The Love of the Duda

TCSD 55: One Proof

"Truly stupid*you Wa! If it's like this, I'm sure the girl will never appear before you again!"

Krisna was actually made angrily half-dead by this boss of hers. The god who previously looked so chaotic and frustrated at having lost track of the girl he loved so much, now instead let the girl go again because of a misunderstanding that has not been resolved but is getting more complicated. And most likely if after this, the relationship will never be able to return as usual.

The god is twitching his temple. This problem has indeed managed to make him dizzy seven circumference. "I really messed up, Chris. I really couldn't resist all the disappointment I felt. It just came out of my mouth."

Krishna clucked softly. "Right what Martiana Tya said, you are severe Wa. A big boss but his thinking is so narrow. Really bad!"

"Then now I have to how about Kris?"

"This is advice from Pice Korvina yes, mending you to the sea only. Drown yourself in your stupidity." Krishna took a deep breath and he exhaled slowly. "I think there's a point to what that Pice Korvina said. Maybe after you drown in the sea, your brain can be a little smarter!"

"It seems there was something I didn't know about Mara's disappearance that night. And it seems I've been trapped by my own thoughts."

Krisna stared cynically at the boss's face which was already very messy like being hit by a tsunami wave. "And when you will get an explanation directly from Mara, you instead let the opportunity pass you by? Just die you Wa. There is no need to row titles behind your name, if problems like this are not able to be solved."

The god actually examined the words of this assistant of his. Although the words that came out of Krishna's mouth were not moral at all, but this remark of Krishna managed to penetrate his heart so hard to assume that what happened between him and Mara was the fault of the girl that's. And it's no surprise that the man looks so messed up.

"Come Chris. I don't know what to do right now."

Krisna could only scramble her coarse hair. Apparently the personal assistant of the God also seemed so frustrated. The boss who just apologized to Mara, even still confused what to do? It is increasingly signifying that this man does not have much experience in love.

"Mr Rangga Danabrata Dewandaru who is handsome, dashing, rich and authoritative but unfortunately a little bo*doh, why are you still confused about what to do? Though you just have to look for the whereabouts of Mara and me...."

Geck... Gts ... Tock....

Krisna's words were interrupted when she heard the sound of the door being knocked from the outside. After he shouted to let in, there appeared a woman who was none other than the usual customer service in the front lobby.

"Excuse me Sir. This is a package for God's sir."

The god linked his gaze towards a large package carried by the woman. "Package? I didn't order anything!"

The woman only seemed to touch her smile a little. "Here the name of the sender comes from one of the resorts in Jogja, sir."

God's aghast. "Resort in Jogja?"

"Yes sir."

"Yes, just put it on this table!"

The woman placed the large package she was carrying on the table. After her needs had been completed, the woman left the room of the Gods again.

Without wasting much time, God began to open a large package wrapped in brown paper. There was a big carton inside and with a quick motion, God opened the carton.

The two eyes of the God were perfectly wide. His lips gaped wide and his body squeezed instantly. The man felt the joints of his body as if they were detached from the place where they were. And his chest rumbled back violently.

The hand of the God stretched out to pick up the piece of paper that was inside the parcel.

Lord Sir... One of our resort employees found these clothes in the room occupied by Ms. Mara. It seems like before Miss Mara left the resort, she forgot to bring these clothes. Since we did not know the address of Miss Mara's residence, then we decided to send these clothes to the office of Mr. Dewa.

Escape is clear circle from the eye of the God. Along with the release of the piece of paper from his hand.

As long as you know, the items you bought for me while in Jogja, none of which I can enjoy. All I could enjoy was the long gold-colored dress that I was going to use to meet you at that time.

Mara's words just a moment ago danced back inside God's brain. It turned out that this soon God showed the truth, that his attitude to the girl was indeed very outrageous. Without feeling, he had hurt the heart and feelings of the girl he was supposed to look after.

The god cried gurgled in front of Krishna who still looked confused by what was really happening.

"I really bo*doh Kris. I'm dumb*dumb. I made a promise on Mara's mother's belly button to look after and protect the girl. But it was I who incised a wound that might be very deep in Mara's heart." God leaned his back on the back of the sofa as if it was getting dead-end as to what steps he should take. "I have to how about Chris? How's gotta?"

"Find the whereabouts of Mara Wa. Find the girl!"

The god glanced at the assistant. "Can I get Mara back if I apologize?"

Krishna's lips were cut. "Heh widower! You don't visit! At this time Mara is happy to forgive you, it is something you should be grateful for. So don't dream of Mara getting back into your arms."

"B-but I'd love to have her, Chris. I've really fallen in love with him."

"It all depends on your efforts to be able to re-assure Mara that you are not a man of platitudes who easily believe in the words of others that you do not even know at all Wa. You have to prove it all."

"My company Kris! Accompany me to find Mara's whereabouts."

Krishna just smiled. He got up from his seat and slightly tidied up his clothes that had looked tangled for too long near the chaotic man. "Try yourself to find the whereabouts of Mara Wa. Show the girl that you really regret your actions and words."

Krisna breezed away leaving the room of the Gods. The man only smiled when he was at the door.

May this time fate side with you Wa. Hopefully Mara is the girl who will bandage all the heartache of your wife's affair.

***

"Darmi!!!!!"

Oma Widuri who was enjoying a glass of apple juice in the dining room screamed, calling the assistant. Darmi who was in the kitchen rushed to the master who for some reason suddenly shouted his name.

"What's wrong? Is apple juice sweet? At least I don't add sugar!"

The face of the housekeeper suddenly changed pias and mute. Worried if there was a mistake in one glass of apple juice that he served to his employer.

"I'm really senile Mi. It turned out that the girl was the girl who was close to my granddaughter when she was in Jogja."

While sipping apple juice using a straw and his mind is a little laugh, Ora Widuri began to remember who was a beautiful girl who this morning applied for a job as a cleaning service at her company.

Darmi's forehead is slightly shriveled. "Which girl is Nyah?"

Oma Widuri's face looked radiant. "The girl who will be my daughter-in-law's granddaughter."

"Daughter-in-law's granddaughter? Lord God will marry Nyah again?"

The previously sparkling face of Oma Widuri suddenly changed a little pias. "There was a slight misunderstanding between my granddaughter and the beautiful girl when the Gods returned home from Jogja. And now the girl is in this city, as if to be a sign that fate is bringing my granddaughter closer to her soul mate. Hopefully after their meeting, they can resolve the misunderstanding, so that God can really regain his happiness."

"Aamiin.." said Darmi assures his employer's prayer.

Oma Widuri's mind was back. He seemed to be late for a wish that after the meeting of the grandson with the girl, all the misunderstandings that had happened would be resolved properly. Without him knowing that the misunderstanding only further raises the gap between the girl and her grandson.

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