The Love of the Duda

TCSD 71: Another Week

Dewa and Mara are still seen standing side by side on a small stage devoted to the musicians who often perform in this cafe. Unmitigated, a pair of humans who had just finished doing an impromptu application show, were seen singing a duet song. Filled with a romantic and intimate atmosphere that successfully made the refugees amazed.

Baskara's tears flowed profusely, down every corner of her cheeks that looked wrinkled. The grace God gave him felt so great. He again pulled his hand to be able to immediately realize the mistake he had done to the princess only wayangnya, which through his own hands, he had taken away the happiness of the princess. And now when he saw the princess smiling with happiness with the man who would be his life companion, there was nothing he could feel but happiness mixed with the taste of haru that was so explosive.

"Dad...." Mara bowed her body a little and then hugged her father tightly. "The Lord Mara has chosen to be Mara's husband. Restui Mara, Dad."

Baskara's chest feels so tight. He could only nod slowly as he rubbed Mara's back gently. "Dad bless you, son, may you always be happy."

Mara broke her embrace from Baskara's body. He grabbed his father's fingers, he kissed his fingers and he put them on his cheek. "Dad doesn't have to worry. Although Mara's status will change to that of a wife, Mara will never forget Mara's obligations as a child. Mara will always take care of you until you're well."

Baskara nodded slowly. "Yes Nak. I believe in that."

"Dad ..."

After Mara rested on the lap of the Father, now it was the turn of the Gods to do so. The man hugged the body of the future-in-law tightly.

"Right now allow the God who replaces Father's role in protecting and making Mara happy. God promised Mara's happiness for the rest of her life Well."

Tears of Baskara never stopped flowing. Memory pieces about what he had done to the princess as if dancing filled his brain. It must be about all the bad things he gave to Mara. A father who should always be a protector for his daughter but instead becomes the figure of an evil father who has plunged the princess into an endless abyss of sadness. A father who should be able to make a princess happy just his wayang actually makes it mired in misery that feels so burdening the heart.

Baskara nodded slowly. "Although in front of me Mara always transformed into a tough woman, but in fact she is a fragile woman. I'll leave Mara to you, son. Please keep him happy for the rest of his life and protect my daughter. Two things you haven't been able to give to her yet."

Gods nodded. "God promised, Dad. God promised."

"God...."

Mara shifted her body to rest on the lap of the Oma Widuri. The girl was crying on the lap of the Oma Widuri. The twilight woman who treated him so well as the mother was gone.

"Thank you so much for choosing Mara as the woman who was chosen to be a companion to life in God. Mara can't promise anything other than just trying to accompany the life of the god Mara for life."

Oma Widuri grabbed Mara's body to carry her into her arms. He hugged the girl's body tightly while showering her with gentle kisses on the top of her head.

"From the first time Oma saw you, Oma had the confidence that you were the woman sent by God to be the companion of Oma's next granddaughter's life, dear. The sincerity and love that emanated clearly through the glare of your eyes, made Oma even more convinced that you were a woman who could bandage all the wounds God had ever felt. Oma give God's happiness to you, dear. Love the gods, as you love your mother and father."

The girl nodded slowly. "Mara promised Oma.. Mara promised."

"Omma....?"

After Mara rested on the lap of the Oma Widuri, now it was the turn of the God who rested on the lap of the oma. The twilight woman he once loved who had been a surrogate figure of the mother who had returned to the side of God since one week after she was born into the world.

"Young....."

Just like what was done to Mara, Oma Widuri also embraced the body of God for her to hold tightly. He kissed the head of the grandson and rubbed his back gently.

"Thank you very much for what Oma has done for God. Thank you very much for the thirty-seven years that God has lived in this world, the abundance of love and affection that Oma has given has never stopped flowing to God. Pray for God, Oma. Pray for God that this time will be the last marriage of the Gods. Surely with a woman that God feels far better than any woman that has ever been before."

Oma Widuri nodded slowly. "Doa Oma will always be with you Wa. And Oma believes that Mara is the true happiness you have been seeking."

Oma Widuri broke her embrace. He kissed the God's forehead. "You've suffered too long, hopefully after Mara's presence will be a joy for you, your whole life."

"How about Mr Baskara? According to you, when is it good for our daughter's wedding to be held?"

Oma Widuri attempts to invite besan candidates to discuss the wedding of Mara and Dewa. About this, there must be an agreement from both parties so as not to feel forced or forced.

"I'm up to Mara and I'm up to God, ma'am. Because after all, they're the ones who'll live it."

Oma Widuri linked her gaze towards God as well as Mara. "Well, Wa, Ra, when are you gonna be ready for your wedding? Oma hoped not too long. Because Oma thinks you're ready to live a married life."

"Mara is up to God only Oma. Whenever it's God's decision to have our wedding, Mara's coming along."

"Well, when are you going to marry Mara? Don't dawdle. Oma was already impatient to immediately fondle Oma's great-granddaughter."

The gods seem to be thinking hard. Choose a day that he thinks is good for his wedding. "Emmmmm-tips... Gods....."

"One more week!"

The sound of a baritone being heard, instantly slashed the words of the God. Suddenly the people turned to the source of the voice and saw Krishna with his face approaching the table used by the God and Mara discussing.

"What did you say, Chris? What do you mean?"

Kristina just smiled relaxed. He landed his butt in the chair next to the seat of the oma Widuri. "I prepared everything. And in one week, you're getting married."

The god and Mara were also flabbergasted. "What's? One more week?"

Krishna nodded steadily. "Yes, one more week. Hows it? I've moved fast, haven't I? You should thank me, Wa. That way, you'll soon let go of your widowhood."

"But..."

"Haha... Nice Kris. You can indeed count on me."

Oma Widuri hurriedly hugged Krishna's body. She was so happy to have a granddaughter like Krishna, who always knew what she wanted.

"Oma of course. Oma is not wrong to involve Krishna in this. Because Krishna will definitely work optimally. Emmmmmm the house that Oma promised is still valid, isn't it?"

"You just calm down. A mansion Oma has prepared for you."

"Haha... Thank you very much Oma. Thanks."

Dewa and Mara were even more flabbergasted when they saw Oma Widuri and Krisna laughing out loud while whispering. But they did not care, because after all there was nothing that God and Mara felt other than happiness. Yes, in one week they will officially become a couple.

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Who wants to be present at the DeRa reception please make a list in the comment column yes Kak, let me prepare the scene...😘😘😘😘