The Love of the Duda

TCSD 139: Prize

The party continues. For now the Gods could breathe a little sigh of relief. As a result of the wife caught the invited guests at the wedding Krisna could not let go of their views towards him, in the end, the woman with the title of mistress Rangga Danabrata Dewandaru allowed the husband to change the clothes he wore. As a result, currently a set of black tuxedo can be attached to his body.

Lucky God is one of the smartest men. Since being at home, he already has a feeling that the request of the wife will return to make him confused. Secretly the man carried a set of black tuxedos that he put in a paper bag. And it turns out useful too.

"Omm... Oma didn't forget, did she, if Oma would give me a gift when I got married?"

Slightly feeling bored sitting on the guarantee, Krisna and Sekar chose to join the family of Ora Widuri who was sitting at one of the VIP tables. They dissolve in small talk and occasionally seen laughing as if adding to the warm atmosphere during the day.

Oma Widuri who was gulping down the orange juice that was sitting in front of her, slightly frowned. Trying to remember what he promised Krishna. "Gift? What gift is Kris?"

Krishna clucked a little. Although the face of Orma Widuri does not appear to be aging, but still the memory of this twilight-aged woman has decreased slightly. Oma Widuri forgot what she had promised.

"Hmmmmmh... Oma Widuri completely forgot or pretended to forget?"

"Oma completely forgot Kris. What has Oma promised?"

The god who heard the conversation of this oma Widuri and her assistant could only frown. What was the subject of the two men's conversation. "What are Oma and Krishna talking about? Why does God not understand?"

Krishna linked his gaze towards the God with slightly throbbing lips. "You don't need to know Wa. Because this is my business with Oma. Oma promised me a special gift for my wedding."

"Special gift?" The god stared fixedly at the netra belonging to the oma. Trying to find out what exactly the oma had promised to his assistant. "Actually Oma promises what gift to Krishna? How can you forget?"

Both oma Widuri eyeballs rotate. Trying to remember something. And until the end... "Aaaaaahhh yes, Oma remembered. Oma had indeed prepared a special gift for this wedding of Krishna."

Gegas Oma Widuri took the phone that was inside her bag. And contacted Kasim who was waiting in the car to get a box that he put in the trunk.

"Patience yes. Kasim is taking it. Oma just realized that Oma forgot to bring the gift here."

Not long after Kasim approached the seat of oma Widuri while carrying a box that had been wrapped by batik patterned gift paper.

Krishna's face looks bright. He could not wait to quickly open the gift box brought by this eunuch. He is very sure if in this box has stored a home certificate that has been promised by oma Widuri.

"Well, Kris, open it! This is your wedding gift. Oma hope you like it."

"Of course Krisna would love it, Oma. Because..." Krishna paused for a moment when his eyes stared fixedly at the contents of the box. "Omm... Th-this?"

Oma Widuri nodded steadily. "Yes, it's a gift from Oma. Hows it? You like it, don't you?"

Krishna was like a difficulty swallowing his saliva when he saw the various brands of strong herbs that were in this box. The god who was so curious as to what was given by oma Widuri, hurriedly shifted his body to get closer to Krishna. Instantly the man was broken.

"Hahahaha haahaa I can't imagine if all these herbs you consume, Kris. It could be three days your weapon won't wither."

Sekar and Mara also took a peek at the gift of the oma Widuri. The two also revealed facial expressions filled with shock. But not long after the two women were laughing. Especially Sekar. The woman looked embarrassed. It seems he imagined everything related to this powerful herbal medicine that can not be separated from the activity of making love.

Krishna snorted a little. It turned out that what was inside this box was not a home certificate as imagined in his mind. "Hmmmmmh... Oma doubted my might? To have to give a gift of various brands of strong herbs like this? Without even drinking this, I'm already strong, Oma!"

"Oma is just afraid that yours is no longer working properly because you haven't worked up for a long time, Kris. So Oma gave this powerful herb to you." Oma Widuri took another sip of her orange juice. "You must drink this herbal medicine because Oma has ordered it far."

"Distant? Where is Oma from?"

"In this herbal medicine there is a concoction of peg earth plants from Kalimantan. And it was brought from the island. It's a long way, isn't it?"

Krishna just nodded slowly. "Alright Oma. Krishna will drink it. But don't forget the one special gift that Oma promised you."

Oma Widuri's forehead shriveled back. "What other gifts is Kris?"

Krisna shifted her body to get closer to the Oma Widuri. Slowly he whispered. "The luxurious house that Oma had promised Krishna!"

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