The Love of the Duda

TCSD 62: Prospective Son-in-law

Dewa lay limp on top of a hospital bed one of the hospital treatment rooms located not so far from Mara's contract. After bringing the widower to a mantri, the mantri gave a referral to directly bring the Gods to the hospital in order to immediately get better treatment.

Mara looked at the face of the God who was already filled with the stings of wasps that attacked her. Making his face filled with red spots that anyone who saw him would definitely feel the pain. Doctors did deliberately give sleeping pills for this man, in the hope that this man was not too frustrated with the heat, pain, itching, pain that attacked him simultaneously.

Mara shed her tears. There was a sense that was very difficult for him to express when he saw the state of the God like this. As if something was piercing his heart, yes the girl looks so worried about the state of this man who is sleeping soundly.

A man who has actually managed to steal his first kiss, a man who first hugs her tightly, and a man who manages to make her feel what love is for the first time.

"Mara-Mara... Don't go again... I-I love you!"

Samar heard the sound of the sleeping man in Mara's sense of hearing. Although faint, Mara could clearly hear what she said. Because indeed in this room feels so quiet, there is no sound at all, other than just the sound of a clockwork beat attached to one corner of the wall of this nursery.

Mara curled a sweet smile on her lips. Until a crescent moon formed on his thin lips. The girl's hand was stretched out to grab the hand of the God. He grabbed the finger, and he put it on his cheek.

"Is what you're saying really out of your heart? Said the crowd, the speech of someone who is delirious is the most honest speech. Is that really what you are, sir?"

Mara was busy having a dialogue with a man who could not even respond to her speech at all. After putting the fingers of God's hand on her cheek, the girl slowly began to intensely kiss her.

"I love you too, Sir."

The god who sensed something was touching his hand, suddenly made his sleep slightly disturbed. Sure enough, a kiss Mara gave in the palm of the God made the man open his eyes.

Highlight the eyes of the Gods stared fixedly at what this girl was doing. His heart beat fast when he felt the softness of Mara's lips when it touched the surface of his skin.

Oh my... This girl pecked my palm? Just getting my palms together I was this happy. What if I kiss the others later? But I seem to have a pretty tough rival. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.. I don't give a shit. As long as the yellow janur hasn't curved I can still for cornering. And when the janur is curved, I will be damaged until they fail to marry. Hahaha how evil I am, Lord...

The gods are busy monologuing in the heart. The pain, heat, pain, given by the colony of wasps that attack it as if evaporated instantly and replaced by the sensation of happiness that is immeasurable.

Mara's eyes widened when she realized that God had woken up from her sleep. In a hurry, he put the hand of God back in its original position.

"T-Master....?" mara was nervous.

The gods only smiled faintly. "Aduuduuuhduhh.. It hurts..."

Mara gasped to listen to the groans of the Gods. "What's sick sir?"

"Bec... My face hurts so much. Please in elus-elus Ra. Let the pain disappear."

God is still God. He always uses Mara's innocence and kindness to get what he wants. Mara who did have a high sense of empathy for others, without thinking long began to do what the gods wanted.

"Like this, sir?" ask Mara while rubbing the cheeks of the Gods gently.

Gods nodded. "Yes Ra, like that. Aaahhhh. It tastes so good Ra."

Mara still intensely rubbed the cheeks of the Gods. And the widower seemed willing to be treated gently by this girl he loved.

"Bec... Can you see this wasp sting? The wound here seems to be more severe than the others" said Dewa Lirih as he pointed down at his lips.

Without suspecting anything, Mara began to bring her face closer to the face of the God. Carefully, Mara began to look at the wound that the man had pointed at. Suddenly though..

After pulling the nape of Mara, the God began to land his lips over Mara's thin lips. Apparently the widower had been terribly longing for the sensation of Mara's lips as if always being an opium for him. Mara began to be swept away by the intimate atmosphere that suddenly enveloped the atmosphere of this room. The girl also replied to every page given by the God.

Czech....

"Yahoooo!!!! I'm so worried about your situation, you're even fun kissing here? You don't know your place!"

The god and Mara instantly stopped their activities and hurriedly turned their heads towards the door.

"Omma, Krishna...?"

"Mrs, Mr Krishna?"

Oma Widuri just clucked. He walked over to the bed occupied by the grandson. Tightly, oma Widuri saw the injuries from the wasp sting.

"Woooaayahh... Look at what Oma's granddaughter has done. He tricked this girl into kissing her, Oma. Ckkkccckkk really very sneaky way," seloroh Krisna origin.

The eyes of the God were wide. "Silence you are Kris!"

"Look at Oma, Oma's granddaughter has always used these kinds of means to captivate this girl. It's really sneaky, isn't it?" the gods seem to provoke.

"Stop Chris! You and the gods are the same. It makes no difference at all." Oma Widuri sighed deeply and linked her gaze towards the granddaughter. "What exactly did you do to get a wasp sting like this? Are you trying to disturb the peace of those wasps?"

"Not Oma. The god was just stalking a beautiful girl who was watering plants on the porch. But it's like this that's happening."

Plitakk!!

"Addudduduhhhh is sick Oma. Why is Oma pinning the head of a God?"

"How much are you, Duda? Still a hobby of peeping like abg-abg labile? Who's the pretty girl you took a peek at?"

The god just smiled. He looked at Mara. "This is the beautiful girl that God peeps on, Oma."

Oma Widuri turned her head towards Mara, whereas the girl could only lower her face in embarrassment. Infused with intense curiosity, oma Widuri began to step foot to get closer to Mara.

Oma Widuri stared intensely at this beautiful girl who was in front of her from head to toe. Seeing this girl still lowered her face, the oma Widuri's gurgle grabbed Mara's chin to be able to clearly see the face of this girl. Oma Widuri smiled widely and ....

"Prospective granddaughter-in-law? When are you ready to marry my granddaughter, Beautiful?" said oma Widuri while hugging tightly Mara's body.

Mara, God, and Krishna gasped.

"M-married?"

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