The Love of the Duda

TCSD 73: Married

The sunlight felt a little dim during the day today. The radiance is not so hot that makes anyone feel at home to linger on the beach like this. The wind of the sea that blows hard makes the nyiur sway along with the blow. Dozens of seagulls are seen adorning the sky this afternoon coupled with clumps of white clouds that form the feathers of sheep as if to be a perfectly formed natural painting of the Supreme grasping of life.

The sound of waves sounded so clear. They rolled around breaking up the rocks then threw themselves to the shore, and then left only the foam of sea water. The white sand looks so contrasting with the blue sky, like a frame of life that looks so beautiful.

God and Mara seem to be sitting side by side on the lap. The two humans had just become a couple by pledging a promise to live as witnessed by the invited guests. The beach edge is decorated in such a way with the concept of white color feels add a romantic impression for anyone who is in this place. Dozens of white roses also seem to be witnesses, if today is indeed a happy day for both because they can have each other as a whole, whatever is inside each other.

The god endlessly looked at the face of Mara sitting beside him. Today the foreign girl he met a while ago was like the incarnation of a royal princess alone. With a white ball gawn, hair styled in such a way with a small crown embedded on top of his head increasingly makes the girl look beautiful elegant.

Not much different from Mara, the God with a white tuxedo suit also looks more dashing and even looks ten years younger than his actual age. There is nothing visible from the pair of humans other than the full radiance of twinkling happiness that increasingly makes the people around him dissolve in happiness.

No half-hearted, Dewa provides several fleets of buses to transport invited guests who are more from the city of Bogor. Employees of the company and its factories, and all the relations that come from that city. Not only that, special guests from various parts of the region are also facilitated with geratis accommodation ranging from tickets to Jogja, hotels and also three and two days vacation in this city. Really waow, right? Yes the author of the story to the confusion what else is sold to host the wedding reception of Dewa and Mara's 😅😅

"Mas, don't look at me like that. I'm ashamed!"

Mara's face bowed in shame, from now on the man who had been legally her husband was not stopping to look at his face. Making his heartbeat work irregularly which increasingly makes all his cold sweat out of the pores of his skin.

The god unceasingly flashed a sweet smile on his lips. The man was still so astonished at the workings of a destiny that it was revealed that after the betrayal he had received from the former, God had given him a much more substitute for everything.

The god pulled Mara's arm to carry her into his arms. The man rained down on his beloved wife with gentle kisses on her forehead.

"Today you look so beautiful, dear. You seem to be transformed into a beautiful queen who certainly can hypnotize all our invited guests. Aaaaaahhh I even feel like this almost four-headed guy doesn't seem to deserve to be your life partner."

Mara giggled amusedly listening to the words of the God. Slowly she raised her face and returned this shady look of her husband intensely.

Cup...

A brief kiss Mara dived on the husband's cheek. "What are you talking about? I don't even care about your age. I love you for no reason. And I love you because my heart says that you are the best for me."

The god smiled again. In a hurry, he grabbed Mara's hand and kissed her gently. "Thank you Darling. Thank you for dropping your choice to this almost four-headed widower. I promise you, all my life I will use to love and make you happy."

Mara nodded slowly. "I believe Mas. I believe."

"Wa!"

The two-man conversation was interrupted when an elderly woman approached him. Oma Widuri was seen walking closer towards the newlyweds.

"God...." The god moved from his sitting position then hugged the body of the Oma Widuri tightly. "Oma. For all that Oma has done for the happiness of God."

The god made a cry in the arms of Oma Widuri. Men who since childhood have never felt the love of a mother suddenly feel a newness so extraordinary when hugging the body of a woman who has entered this twilight age.

Oma Widuri was not able to stem the feeling of haru that felt bursting in her chest. He can only rub the back of the grandson with a lot of affection. "Good new life, Wa. Oma believes after this, there will only be happiness accompanying your footsteps. That happiness comes through your wife's presence." Oma Widuri broke her embrace. He wiped the tears of the grandson who had soaked his cheek. "These tears will be replaced with smiles and laughter that will be presented by Mara."

The god smiled while nodding. "Aamiin's."

Oma Widuri shifted her body. And.... "My son-in-law's grandson!"

"God...."

Oma Widuri alternately hugged Mara's body tightly in the same way she did to the Gods. "Oma take the gods, honey. Please please please happy Oma's granddaughter. Believe me, that Oma's grandson is one of the men who hold fast to the promise he has made. And Oma is sure, she will make you happy for the rest of her life and will only make you the only woman she loves."

"Mara believes Oma, Mara believes."

Oma Widuri kissed the daughter-in-law's granddaughter's forehead. "Blessed always darling!"

"Thank you Oma!"

"Dad!"

