The Love of the Duda

TCSD 4: Creating a Plan

The woman's body was writhing as she felt something touching her cheek. His eyes blinked and pinched slightly as sunlight began to barge through the cracks of the bedroom window that felt so piercing the cornea of his eye.

"Good morning, dear!"

The good morning words from a man sounded so soft in Dita's ears. Who else would that man be if not God, her husband. Dita reviewed a little of her smile and began to shift her body to lean on the headboard of the bed while tying her original hair.

"By the morning too, dear. Are you ready for the office?"

The god smiled knot. "Dear, today I have a morning meeting with the relationship." The god rubbed Dita's cheek gently. "Your body looks tired, honey, do you always do strenuous activities in this house?"

The god is a little curious about the body of the wife who often looks so tired when she wakes up. Like someone whose strength is so powerful. In fact, he often heard his wife complaining that her body felt tired beyond measure.

Dita just smiled wryly. In her heart she confirmed part of what her husband had said.

Obviously I look tired because almost every night before you go home, I always work out the night with Damar. That man is so powerful that it makes me tired.

"Aaaahhh... Maybe it's all just your feelings, honey. I'm fine."

The forehead of the God slightly shriveled. "Is that really like that, honey? I feel your body is so exhausted, but the look on your face seems radiant. Are you happy right now?"

Dita chuckles. She then closed her body in the arms of her husband. "Obviously I'm so happy, honey. Getting a husband like you who is handsome, rich, and certainly loves me a lot. I'm so happy, honey."

Hearing the wife's words made the heart of God flowery. He was very happy to see Dita who could stay by his side even though the current situation was no longer perfect. He kissed Dita's head lovingly. "I'm also happy to have a wife like you, honey. Thank you for staying by my side even though I haven't been able to make you happy."

Dita smiled obliquely.

The bo*doh male. Who wants to stay by your side? I stayed by your side because you are my source of money. As for the affairs of the bed, you are wrong if you consider me loyal to you. I already have a sex partner who can always satisfy me. So how long you've been exposed to impotence, I don't care at all because Damar has given me what I need.

"Honey, I feel like I want to sleep all day, you get off by yourself. I still want to be in the room."

The god rubbed Dita's head while smiling sweetly. "Okay, honey, I'll ask auntie to bring you breakfast."

"Thank you so much my husband!"

"Together my wife!"

The god sauntered away from the room to go to the dining room which must have been there oma Widuri waiting for him.

"Good morning Oma!"

Oma Widuri turned to the side and welcomed the presence of the granddaughter with a big smile. "Good morning my most handsome grandson. Come sit! We have breakfast together."

The god nodded slowly and began to land his buttocks on the dining chair. Oma Widuri was a little surprised to see the grandson who was alone heading to the dining room.

"Your wife where are Wa? Why not have breakfast?"

The god took two rice puffs to fill his plate. He added meat stews and also sauteed kale and slowly began to put it in his mouth. "We're lazy out of the room, Oma. He said he wanted to stay in the room all day."

Oma Widuri who was enjoying her morning breakfast was a little flabbergasted. "Your wife hurts Wa?"

"No Oma. Dita's not sick. He just felt lazy to get out of the room."

Oma Widuri nodded her head trying to understand what the Gods were saying. "Oma see lately your wife is a little weirder Wa."

Now it was the turn of the forehead of the God who frowned slightly. "Any? Weird how Oma meant?"

"Yes, your wife often looks lazy in the room. Even more often sleep. Like a pregnant woman."

Oma Widuri deliberately emphasized the phrase pregnant to provoke the curiosity of the Gods. He hoped that his grandson would ask even more.

God chuckles. "Oma talk what? How could Dita be pregnant, Oma. Even from one week from the wedding day of Dewa and Dita until now, God has never been in contact with Dita, then how can Dita get pregnant?"

Oma Widuri sighed deeply. "Yes it's just Oma Wa's mind. Oma just felt Dita like a young pregnant woman."

The god chuckled small. "Oma is just there." The god gulped down the white water that was before him. He moved from his seat and approached the direction of Oma Widuri. He hugged her body and kissed her cheek. "Oma, the gods set out first huh. It's still early, if it's a little later, the streets are often jammed."

"alright. Be careful on Wa Street. May your days be always good."

The thirty-seven-year-old slowly waltzed away leaving the dining room and towards the ready-made car in front of the garage.

"Good morning, Lord. Wanna leave?"

Damar, security house oma Widuri with a smile sumringah welcomed the presence of the employer's granddaughter. The man was forty-five years old, yet still looked so dashing and handsome. All the charm in him that might make the wife of his master is easy for him to conquer.

The gods slightly smile. In the eyes of the Gods, Damar was one of the workers in the excellent performance. So far, Damar's work has always been satisfactory.

"For Damar too. How's the house doing lately? Pretty safe, right? Because I've heard so much, lately there's been a rampant robbery."

The god smiled knot. "I make sure the house remains safe sir. I will always exert my strength and expertise to ensure that the house of the Lord is always safe."

"Good then sir. Keep it this way."

"Good Lord!"

The god started getting into the car. He sat on the steering wheel and started driving his car. The car driven by God moved slowly and began to disappear from Damar's sight.

Damar smiled, looking at the shadow of the car from where he stood. From the look of the man's face like hinting that he was so enjoying his current role. A security who is at once the mistress of the wife of the employer.

On the wedding book, Dita is yours, but on the bed, Dita is entirely mine. It's a pity that you, Lord, when your condition recovers, you will only enjoy my side. Because all this time, I was the one who fully enjoyed your wife's body.

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"What is the big lady thinking? Why do I see, big madam so agitated?"

Mbok Darmi, who is a domestic assistant who has been with oma Widuri for ten years, seems a little surprised to see the employer who is a little nervous. Darmi saw oma Widuri tapping her index finger on the table.

"Darmi, where is Kasim? I want to ask him for help."

"So soon Nyah, I call Kasim first."

Mbok Darmi carried out the order of the employer to call Kasim who is a gardener in this house. Not long after, mbok Darmi returned to meet oma Widuri with Kasim.

"Mrs called me?"

"Sim, I want to ask you for help."

"What is Nyah?"

"Please install CCTV in the room near the warehouse."

Kasim sir could only be flabbergasted. He was a little surprised because it was not usual for the master to ask him for help for things like this. "I'm sorry if I'm presumptuous, Nyah. But if you may know, what is the CCTV in the room for Nyah?"

Oma breathed out a little rough. "Already, just do what I want this Sim. And remember, install the CCTV in a hidden place. And make sure no one knows."

"Alright Nyah. I'll do it."

"Good Sim, for this job, I'll give you a bonus. And I'll be me......"

Hoekk... Hoekk.... Hoeekkkk...

Oma Widuri's speech was interrupted when she heard the voice of a woman who was vomiting. Oma Widuri's forehead frowned slightly. "Darmi, you heard that voice too right? Who's vomiting this morning?"

Mbok Darmi began to sharpen his sense of hearing. "It looks like it's from the Lord God's room, Nyah."

A sweet smile of tetiba rises on the lips of oma Widuri. He was very happy to hear Dita vomiting. This can be a way to prove that Dita is currently two-bodied.

Good, I make sure soon you will receive a reply Ta. But I'll keep the CCTV in that room. I hope it reinforces the evidence I have, to remove you from my granddaughter's life. God, even though it will hurt your heart a lot, Oma hope you can be strong in dealing with it. And for you Ta, you are the one who has played with fire, then be prepared if until the fire will burn your body by itself.

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