The Love of the Duda

TCSD 89: Back

"Aaaarggghh Darling.... You are so adorable!"

The man spewed out the liquid of life through the sensitive part of the wife accompanied by a fierce body. Many times he showered Mara with gentle kisses on the lips as one of his thanks for being well served by his wife.

The breaths of the two were still heard hunting and sounding breathless. After that struggle, they did on the sofa, God and Mara still look so henchmen in their respective positions. The god is still in a position to hold the wife. While Mara still wrestled spoiled by draping her arms around the husband's neck and hold it tightly.

"Want more, honey?"

As he rolled one eye, the God grinned mischievously seductively at his wife. While Mara reflexes, shaking her head. Even though it was only two rounds, it was enough to make the woman feel countless tired.

"Mas... I'm gonna take a shower. My body feels so hot."

That's the speech that comes from Mara's lips to trim all the sensual naughty words that are thrown from the lips of the husband. While the god only giggled amusedly to see the expression of his wife's face that already looks so pias it.

"Alright Honey... Let me bathe. I'll help you rub your back."

Mara flabbergasted. Hearing the speech being bathed, made him shudder in horror. She imagined that her husband would come back to finish her in the bathroom. In a hurry, he shook his head. "No, no, Mas. Let me shower myself. I can do it myself, Mommy."

God chuckles. "Darling... This time I will really only help you to cleanse your body, no other activity than that."

"But Mas..."

"Srstttt... It's been. I don't accept a rejection, dear. Let's go to the bathroom!"

Mara surrenders. There is no point in arguing the words of the husband because there is, he will be defeated in face of the words of this God. He began to come down from the lap of God and with a quick motion, the man again carried the body of the wife to bring her into the bathroom.

***

The sun showed his face again. Gently accompanied by the morning breeze crib and also the seagulls that began to decorate the sky, as if to increase the spirit in starting their activities this morning.

"Honey, are you ready to go back to Bogor?"

After making sure all the items nothing is left behind. The god approached the wife who was still struggling with a small suitcase that he would carry. The woman nodded. "Already Mas. All the stuff's in this suitcase."

"Thank God, then darling. We check out yuk now. Let's leave soon!"

"Mas...?"

The god who was just about to waltz away left this room, he paused his footsteps for a moment. "Yes Honey? What's up?"

"Before returning to Bogor, may we stop by first to the tomb of father and mother?"

The god gave her a little smile. He rattled a little of Mara's hair with anxiety. "May be sure, darling. I plan to go to the graves of my father and mother before leaving. Because after all, we must say goodbye to him first."

"Thank you very much. Thanks!"

"Darling... You don't have to thank me. Because this is all my duty. Yeah, let's go."

With the suitcase in each other's hands, God and Mara begin to leave this room. They intended to go to the tomb first before leaving for Bogor.

"Mr!"

The screams of someone who was heard in the resort courtyard, made Dewa and Mara suddenly turn to the source of the sound simultaneously. Seen the chicken porridge seller and his son and his wife approached him God who was about to open the car door.

"Sir Gunawan?"

Gunawan hurriedly moved closer towards the Gods. Without much thought, the man began to rest on the soles of the Gods feet. And this is what makes Gods soar instantly. "Sir, don't be like this sir. If anyone sees us, I feel bad."

"Thank you so much for all you have given to my children. I really owe it to my father!'

The god gave a little smile. "Sir, you don't have to overdo it like this. I really sincerely give the bikes to the children. So you don't have to sit at my feet."

The god slightly bent his body. He held Gunawan's shoulder. And after that he helped Gunawan to take a standing position. "But all of your gifts are too big. I don't even know what to say?"

"Sir Gunawan doesn't have to do anything. You just need to be excited to support your wife and children. Hopefully with the bike I give, a little reduce the burden of the mind of the Father so that more enthusiasm in making a living for the family Mr."

After Gunawan had a conversation with the gods. Now it's the turn of three children Gunawan who approached the gods. The three little children simultaneously embraced the body of the God. Given the stout and tall posture of the Gods, so that makes the children of Gunawan can only reach the legs of the Gods.

"Uncle... Thank you so much for the bike. We're really happy!" said the elder representing his younger siblings.

"Yes Uncle... Uncle's bike was great. We can play with our friends" said Gunawan's second child.