With a wheelchair pushed by Pramono, Baskara came closer to the child and his daughter-in-law was. And now, the God was already crouching before the in-laws.

"Dad put Daddy's daughter to you, son. Given that all this time I have not been able to make Mara happy, I hope fully for you to be able to make her happy. I believe that you are a good man who will never hurt Mara."

Gods nodded. "God promised, Dad. God promised. And pray God, that God may fulfill all these promises of God!"

"Mara... Father's Daughter..."

"Dad..."

Mara wept in her father's arms. The memory of his brain seemed to replay the path of life he had been through with his father. The lifeline that was more often filled with tears of sadness and tears of wounds, in the end, actually delivered it at this point. A point that would be the beginning of happiness for him.

"I'm sorry for all the mistakes you've ever made, baby. Forgive me for all the suffering I have ever caused in your life. Little Mara who should be able to live in happiness, but it is precisely the crust of hell that she feels. I'm sorry, Son. Forgive me, Father."

"Father is grateful to have a daughter like you, son. It turns out that God is good. Although I'm not a good father, it turns out that He gives you the most beautiful gift through your presence." Baskara let go of his embrace. He kissed the princess's forehead. "Little father is now a wife. Hope you can do your part well, dear."

"Aamiin's Dad..."

Pramono stood in front of the God. After getting caught up in a misunderstanding, the two can finally stand face to face with a big smile.

"Pram's... Sorry for all the misunderstandings that have occurred. Really, I really don't know the real story."

The god hugged Pramono's body. The man sincerely apologized for what happened some time ago.

"It's okay sir. Forgetit. I leave my brother to the Lord. Please love and happy Mara for the rest of her life."

Gods nodded. "I promise Pram. I promise."

"Mas Pram's..."

Pramono smiled knot. "My sister..."

"Thank you so much for what you did for me and my dad. I can meet my husband at this time also can not be separated from the help of Pram mas. Thank you, thank you."

Pramono rubbed Mara's back with a lot of affection. "After the suffering you've been through, all this is worth your hands on Ra. Right now I can calm down because there is a God sir who will be your protective wing. And I believe Paramitha's bulls will be happy to see all this."

Mara nodded. "May Mas. Hopefully."

Behind Pramono's body, Krisna stands to wait for her turn to congratulate the bride. The old man really couldn't hold back his sense of well-being.

"Hey, don't you want to congratulate me?" the God as he looked at this personal assistant just stood glued.

Krishna smiled and.... "Good Wa. Finally your time of prayer. I'm so happy Wa."

Krishna seemed to be a living witness to the journey of love of a Rangga Danabrata Dewandaru. The taste of haru he could not resist. After experiencing a betrayal from the ex-wife, finally the boss and his best friend get the port of his heart. He hugged the body of the God tightly.

God patted Krishna on the back. "Thank you so much for everything you've done for my happiness, Chris. Hopefully after this you will meet your happiness."

Krishna let go of her embrace. "That's for sure. On your show, I'll try to find a wife-to-be. Like you said, maybe there's one of your special guests who wants to be my wife."

God chuckles. "Employ Kris. I pray for you."

Krishna shifted her body. He stood in front of Mara and.... "Good new life, beautiful! Always happy for you!"

Almost only Krishna hugged Mara's body but was hastily prevented by the Gods. "Hey, don't fuck you, Kris. No. I'm allowing you to hug my wife. Just be careful if you're desperate!"

Krisna screeched while rolling her two lazy eyeballs. "Pramono can just hug Mara, why can't I?"

The god just shook his head. "No. Once not still not!"

Krishna surrendered. The intention of wanting to hug the girl with such a perfect body ended up being mere wishful thinking. "Well, I won't hug your wife." The man looked back at Mara's face. "Beautiful, happy is always for you. If you need no good by your husband this quick talk to me. I will always be ready to be your heart."

Platyk...

"Vaaaaahhh... Pain Wa!"

"So, what you said, Chris! I'm not gonna treat Mara badly. So you don't have to bother to be my wife's heart."

The god pulled Mara's body and hugged her possessively. "Darling, never be fooled by the speech of this land crocodile man. That would be very dangerous, dear."

Mara just laughed at the behavior of two men today. Two guys who always fuss over trivial things like this. "Yes, yes. Thank you so much for your prayers Kris. I believe that the Lord will treat me well."

"Yes already. You guys enjoy today. I'll be ready to wait for your special guests. I hope one of them wants to be my wife."

"Maha...."

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Special parts will be present in the next part, brother.. What will happen??? Hehehehe awaited yah...._______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________

Don't forget the beautiful dress up, brother... All tickets to Jogja have arrived in the hands of all brothers, right?.. Not only travel tickets, but also holidays. Hihihui ...😘😘😘😘