The Love of the Duda

TCSD 146: Execution

Dugs... Dug ... Dugs...

"Dog-dog noodles, dog-dog noodles!"

The distinctive sound of small tongs in the carts of traveling dog-dog noodle sellers began to be heard around Mara's cake shop. A man pushing a blue cart stopped his cart and began to unwind under a mango tree across the street from Mara's pastry shop.

Mara who was laying her body on the sofa, by putting her head on the thigh of the God was a little surprised by the sound of the seller of dog-dog noodles.

"Mas, that's a dog-dog noodle?"

The god who was rubbing his wife's forehead while playing the device in his hand just nodded slowly. "Honey, that's a dog-dog noodle vendor. But how tumben yes peddler noodle dog-dog around during the day like this? It's usually late afternoon, isn't it?"

Mara's forehead shriveled a little. That is true what her husband said. "Yes, too, Mas. But it looks like I'd really like to eat that noodle."

With a quick motion, Mara shifted her body and now she is in a sitting position on the side of the God. That was what Mara did that made the man a little surprised.

"Honey, where are you going?"

"You bought some dog-dog noodles. Suddenly I'd love to eat that noodle." Mara was wearing her footwear and intended to get to the noodle seller immediately. "I went there first. You just wait here."

Just one footstep Mara swung, without thinking long God pulled the arm of the wife's hand. "Stop Honey! Let me buy it for you!"

The god who was previously in a sitting position on the sofa, also began to shift his body to move from his sitting position. And now the papa candidate is standing next to his wife.

A sweet smile rose on Mara's lips. "Thank you very much. Tell the seller I want to wear ten chili."

The two eyes of the God were wide and perfectly rounded. "What Honey? Chili ten?"

Mara nodded with a sparkling face. "Yes Mas, chili ten!"

"Honey, don't chill ten huh. Poor shit in your stomach. It could be pain. Or it could be later you have diarrhea."

Gods could not imagine what it would feel like to have a bowl of dog-dog noodles with ten chili peppers. Surely eating noodles is the same as eating a mercon that makes the mouth feel explosive. Chili the two men already felt the spiciness. Then what about chili ten?

Eagerly, Mara shook my head as a sign that she did not accept the advice spoken by her husband. "No Mas. I want chili ten. Towards noon like this it seems like a pleasure to enjoy a bowl of dog-dog noodles with ten chili peppers and can make you sweat."

"Ckkccckkk if you just want to sweat, it doesn't have to be by eating dog-dog noodles with peppers ten dear. There is one way that is much safer, more comfortable, and happier," said Dewa as he chanted softly.

"What kind of way is Mas?"

The body of the God, which is a few centimeters away from Mara's body, begins to erode when the man pulls Mara's body to bring her into his arms.

"We fucked for a second. After that you will sweat and your heart will be filled with happiness, dear. Hows it? You agree, don't you?"

By raising his eyebrows, God tried to tempt his wife. Intentions are tempting, but if Mara agrees, it will certainly be profitable, right? Really, there was just an idea from the man to persuade the wife to want to be invited to make love.

"Iihhh what the hell is Mas? Last night we had. Up to four rounds. This afternoon, shall we repeat?"

"Well, there's no harm, right, honey? We are husband and wife, so we can make love whenever we want. Let's do it, baby!"

Mara's lips are slightly pursed. The husband could discuss about making love during the day. "I want Mas dog-dog noodles, not fuck. If you don't get out of here soon, let me go to the noodle seller Mas!"

Mara released herself from the body of the God, intending to hasten to approach the traveling dog-dog noodle seller. However, again the God pulls Mara's body trying to stop her.

"Yes, honey, yes. Let me go to the noodle seller. You just wait here. Okay?"

"Thank you husband!"

"Just like lady Rangga Danabrata Dewandaru!"

Meanwhile, not far from where the Gods queued to get a serving of dog-dog noodles, a woman with her duck motorbike was seen stalking the movements of the Gods. He was planning on who he would hurt. After struggling with his own fantasies, in the end he decided to harm God.

"If I harm your wife not necessarily you'll be mine, Mas. Because you will always be faithful to be by your wife's side. However, if I harm you it is certain that no one can have you. If you die, I will follow you by suicide and after that we will definitely unite in the next life."

After busy monologuing, Dita finally decided to harm her ex-husband. And his decision was already unanimous that God would be the target he was targeting.

"I had to do this Mas. I actually knew that this would be very sad for you. But I've run out of ways to get you back, and this is the only way left."

Dita's chest seemed to rumble when she saw the ex-husband almost finished with his order of dog-dog noodles. Either forward or backward still loitering in his brain. But in the end, he was getting excited to do this mission.

He turned on the engine of the motor he was riding. He set the manual transmission lever that was on the soles of his feet, and began to plan to carry out his mission.

"How much is the total Mang?"

"Twelve thousand Om."

The god held out one hundred thousand pieces for the seller of the dog-dog noodles. "It's Mang."

"There's money, Om? I don't have any change. It was just the beginning that I started to go around. So there's no change."

"Yes, the change you take, Mang. Hope it's useful."

Hearing the words of the God, making the hearts of the noodle sellers of the dogs happy is immeasurable. That means, he got money worth eighty-eight thousand rupiah for free.

"Thank you very much Om. May God always give health, salvation, happiness and smooth sustenance to Om."

"Aamiin's."

The god swung his legs to immediately leave the cart of this dog-dog noodle vendor. With an unceasing smile on his lips, God brought a Tupperware containing dog-dog noodles ordered by his wife. He raised his head and linked his gaze to the window of Mara's private room. The woman smiled sweetly at him with a hopeful look on her face. Hope the husband comes to her soon and then can immediately enjoy my ordered noodles. The god only returned the smile of the wife with a smile that was no less sweet.

Slowly the gods began to cross these streets.

One step

Two steps

and in the third step....

Brum... Mmmm ...

"God Master. Awaaaaass!!!!!!!"

Ckii.....

Brakes.... Brakk.... Arakkkkk!!!!

"Yahhhhhhh!!!!"

The woman who was six months pregnant was shocked to death when she found out what was presented on the road that was right in front of her cake shop.

"By Dewaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!"

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