The Love of the Duda

TCSD 70: Crimped

"Too late!"

Mara shifted her body to slightly move away from the body of the God. The girl again enjoyed the street atmosphere that looked so crowded at hours like this. Several vehicles such as buses, cars, motorcycles, snaking, crowded one of the city's protocol roads. Occasionally there is a simple honking sound from several passing vehicles as if adding to the crowd atmosphere during the day.

Two simple words that made the world of Gods collapse in an instant. Two words were spoken from Mara's lips, which instantly made her joints relax, her bones crumbled and made the man lose the strength to stand on his feet.

"What Ra? Too late?"

The gods try to assert it once again. Perhaps his hearing was wrong. Wrong because that's not the answer he wants. All she wanted, Mara accepted her proposal.

Mara nodded slowly. "Yes Mas. You're overdue. Because I've received applications from others."

"L-lamaran from who is Ra? Why don't I know it? Didn't as long as we knew, you didn't have any male acquaintances, other than me, Pramono and also Krishna?"

"That's right Mas. I've only known her for a while, but somehow my heart has become entangled with her and I find it really hard to resist."

The face of the God suddenly changed. He felt that there was no longer a chance to get the girl he loved so much.

"Ra, did I have to fight again this time to get you? Is it so slow to make you my wife? Until someone else precedes me?"

Mara wanted to laugh out loud seeing the face of this man in front of her so sad and frustrated. But in order to carry out his plan, he must try to contain it.

"If you still want to fight for me, then fight for me. I'm welcome."

"But haven't you already received a proposal from someone else? Is it possible you'll cancel Ra?"

Everything is still very difficult for Gods to understand. Is it possible that a girl who had received a proposal from another man, suddenly thwarted him just like that? It's really hard to understand.

The girl just slicked her shoulder. "Entahlah Mas's. Maybe I can move to another heart by accepting you. But I can also just stick to my stance to accept the man's proposal."

The body of the God is shed in front of Mara. His head lowered as if unable to look at his days that felt so bleak because it did not manage to get this girl's heart.

"Ra, is this one of my punishments? Because I let you down? So that makes you not want to live the rest of your life with me?"

Mara gasped as she looked at the position of the God who had already kneeled before her. She felt that she was a bad woman because she made this great boss of PT WUW kneel before her. Mara held onto the shoulder of the God, intending to make her body back upright.

"Mas... Don't be like this... Stand up!"

The god shook his head. "No Ra. I don't know how to live my life without you. I really love you Ra. I-I wouldn't be able to if I had to lose you."

Mara smiled knot. It was really unexpected that it would be loved so much by this man. "Mas, awake!"

As much as Mara's energy tried to awaken the burly body of this man. The man was crying and his sobs sounded heartbreaking.

"Later at night come to Monokrom Mas cafe. There I'll decide who I choose."

Gods gasp. "Does that mean there's still a chance for me, Ra?"

"Pray for me. May my heart make its choice for you."

A faint smile rose on the lips of the God. Even if it is just a speck, it can be a hope for him. Perhaps at this time, he stayed many times to make a prayer so that Mara's heart made a choice to him.

"Alright, I'll come Ra. If that guy has a look under me, I hope you don't pick him."

Mara's forehead is wrinkled. "Why is it like that?"

"Ra please, don't make me feel inferior. When I lose competitiveness with a man whose good looks are far below me? What does Ra's world say?"

Mara and the story writer can only cluck in the heart. It turned out that the level to the narcissist of the widower was not reduced at all despite being runaway.

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Exactly at seven o'clock in the evening the atmosphere of Monochrome cafe looks so crowded by the visitors. A cafe with a contemporary concept owned by successful young entrepreneur Rama Gilang Pradana which is very suitable to be used as a place to unwind after a day of work by relaxing.

"Bec... We're in this place exactly in what order?"

Baskara who was still faithfully sitting in a wheelchair looked so confused because only this time the middle-aged man set foot in the cafe. There is a little bit of a sense of inferiority for his condition. But the princess always tried to strengthen her.

"Dad, soon the future son-in-law of Dad will be present. Mara asks Father for his blessing for Mara to live life with the man Mara has chosen."

Baskara was a little surprised. "Prospective son-in-law. Is that Lord God?"

Mara just smiled sweetly in front of Baskara. He gripped his father's fingers tightly. "I'll see him in person soon. Mara just asked for my blessing from Dad."

Baskara nodded her head. "Dad bless you, son, as long as it makes you happy."

Mara lovingly kissed the wrinkled father's forehead. "Thank you Dad."

Not long after, what awaited has arrived. The god looked younger with the casual clothes he was wearing. In that dress, he looked ten years younger.

"Dad?"

