The Love of the Duda

TCSD 124: Cafe

"Aaaahhhh it turns out you, the girl who some days successfully makes Krishna often smile herself like crazy?"

In a cafe located in the city center, Dewa, Mara, Krisna and Sekar can be seen gathering together while enjoying the night atmosphere of this city. In front of them are presented various types of drinks according to their respective tastes and also some such as potato wedges, sandwiches, and also spaghetti.

Just smiling clumsily. Not used to gathering together, making the girl from earlier just bow her head.

"Aaaaaahhh, whose name are you? Looks like me and the gods don't know your name yet?" said Mara while plucking a piece of potato wedges and then she put it in her mouth.

"My name is Now, Ma'am."

Mara just giggled amusedly. "Don't call me madam. Just call me Mara. Looks like we're the same age."

Sekar only nodded faintly. "Good Ra!"

"Nah Wa, Ra, Sekar this is the girl I just met a few days ago. Right at your wedding reception. And apparently, she's the girl who's going to be my wife."

With a sparkling face, Krishna began to introduce Sekar in front of Mara as well as the Gods. The girl he had only met for a few days but had managed to disturb his inner peace.

Hearing the word 'my wife' coming out of Krishna's lips, again could only make Sekar blush in shame. It turned out that the man really had good intentions to marry her.

"Some, did you accept Krishna's goodwill to marry you?"

Mara asked Sekar as if she wanted to know what decision this young girl before her had made. While Sekar, at a glance linking his gaze towards Krishna. Krisna nodded her head as a signal that she invited Sekar to answer Mara's question.

"I decided to accept Krishna's application, Ra. Because I judge, Krishna is a good and responsible man."

Before meeting the Gods and Mara, Sekar had said that in front of Krishna. So happy to get an answer from Sekar, Krisna took the initiative to tell this to God and Mara. Therefore, he invited the newlyweds to meet and gather together.

The god only smiled faintly listening to the decision that had been made by Sekar. He sipped a soft cup of cappuccino that was in his grasp. After that, he also tried to stare fixedly at the face of the girl who had managed to conquer the heart of a Krishna.

"Are you sure you're going to accept Krishna's proposal?" The god asked as if not so sure of the decision the girl had taken.

Shaking his head. "I'm sure, Mas. Because my heart says it."

The god nodded his head. "Do you know how Krishna was before you met?"

Sekar shook his head because he basically did not know what Krishna's life had been like. "No, I don't know."

A grin rises on the lips of God. "Do you know if this Krishna had many lovers? Change girlfriends often? And often give false hope to many women?"

Krisna gasped at the words of God. He was really worried that if the Gods exposed his past in front of Sekar, the girl would change her decision. In a hurry, Krishna stomped on the feet of God from under the table.

The god was a little jolted, he linked his gaze towards Krishna and the man simply blinked his eyes as a signal so as not to let the God expose his past.

The god giggled amusedly at the look on Krishna's face that had changed pias. He was getting excited to tease this assistant of his. "Do you know if this Krishna is the Casanova?"

"Then from that now I tell you. This Krishna used to change couples. Did you find out how Krishna was in the past, you still want to accept this man's proposal?" the word of God seems to further complicate the position of Krishna himself.

Krisna really did not expect that the gods would tell her all about it. After Sekar heard what the Lord said, he was sure that this girl would change her decision. In a hurry, Krishna linked his gaze towards Sekar and clasped the girl's palm.

"Shirt, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to lie to you. Truly, what this God says is only my past which I have buried deeply. I am now, much different from Krishna in the past, Sekar."

It was a moment of excitement, which made Krishna even more frustrated. He felt that Sekar would change his decision. "Strong, trust me. I am learning to be a much better man. Believe that right now there is only your name adorning the recesses of my heart."

Still silent. That's what makes Krisna more affected by extraordinary anxiety. Without wasting any time, Krishna began to rest in front of Sekar by making his knees as a pedestal. As for the Gods, the man seemed to be enjoying the dramatic scene presented before his eyes.

"Mas, wake up. Don't be like this. It's not good to be seen by so many people!"

She held onto Krishna's shoulder to make him stand up. However, the man just shook his head. "No, Sekar. I'll only wake up if you'll forgive me!"

"Mas, you don't have to apologize. Awake Mas. Don't be like this."

Still in a position of calm, Krishna looked at Sekar's face with a sad look. "Then what, Sekar? Are you not willing to continue my good intentions to marry you?"

"No need to continue, Sekar. Remember, the man who proposed to you was the Casanova, someday he'll relapse again."

Mara glanced at her husband. He could only glare at God as a gesture that he should not interfere too much in Krishna's personal affairs. Instantly the man fell silent and stopped his provocation towards the pair of lovers.

Just smiling knots. "Nobody can change the decisions I've made, Mom. I'll still accept you to be your wife."

The previously sad face, now sparkling for a moment while listening to the girl of his dreams did not change his decision at all. "Really, Sekar? Aren't you ashamed of marrying the Casanova?"

Shaking his head. "It's just the past. Right now I am convinced that you are the man sent by God to complete my imperfections."

Krishna's heart warms. He held tightly to Sekar's palm and then he kissed his fingers. "Thank you, thank you."

Springing, Krishna glanced towards the Gods. "Look Wa, even my future wife is not affected by what you say. That means I'll be married soon. Yeeaaayy!!!"

Krishna prancing in excitement. As if to tell the world that he is currently very happy. Mara and also the gods were also happy for the happiness of the weathered bujang.

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