The Love of the Duda

TCSD 16: The Whisper of Angels VS the Whisper of Satan

The god rubbed the sweaty hair that seeped through the pores of his facial skin. His dream this time really made him feel a very sultry. The gusts of night wind around the forest and also the humid air in the cave that he currently occupies, in fact can not remove all the sweat that is getting more and more flowing rapidly. Apparently the dream he had just experienced, was completely unable to make his eyes closed again. He was afraid that the dream would come back, which would only give him false happiness.

"Scrshhhh.... Ehemmm.. cold... ssshhhhh..."

The whimper that came out of Mara's lips successfully made the God awaken from his own mind. He turned towards the girl who was still soundly asleep but unconsciously the girl looked cold.

The god who was sitting pensively, slowly began to shift his body. He reached for Mara's palm and he felt that the body of this girl was so cold.

"Oh my God, this girl is cold."

The god rotated both of his eyes. Pay close attention to the surrounding conditions. Four white geese who appear to be sleeping soundly and the remains of a campfire that only remains a puff of smoke.

The god rose from his sitting position. He walked out trying to find the branches of the tree. After what he was looking for he managed to get, the God returned to the cave to make a bonfire.

"Ssssshhhhh cold.... "

Mara is still cold. It seemed like the bonfire made by the Gods did not exert any influence on this girl's body.

"Oh my God, this girl is still cold. What should I do, God? I really don't want anything bad to happen to this girl."

"Eeemmmphhh... Chilling... It's cold..."

The god ruffled his hair a little rough. He was confused about what he should do. "Lord, allow me to warm it up. Just hugging this girl's body. Not the others."

In the end, God began to lay his body on Mara's side. He took a leaning position and began to pull the body of this girl to bring her into his arms. God's arm, he put it under Mara's head. Hope that this girl can use her arms instead of pillows. While the arm of his left hand he circled to Mara's body, to be able to hold it tighter.

Mara's body gave a response. The girl seemed to find the most comfortable place in the chest of the field belonging to God. The smiling god knot felt this girl's hand growing tighter coiled around her waist. Slowly, the God began to rub Mara's head with a gentle swipe.

"Was.... Now is your chance to be able to re-use the function of your horn banana. Look, this girl is so resigned to what you're doing."

The god gasped, as the demons residing in his heart began to whisper something.

"Don't Wa... Remember, this girl is still so innocent. Jagan used your lust to ruin it."

The forehead of the God frowned as the angel occupying one side of his heart was also whispering something. Trying to stop what the devil whispers.

"Was... Don't listen to what the angel said. Look at! Wouldn't it be a great loss if you missed this opportunity? This girl is still a virgin Wa. It will make you feel a different sensation."

"Don't Wa... Remember, this girl needs protection. Be a protector to her without having to break her."

"It's good that you enjoy this girl's body first, Wa, before you really protect her. Wouldn't it be very profitable for you? You can get her virginity at once you can act as a protective figure for her? Do Wa! Do it!"

"Don't Wa!"

"Just do Wa. Do it!"

"Don't!

"Do it!"

The god could only throw a rough breath hearing the figures of the angels and demons that were inside him clashing. Both of them seemed to not want to lose to be able to control his heart. But in the end...

Cup.....

An intense kiss of the Gods is given at the top of Mara's head. A few minutes later the Lord dipped Mara's head while mastering the turmoil in her chest. I don't know which impulse made God want to be a protector for this girl he just met.

The god slightly shifted his body position, until now he could easily enjoy the face of ayu Mara who was sleeping.

The god smiled knot. "I'm not up to the heart if I have to break you. You are a good girl, so there should always be someone to protect you. Although I must try desperately to withstand the turmoil of my desires, I will still do so. Because I'm not the breng*sek man who's gonna plunge you into ruin."

The god again breathed a rough breath. "Lord, am I overdoing it if I want to be one of the protectors for this girl?"

The gods are busy monologuing. The man seemed to be in the middle of the sea in his own mind. Many times he kissed Mara's head while occasionally gently rubbing the girl's hair.

Mara squirming. Before long, he began to blink his eyes, trying to reach his consciousness. He gasped when he realized that his position was currently in the arms of the Gods. In a hurry, Mara distanced her body from the body of the God.

"T-Mr... What did you do to me?"

"But why did you hug me? Master's stealing an opportunity?"

The lips of the God. The words that came out of Mara's lips were like tickling her ears. "What chance do you mean?"

Mara was a little confused looking for answers. "Y-yes a chance to hug me."

"Hey foreign girl. Didn't you say that you were cold? I just want to warm your body. And do you know that you look so comfortable in my arms?" The god held the arm of Mara's hand that was still coiled around her waist. "Look, your arm even hugged me so tightly, like it didn't want to let go."

Mara surprised. He only realized at this time his position was hugging the body of the man in front of him. Mara intended to pull her arm off the waist of God. "S-i..."

The god only chuckled softly while holding the arm of this girl's hand to stay in her position. "I don't want to see you cold. This time, I allow you to hug me, as much as you want."

"But Sir...."

Mara's speech was trimmed when her tail caught a creature that stood not far from where it was. "Mother?"

The creature just smiled sweetly and nodded its head. From the smile given by the creature seemed to be a signal if everything would be fine.

The god gasped to hear Mara say something. "Mother?"

Mara nodded. "Yes sir, I saw my mother standing there."

The god who previously hugged Mara's body, instantly turned his body. He looked in the direction this girl was referring to. "I don't see anyone around this place. Besides, if it's really your mother, why didn't she come to you, to take you home?"

"The world of motherhood with me is different sir. So I can't go with mom."

The gods are becoming more curious. "You mean?"

Mara just gave a little smile. "My mother died a few years ago, sir. And I just saw him standing there."

Tetiba kuduk Dewa bristles. "You don't make this up. I can't actually see it."

Mara looked around. He only realized that there were some white swans who were asleep not far from his place. "You should have felt my mother's presence with this white goose."

"You mean?"

"The arrival of the white goose is a sign of the presence of an invisible creature in this place. And that invisible creature is none other than my own mother."

The god was shocked half dead. "What's? So from now on, we're sleeping in this place accompanied by your dead mother?"

Mara nodded her head. "It could be like that, sir."

The face of the God suddenly changed.

God, I'm lucky I didn't do anything bad to this girl. This girl's mother was watching what I was doing here. If until I do things that are not good to her daughter, maybe this girl's mother is so angry. And could have, he cut my banana horn. Then wrapped with wheat flour, after which put in hot oil into a fried banana.

The god shuddered in horror at the thought of his banana horn turning into a fried banana. The face of the God who looks pias it suddenly makes Mara confused.

"Sir, what's wrong? Looks like you're scared?"

"Yes, I was scared. Afraid that my banana horn turns into a fried banana or a chocolate banana."

Mara looked at the God with a question mark. "What do you mean, sir? Master has a banana? Or is this mister a banana? After all, wouldn't it be much more of a high selling point if your bananas were sold in the form of fried bananas or chocolate bananas?"

Krikka... Krikka....

The god looked at the face of this young girl beside him. It turns out he was really innocent. If Mara was his wife at this time, God would have happily shown the banana what he meant.

The god smiled knot. "Don't talk about bananas anymore. It's good, now we're sleeping. And tomorrow start thinking about what we're gonna do."

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