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Convincing yourself to accept a God was not easy at first. But thanks to the never-ending support and advice of the Martin bang, the freedom given by the Lord and his family to me regarding religion and caste, made this heart finally melt as well.

I'm willing,, to learn to be his wife.

About the past figure of the Lord, the Maharani, I did not take too much dizziness. But the woman is gone. It is calm in a different nature. It's not good if you keep carrying his name.

Let him be the most beautiful figure from the ranks of the past Lord. I don't need to be jealous. Hey,, jealous?? Why should I be jealous too? Jealousy is still far away. There is no reason for me to be jealous of a person who has been far in the heart of the Lord.

Being protected by him alone was already very grateful. I did not ask for more even though the Lord always said that he had a great love for me and my son.

"No, not my son, but our son."

I remember what he said when I called this baby my son. Brother God cut me off and asked me to also learn to get used to referring to this baby as our child.

"Son, I'm sorry. I don't want to separate you from you. Dad is still the father whose blood flows through your body. Let only you know who your father is. Let it be enough when you're in the womb just tell you who your father is. One day, if it's time, when you can understand everything, I promise to tell you everything. Now what I ask of you, take this father to you son. He's been so good to us. Don't disappoint him, son."

A small but repeated movement I felt in my stomach. At the end of this baby is indeed more active moving. It seems like this also includes his response to what I told him.

I gently elus this big belly of mine. I love the only memory of my love for Ody. Actually, I feel very embarrassed to be together at the pelaminan with the Lord's brother in this big stomach condition.

But again the family of the Lord's brother raised my heart. Artha's teaching was so good the first time we met. So did the last time Mayu was angry, yesterday was no longer so.

Both of them made me feel like I had a family again. I am grateful for all the blessings that have outlined a beautiful destiny for me. Very grateful to be reunited with a good-hearted family so that I and this child will not need to feel the name of living a kara.

"What daydreaming?? It's not my daydream, is it??"

Brother God patted my shoulder gently. I was a little surprised because frankly I was daydreaming until I didn't realize his arrival.

"Sir God, I'm sorry. Nada didn't know brother was coming. Want to make some coffee?" ask me a stale base.

"No need. Later you even bother and tired. I didn't take long. Just wanted to show us our ready-made invitation. Here,,,"

Kak Dewa held out an invitation on his front page with a photo of the two of us who had a few days ago had to undergo a special photo shoot for this invitation. Don't ask me what my face is like and my smile is there. I was very difficult to express at that time but for the sake of maintaining the feelings of Lord, I tried as much as possible to follow the direction of the photographer. The invitation also included my name and name.

Gods & Tones,,,

Suddenly this heart felt mellow. A drop of clear crystal that had originally only condensed now decays wetting the cheek. I either have to be happy or sad. Really in our hearts and minds never imagined if our names would be juxtaposed.

I who now called him with the word "Na" was just shaking but my crying was even more unstoppable.

Brother God, don't be so kind to me. The better you are, the sadder I am. I don't have anything to give you. I can't do anything to repay your kindness. Don't add any more brother,,,

I can only say it in my heart. I was afraid to say it on my lips. The fear further asserted that I had no love for the Lord's brother and that it would hurt him. Even though he already knows, but I don't want to be more assertive.

"Keep Na want what? Don't cry dong Na. If Na nangis later our children follow sad. Do you want your child to be disturbed by growing up? Don't you??"

Hearing it certainly makes this head auto shake because I do not want this child to feel the pain in my heart.

"May stop crying. If there is a problem or something that is not pleasing to Na's heart, just say it. Don't hold it. As much as possible you will try to compensate and obey what you want Na."

The handsome face was again getting more handsome with a smile adorning. I'm choked. My tongue. In this heart so understand the creation of God this one. One side of the heart is so proud to have been chosen by a creature who is not only handsome but also handsome.

But the other side of the heart can not and has not been able to erase the memory about Ody. Aren't the two equally handsome and equally kind? It's hard if anyone asks me to choose.

Om Ody, how are you there? Happy at the moment? Our son is soon to be born. Forgive Nada if Nada chooses to hide it from om.

"Na, are you okay?" the gentle grip on my hand resuscitated me back from the shadow of my forbidden love.

"What is it, brother. Na is just happy. Na had no choice of the best words to express Na's current feelings. Sad, happy, guilty to the Lord's sister and this baby, all mixed up. Finally only these tears can represent." I said half lying because in fact not only that makes me daydream.

Oh my God forgive your selfish servant. In front of the man who had given up everything to me I was still thinking of another man. Evil me.

"Sir brother understands. Learn to share all the flavors. Let my sister feel it too. Who knows, you can help you choose the right words to express. After all, however, sister is indeed more intelligent and sensitive than Na." her claws melt the atmosphere.

I pulled this lip to smile, even though my eyes were still wet. Always this one figure is able to reverse my feelings. Suddenly made me cry for his kindness and then smile with his jokes.

Wicked, I would have been mean to him if I kept thinking about Om Ody. It is time I began to close the pages of the past and open a new leaf with the Lord and our son.

"Sister,," I said.

"Yes?" he immediately replied.

"May I have a hug?" I gave myself a request.

The Lord was stunned to hear it. He seemed to not believe what he was hearing. A few seconds passed, and then he realized it wasn't a dream.

"Come here. Put all your race on me." Brother Dewa took me into a deck that felt so different.

Soft,, full of protection and love.

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