The Love of the Duda

TCSD 119: Arrival

"Did your head hit something? So that makes you like a crazy person who's smiling to himself?"

The gaze of the God who had previously focused on a flat screen before him, and the fingers of his hands playing around on the keyboard, was slightly disturbed by the appearance of a man standing in front of the window. The man stood glued, his eyes looking bright but on his lips incessantly painted the sweetest smile he had.

"I'm happy, Wa! Be happy!"

Krisna slightly shrieked in excitement with a face that shone brightly like a star in the dark sky. The man who in recent days looks gloomy and somber because his love ran aground in the middle of the road with a Makasar girl named Dyandra, now the gloomy and gloomy face was like drowning with the rising of a face that shone full of happiness.

The forehead of the God slightly shriveled. "What makes you happy, Chris? Did you re-knit your love story with Dyandra?"

Krishna shook his head faintly. "not Wa. Even today Dyandra has married a man of her choice."

"Then, what makes you happy like that?"

"I've just met and met a beautiful girl!" Krishna answered the question of God with a happy twinkle that did not dim even a little.

Gods gasp. What is so special about meeting and getting acquainted? Doesn't that guy meet, get acquainted, even date girls?

"What's the special point?" The god asked with a big question mark left in his brain.

Krisna sighed a little in response to the questions of the boss who was already like a KPK investigator. "His special point, my heart says, he will be my soul mate."

The god giggled amusedly at this cry of assistance. In her eyes, Krishna was indeed one of the men with a high level of confidence in things that might only leave a small chance. Often he said every woman who became his date was a match for him. But in the end it just becomes a figment of the thumb.

"What makes you believe that woman is your soul mate?"

Krishna just slicked his shoulders. "Yes, I feel confident that Sekar is the girl who will become my wife. She is the girl God has sent me to be the oasis in the arid of my soul."

The gods swerve. The more days his assistant is getting more poetic. But either, whether this time what is the belief of Krishna will happen also or not.

The god breathed a rough breath. "Haaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh... It's up to you."

The god returned to focus with the laptop screen in front of him, while Krisna again linked his gaze outwards through this window in front of him. If this is the position of the boss and the men as if reversed. The god who became Krishna's men because he was the one who seemed busy with his work. While Krisna, he stood relaxed while looking at the hustle and bustle of the city that presented out there.

"From yesterday I saw, you weren't excited Wa! What the hell is going on with you? Are you fighting with Mara?"

Not without reason Kristina threw the question. Because actually, the boss's face does look so sad.

"I'm off!"

"A holiday? What's your holiday mean?"

Even today the boss looks busier than usual. Why did he say holiday? It's a strange thing, isn't it?

The gods stopped his activities. The body that was previously in an upright position, now he rested on his great chair. Time and again the man threw a rough breath as if he let out something that felt like he was squeezing his chest.

"Holiday to touch my wife!"

"You mean, you can't touch Mara, because she's menstruating?"

The god nodded faintly. The massage of the temple that already feels so dizzy. Just two days not making love with the wife has made her head dizzy like this, then what will happen if for the next five days?

Krisna was flabbergasted, not expecting if only menstrual matters made the boss look uninspired like this. "Are you really unable to hold it Wa?"

"How can I hold him? Seeing Mara's big toe I was aroused, especially if you see Mara's property that pokes from behind the clothes she wears. I really can't hold it all. Even it feels, the pleasure presented by Mara's body, as if it always tempts me to be able to continue to touch it!"

Geck... Geck.. Tock....

The discussion of the two men was interrupted when the sound of the door of the room was knocked from outside. After the Gods let in, there was a beautiful woman standing in the doorway. A pair of neutrals belonging to God and Krishna were fixed on the door of the room. Instantly made the Gods paint a sweet smile on his lips.

"Darling?" said the god when he found out his wife was mining him in the office.

"Am I interrupting?" Mara asked still not moving from the door.

The presence of the wife can really change her mood. Not only the mood, even the look of the face that was previously grim, is now radiant again.

"Of course not dear. I'm so happy to see you come here. Comein! Why is he standing in front of the door like that?"

Mara swung her legs to get closer to her husband. She put a bushel on the table in her husband's room. He threw his body on the sofa.

"What do you bring, Ra?" Krisna asked as she saw a row of bushes she had placed on the table.

"I brought you lunch for the Lord, Mas. I was worried if he forgot to eat lunch!"

"Are there only Gods you brought lunch to? Me? Didn't you bring it?" seloroh Krisna.

The gods just gasped. In a hurry he chimed in on this Krishna speech. "Are you ready, Kris? So you want to bring lunch?"

"Yes, usually me and you are inseparable right? So when you brought lunch, I should have brought it too, right?" krisna said casually.

The god snorted in annoyance. The old virgin could have made a speech that tickled the ears. "There is no morality, Kris! You think I'd share a wife with you?"

"Yes, it could be said like that Wa. But only limited to sharing the needs of the stomach only really not the needs of the stomach."

The gods are getting flabbergasted. Maybe the assistant said something like that. "It's really crazy you Kris!"

Mara could only shake her head to see the two men who were arguing that were completely useless. "Already, already Mas. Stop that discussion. Better now we eat together. I've cooked rawon for you guys."

"That means, I can have lunch too, right Ra?"

Mara nodded steadily. "Could certainly be. It just so happens that I also carry in large portions."

"Honey, you shouldn't have to bring lunch to Krishna. Let him forage outside." the God's chimpanzee seemed unwilling to share the wife's cooking anyway.

"Already Mas. Let's go eat. It's still warm."

Mara started to open the bushel she was carrying. Accompanied by the God who also began to step his feet towards the wife. And the three were dissolved in a warm atmosphere while enjoying a dish of rawon cooked by the mistress Rangga Danabrata Dewandaru.

Czech....

The door of the room suddenly opened from outside. Mara, Dewa, and also Krishna who had previously focused on the lunch menu in front of him, now they turned towards the door. And immediately their net was perfectly wide and their lips were wide open.

"Aita!!"

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