Congratulations on your marriage, ma'am!"

Finally, Dita's arm stretched out to congratulate her ex-husband. Although the heartbeat that was residing in his chest cavity sounded timid, as much as possible he resisted all the rumbling.

The god stared fixedly at the appearance of the ex-wife from head to toe. The clothes worn by Dita, a little make him remember the first time he lived a life of marriage with Dita. The clothes worn by Dita is one of her favorite clothes.

But the bed scene that had been done by the ex-wife and former security in his house suddenly crossed his mind, and left only a sense of hatred and disappointment that was so extraordinary.

"Thank you!" A god is like looking for someone. "Where is Damar? Why didn't he attend this show?"

Dita suddenly lowered her fist and put on a sad face. Without wasting much time the former God's wife hugged the God's body tightly. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I'm really sorry I ever did this to you. It turns out that I love you so much and cannot afford to shift your name from within the recesses of my heart."

God, Mara, Krishna and even Arman himself were so surprised by what Dita did. They did not expect that Dita would embrace the body of a God like that.

The body of the God rebelled. He slightly pushed Dita's body to escape from his embrace. "So your attitude Ta! It's not appropriate for you to do something like this!"

This time Mara was the one who looked so surprised to hear Dita's words. The gods are just shaking. In his mind, Dita was already like a crazy woman. Whatever he says will never be heard.

"Buck...."

"Mom!"

Dita's words were cut short when Mara called her name. The woman looked towards Mara. "Yes?"

Mara just smiled knot. Although there is a feeling of unwillingness to see the husband embraced by his ex-wife, but he tries to control all. "I think your time to congratulate us is over. Can you go back to where you were?"

I gasped to hear Mara say that. "You-you?"

Mara smiled cynically. "I am currently the wife of God, so please take care of your attitude. Don't let me think if you're one of those women who's running around this town."

Dita squealing. "Do you know what you are about God? I'm the one who lived with the gods longer. So I know that God still loves me."

Casually, Mara nodded her head. "Ohhhhh like that? Then what will you do when you know that the Lord still loves you?"

Dita chuckles softly. "I will try to get back to God!"

"Dita! W-you......?!"

Just about God berate this shameless ex-wife. However, Mara's gurgle rubbed the chest of God trying to dampen the anger that may have controlled the soul of her husband.

Mara looked back at Dita's face. "You want to get back the God's mas?"

Dita nodded steadily. "Yes, I'll do it!"

Mara chuckles. "Before you have that intention, please correct the shape of your Pay*between which looks like it's slack or it might increase in size. Because God is only interested in women who have a chest shape like mine!"

Dita's eyes are perfectly wide. Didn't expect that her ex-husband's new wife would dare to say that. "You-you...?"

Mara is getting stifled. "I'm also surprised, you've never breastfed but why is the pay* form for you already sagging like that? Or is it the effect often squeezed and enjoyed by men who are not your husband?"

Dita getting dead style. The lingering in this place actually made it rise in blood. The woman sounded snorted and started swinging her legs to get away from this place. But only a moment later did he step on his foot, suddenly...

Bruck!!!! Aaaaaahh.....

The eyes of all the invited guests who were in this ballroom looked at the same point. A point where Dita looks strayed because she can not maintain the balance of her body due to the high heels she wears. And at once this ballroom was filled with boisterous laughter of invited guests who sounded echoing.

"Haha... The pain is not much, but the shame is....!!"

One of the guests was heard berbeletuk origin which actually made the atmosphere of this ballroom boisterous with laughter. The god, Mara, Krishna also broke down. They did not expect that there would be such geratis entertainment.

"Sialllaaaannnnn!!!"

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