The Love of the Duda

TCSD 121: Ground Mill

"Truly asshole!! How dare they blatantly make out in front of me! Watch out for you little girls, I'll make sure your lives won't settle down!"

Toilet, became the most comfortable place for Dita to vent all the anger that erupted in her chest. If this bathroom booth can talk, it will certainly complain because from now on this woman continues to shower her with swear words. The toilet is a dirty place, as if getting dirty with words coming out of the woman's mouth.

The...!!!!!

"You?!"

Dita who had just opened the bathroom door was instantly shocked to death. Suddenly the wife of her ex-husband was standing in front of the toilet that she used to relieve her emotions.

Mara smiled knot. "Yes, it's me. Are you surprised?"

"What are you doing in this place? Are you following me?"

With a hateful look, Dita raised the question to Mara. Since knowing that in front of him is the new wife of the ex-husband, for some reason in Dita is filled with the fire of revenge that smoldering. Dita does not accept if Mara is the one who replaces her position as the mistress of Rangga Danabrata Dewandaru.

"Aren't you the one who's tailing me and God's mas?"

"What do you mean by what you say?"

"That's exactly the question I should be asking you. What do you mean still disturb the peace of life mas Dewa with me?"

Dita smiled cynically. He felt that this was the right time to provoke Mara. "I said before that I wanted the Lord to return to my side. You must understand that that doesn't mean, I want to go back to being God's only wife."

Mara chuckled at the words of her husband's ex-wife. Truly a shameless woman, still she persevered in her stance to seize her ex-husband who is now living happily.

"Never dare you touch my husband. You definitely know who you'll be dealing with if you dare disturb my husband."

Threatened, Mara tried to give a warning to Dita. In Mara's eyes, the husband was an honor to her. So that whatever happens should he keep it all.

"I'm really not afraid of what you've said. Just so you know, before you became the wife of God, I was the first person to stop in the life of God. So you must also understand, no, what kind of love does the Lord have for me?"

Mara laughed out loud listening to Dita's bullshit. He still discusses the past that has been destroyed from within the husband. "I know first mas Dewa gives a very big love for you. Have you forgotten what you left in the heart of God? A wound so gaping wide that it may be difficult to heal. Lucky at that time God brought God with me. So that makes it not too late in the wound."

Dita laughed as if underestimating the meeting that occurred between the ex-husband and Mara. In his eyes the meeting of the two was just mediocre and not at all special. "Aren't you aware that you're only being used as an escape from the wounds inflicted by the Lord?"

"Hmmmmm.. I don't have much issue with that. I am proud to be a place of escape for God. Because in fact, I am the one who managed to become the antidote for the wounds you have ever done in the life of God. Thou know? Only I can be the antidote to that wound."

Hearing Mara so confident in saying that, made Dita more open. In his mind, his position in God's life must have been very difficult to replace. "Cih, you're so proud just to be the antidote to the Lord's wound that I left behind?"

Dita flabbergasted. "What do you mean by that? What kind of God do you mean?"

Mara stared fixedly at Dita's body from head to toe. Not long after, he also laughed softly but could still be heard in Dita's sense of hearing.

"It is fitting that the state of God's mas can never be recovered when living with you. Because it turns out your body isn't attractive at all."

"What did you say? My body isn't attractive at all?" said Dita loudly as if not accept if there are others who consider that his body is not attractive.

Mara nodded faintly. "Yes, your body isn't attractive at all."

"Fuck what you say! You don't know who I am yet. I'm a former photo model who often adorns the glass screen and also print media."

"Oh yeah? The shape of a ground finch like this was once a famous model?" Mara laughed sinisterly before continuing her words."I don't know what blinds their eyes to make you a photo model. In fact, your body is really not attractive at all. Just like I said, ground finches!"

Dita flabbergasted. There was a foreign word thrown by this woman before him that he had no idea what it meant. "Inland Refinery? Whatchu mean?"

Mara put on a face filled with ridicule for her husband's ex-wife. "Straight, tall, slim flat chest. It is only fitting that God does not lust*su when he sees you. Because it turns out your body is really not attractive at all. Very different from what I have. Especially in your chest. It's not interesting at all and definitely can't beat what I have!"

With confidence, Mara uttered words that could provoke her ex-wife. In his mind, there was no other way to fight someone who intended to be a thorn in the household he built with his husband other than by dropping the mental bully woman itself. Lucky Mara has a body shape that is so perfect, so it can be a weapon to drop mental Dita.

This is no longer the time to be weak in the presence of women who are the seeds of actors. Instead he must look stronger and tougher to show the power he has that he is not easy to beat.

"You?!!"

Dita could no longer continue her words. Everything said by Mara really can only make it more cornered and ignited emotions. How strongly he tried to deny what was said from Mara's mouth, but increasingly realized that the new wife of her ex-husband really has a perfect body shape.

Mara approached Dita, trying to erode the distance that had been created between the two. "Don't fuck with me. Because I will never stay silent when I see a woman out there who intends to destroy my family. If you have any intention of destroying my life with the Lord, please get ready to come face to face with me."

Dita can't squint at all. He can only stand up. That's what makes Mara feel like she has the upper hand. "After all you are like a shameless woman. You've already thrown God's mas without mercy with the affair you did behind God's mas. And now, you want to pick up the God's mas back?" Mara patted Dita's shoulder slowly. "Mrs Dita, wake up! It seems like your sleeping position is too tilted!"

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