The heart of God warms. The life he lived that had never been touched at all by an atmosphere like this, made him feel a sense of novelty that was so striking in the chest. It turns out that his meeting with Mara, successfully made him a person who is much more sensitive to the people around him.

The god squatted down a bit in order to reach the bodies of these little Gunawan children. The gods kissed the three children in turn. "Back of love, dear. I hope what Uncle gave you will make you happy. And remember, you must be more enthusiastic in learning, so that later you can make your father and mother happy!"

The boy who was the firstborn nodded his head. "Yes Uncle. We will definitely study hard. So that later we can be like Uncle, who dresses well and can help the crowd."

The god gave a little smile. "Aamiyne... Hopefully what your ideals can be realized, dear." The gods again scramble the hair of these Gunawan children with anxiety. "Yes already, then Uncle said to return to Bogor. Pray for Uncle and Uncle's wife to be safe for the purpose."

The three Gunawan children nodded simultaneously. "Yes Uncle. May you always be healthy and safe."

The god returned from his squatting position. "Then I say yes sir. Thank you very much for the chicken porridge that Mr. Gunawan gave me. Really, because it was the chicken porridge from the Father that made my wife can be immediately healthy as ever."

Gunawan could only nod slowly while wiping his tears. "The chicken porridge I gave was not worth what you gave my children. Thank you very much sir, thank you. May the Lord always give blessings for the life of the Father and also the family."

"Aamiin.." said Dewa and Mara guaranteed a prayer from the seller of chicken porridge. "Then I say yes sir. If there is a chance to go to Jogja again, surely I will come back to the place of the Father."

"The door of my house will always be open to you, sir....."

Gunawan paused his words. Because until now he does not know the name of the good people who have bought bicycles for his children.

"I'm a God, sir. And this is my wife, Mara!" the word God introduces himself and also the wife.

"Sir God and also Miss Mara... Good trip, good luck to the destination city. And one day I'll be back in town!"

"Aami.... Hope yes sir!"

After enough talking with Gunawan, in the end, God and Mara began to get into the car. They prepare to return to the city of Bogor to live out their new days as a couple.

God started the engine of his car. He stepped on the gas pedal and the car he drove began to drive slowly leaving the resort's courtyard area. Not to forget the hand wave from Gunawan and his family became the end of the honeymoon story that he carved in this city with his wife.

***

"Mothers... Fathering.... Mara pamit's. From today Mara is a wife. That means Mara has to follow where Mara's husband lives."

Squatting between her father's belly button and her mother's, Mara bids farewell to the two people she loves most in her life. Two people who have always given an abundance of affection for him who now both bodies are not able to touch with both palms.

Mara hugs the front of Baskara and Paramitha. Apparently with this kind of memory is directly centered on the times where he can still live happily with both parents.

"Srstttt... Dear... Don't cry and be sad anymore. If you are like this, father and mother will definitely get sadder. You are strong, baby. Don't worry there is me who will replace the position of father and mother," said Dewa while pulling the body of the wife to bring her into his arms and he rubbed the wife's hair gently.

Mara is still flinching. His heart was too fragile to accept the word loss in the dictionary of his life. He lost the two parents he loved the most.

The god stared at the navel belonging to these two in-laws. "Dad, Mother... From now on the daughter of the father and also the mother becomes the responsibility of the God. Father and Mother need not worry because God will give all the love and affection that God has for the daughter of father and mother. God promises, will love the daughter of the father and mother for the life of the God. And God promised to protect Father's daughter and mother, as God can. Father and mother are quiet in nature there huh..."

The gods wiped away her tears. "Thank you so much for presenting such a beautiful and special woman as the wife of this God, Dad, Mom... Mara is the most special woman God has ever met. Therefore God will treat Mara with special anyway."

The wind was blowing hard. Making the petals of frangipani flowers that shade the center of Baskara and Paramitha fell. And the wind seemed to hit the face of God and Mara with strength. The god and Mara who had previously lowered their faces, were now both looking up. The eyes of the two were immediately fixed at the corner of the tomb and.....

"Dad.... Mum...."

The two invisible figures only smiled as they nodded towards God and Mara. Perhaps as a sign that the two believe in God, that God can be a protective wing for their only puppet princess.

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