
Cklek!
Door opens.
Seeing Michela asleep, the god lay beside her.
"What is this heavy? Am I dreaming?" ask Michela.
"Wake up I want to eat, have you cooked for me?" ask God.
"God! I forgot about it" Michela said.
Michela immediately ran into the kitchen and looked for ingredients for her to cook.
Because in a hurry, finally Michela's cuisine is scorched all, but with the pedunya he still serves it.
The god sat down with vigor, yet when he saw the food that was charred his face instantly changed.
"You want to kill me with this scorched food?" the Lord looked at Michela.
"It's not. But it's all I can cook" Michela said.
"Don't you not willing me to go to Russia, you want to make me sick, right?" guess the gods are grinning.
"Nausea, wanting to vomit, she's very pungent" Michela said in her heart.
"Hehehehehe could only laugh when he was so narcissistic" Michela said.
Forcibly, God still ate the charred dishes cooked by Michela.
"Uhuk! Uhuk!" The god glanced at his eyes because the food was so bitter.
"Eh, hehehehe, I'm sorry, this is the drink" said Michela handed a glass of water to God.
"Already, do not eat anymore, I will take food that is worth eating for you, Mr. Michela said.
Michela went straight to the kitchen and took her food.
"Here you are, please eat" said Michela, laying on the table.
"Bow me," the Lord asked.
"Ep?"
"Ep what? Come feed me," said the god.
With Michela's forced to bribe him.
The God smiled seeing Michela bribing her, making Michela goosebumps at the smile of God.
"Why you?" asked the God to laugh.
"The smile of the Master was terrible" Michela said.
"Eh Sir, instead of you still hungry, how will I feed you if I am here" Michela said.
Michela tried to stand but was held back by the gods.
"Let me hold you, because tomorrow I'm leaving, I might miss you there," said the god drowned in his arms.
"Looks like this Master needs a wife" Michela said in her heart.
"Sir, you could have found a wife there, I'm sure there must have been many who liked you," Michela said.
"Did you not like me?" ask God.
"Mom, that's not it, sir, but it looks like you need someone to take care of your life" Michela stuttered.
"I already have someone to take care of, that is you," said Dewa lightly.
"God! He didn't understand what I meant" Michela said in her heart.
"I mean you need someone who accompanies you at night" Michela explained.
"And you have accompanied me" replied the Lord.
"Geez!" Michela patted the jidat, confused to explain how.
"That's not what I mean Sir, I think you need a wife" Michela explained.
"If only you were my wife" God smiled.
Michela immediately stood up from the lap of the God.
"Sorry Mister, you still have a lot of women waiting in line behind you, I don't even count" Michela said.
"If I want you how?" ask God.
"Eh. anu. that can't be sir," Michela replied.
"If I did, I refused" Michela said in her heart.
"Tonight I will sleep with you" said the Lord.
"Whataa!! Tuhaaan help me. I don't want to," cried Michela inwardly.
"My back is very tired, please massage," God asked.
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