The god greeted Baskara while kissing the back of the middle-aged man's hand. As one form of respect and as an effort to win the heart of the prospective in-laws.

"Son God is healthy?"

Gods nodded. "God is healthy, Dad!"

"Thank God."

The god took a sitting position in front of Mara. Although nervousness attacked him, he tried hard to control. He was very impatient to see the form of the man who had secretly stolen his heart.

"Ra, is my rival still a long time ago arriving at this place?"

The God's question of success made Mara laugh. "Some time will surely come. Just be patient."

The god snorted softly. "Attending an event like this only he was not on time. How can he keep his promise to keep and protect you and also Father Ra!"

Mara giggles amusedly. Highlight his eyes were fixed on the twilight old woman who was behind the back of the God, and....

Putfk!!!

"Aaaahhhh... What the fuck? Who would dare me....."

"Omma? Why is Oma here? And what kind of wind makes Oma have a hobby of hanging out in a kid's cafe like this?"

Oma Widuri squealing. "It's none of your business, Wa. I have important business with Mara."

Oma Widuri landed her butt in the chair next to the God. He glanced at Mara while nodding his head.

"Mas, this woman sitting next to you is the one who has held me!"

God's aghast. "Omma? Oma? This is what the fuck Ra? Why did Oma Tetiba ask you? You guys are same-sex?"

Platyk...

Again, Oma Widuri returned to the head of the God.

"Heh Duda! In this sort of thing why are you lola once?"

"What about Oma? The gods came here to see which man asked for Mara. But why is it that Oma came?"

Oma Widuri just shook her head. The Ogeban of his grandchildren is very proud.

"Mas, Oma Widuri has already asked me for you. She was the one who asked me to be your wife."

The god was flabbergasted, his lips instantly gaping wide. "O-Oma asked you for me first?"

Mara nodded. "Yes, it's."

"L-Then, what's your answer Ra?"

Mara just gave me a little smile. He rose from his sitting position and began to swing his legs towards the space devoted to the performance of musicians who often perform at this cafe.

Mara whispered softly to one of the musicians who was performing at this cafe. He nodded his head, understanding what Mara meant.

"Good night everyone... Sorry if my presence here interferes with the comfort of the visitors. Tonight, however, allow me to perform a song. A song I'm specialising in for the guy sitting there."

Mara pointed towards the seat of the Gods, it made the eyes of the visitors turned to the man.

"Mas Gods... This song I'm offering to you. And in response to your proposal."

First, I feel the vibration

Which often shakes the taste

It feels like a new touch

Sinari my days

First, they are tempted

The shine of your eyes

Break down the wall of the heart

Tear off my sepulchre.

First for me and I don't forget

I'm ensnared in your love

And I don't want to get off

Dissolve me in real

Your martial ripples will

Follow your loyalties to me

Mara's melodious voice managed to hypnotize all the visitors of this cafe. Not surprisingly, the girl has a melodious voice, considering that her mother was also one of the famous singers even though only at the sub-district level. Not only was the girl's voice, her beautiful face also seemed to make them unable to avert their eyes.

Oma took the red velvet box from inside her bag. "Well, go ahead and put this ring on Mara's finger!"

Flabbergasted gods. "Omma? This is Oma all who prepared it?"

Oma Widuri squealing. "Even I can move much faster than you Wa."

The God's Gegas hugged the body of the Oma. He kissed the cheek of oma Widuri with stickiness. "Thank you very much Oma, thank you."

There is a novelty that tetiba oma Widuri feels. His eyes warmed up and the tears just escaped from his clear well. "Helcome your happiness Wa. I believe that Mara is the best woman for you."

The god rose from his seat. He walked gallantly following Mara who was on the small stage of this cafe. The god stood beside Mara. He opened the red velvet box.

"Darling... With all the heart and love I have for you, tonight I would like to propose to you. Nismara Dewani Hayati, are you willing to be my wife? Spending the rest of our ages together?"

Escape the clear round from Mara eye peluhan. The girl could only slowly nod. "I accept you Mas. I'm willing to be your wife!"

That sense of happiness felt so bloated in the chest of God. He took a ring from inside the red velvet box and then put it on Mara's ring finger. The god put his face close to Mara's face, gently the man kissed the girl's forehead.

"I love you, baby... Really love you!"

"I am too, Mom. I love you God!"

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Haaahaa is usually the guy who sings songs for his lover, but here upside down ya kak😅😅 It's okay, just assume we please the widower...😂😂

Thank God we got to Part 70. Thank you so much for your support and appreciation so far, brother... Sorry if lately I rarely reply to comments of all brothers... Purely because of the work in the real world...🙏🙏

Much love for all of you....

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