I LOVE YOU, ABOUT ODY
The Different Generation Men

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"God, respect Mr. Ody. You should be able to absorb all the lessons from her." Ajik Artha's message.

"Ready Jik." said the God steady.

"And you, though this is my son. Don't give saggy. If he's recalcitrant, just jewer. Treat him not as a king but as an ordinary servant. I never spoiled my son Ody. Therefore, you should not hesitate to tell him to do anything as long as it is for the benefit of this business." Ajik Artha's message turned to Ody.

"Okay father." replied Ody who though hesitant if it applies as what Ajik Artha said but was forced to agree with him.

"alright. I'm staying you two here. Hope you guys fit in." Teach Artha entrusted this room to the two.

The situation was a little awkward for a moment because Ody didn't want his first day of work here to mess things up. The feeling of not making the slightest mistake is certainly a burden for him. Unlike the Gods who feel more ordinary because even though he is a perfectionist man, but he prefers to do his work without burden.

"Oh yes young master,, earlier, I would like to congratulate you on your marriage. I'm sorry I didn't get a chance to go straight to you and your wife." Ody tries to open the conversation.

"thank you. It's okay what. I know there are too many guests coming. My wife is also exhausted. So in the middle of the banquet, we went inside."

Ody just nodded his head confirming. Wanting to ask even more about the scandal was also not tasty. Better to stay quiet and focus on the job.

"Mmm let's young master,," Ody let God begin to sit on his throne.

"How old are you?" instead of agreeing, God asked Ody's age.

"Entering 4 heads, young master." replied Ody politely.

"Then don't call me young master. I am not a young master. I am only the son of Father Artha who is not a great master. Just call me by my name." said the god.

"I don't dare young master." refused Ody.

"You're older than me. It should be me who shows more respect to you."

"But young master,," Ody.

"God!! Not the young master. Or am I just going on strike because I'm not comfortable working with you?" threatening God made Ody unwilling to budge and obey the young man's will.

"Well that,, Mmm De,, De, De, God." Ody's painstakingly getting his mouth used to.

"Well, here's how much better the atmosphere is. What if I just call you? Mind no?" The god with his young soul did like all his own will.

Ody smiled, just say yes. After all, he misses being called om even though he is not a God who calls.

"alright. Hopefully this flexibility can create a more comfortable working atmosphere for us." the professional attitude of an Ody began to appear.

"Hopefully, um."

"Let's, I'm introducing you to, I'm,,,"

"But God,, Mr. Artha,,,"

"He will not blame. How is this also for the good and progress of this business is not it? If I don't understand my partner, where can I join? And vice versa, we are different generations om. There must be a difference in mindset and behavior as well. Therefore, I want us to build chemistry first between us." asserted the God who once again cut Ody's talk.

Ody did not immediately agree, but he weighed the first words of the young man who despite being the son of his boss but in their current position, he was his junior.

"I agree. Let's use our first day as a day of introductions while building stronger bonds." eventually Ody agreed.

In the next second, the two men of different generations engaged in a casual but serious chat about themselves. Because the name alone builds chemistry, of course, personal smelling things also do not escape discussion.

"Hahaha, Yes, I married my wife because I was the one who impregnated her. I have to take responsibility. At first I was so cowardly to admit it but finally the courage came too. So let's just think of all my joining this office as my responsibility to my son and wife."

The god laughed in response to the chatter about his marriage scandal that had been touched upon in their chatter. Not Ody who mentioned about it but God himself who initially told the beginning he wanted to join in the business empire of his end.

"So men should be. Responsibility is number one." said Ody.

"Oh yeah, om said om already divorced. If you can know, why? What can make a home so ruined? For the experience."

"The main problem is that I love my wife so much that I turn a blind eye to whatever she does as long as it makes her happy. I guess it didn't hurt to give my wife freedom at first but it turned out, I was wrong. My wife went off the track and it was my fault. My wife forgot herself and it was also my fault. Even we are not blessed with any offspring is my fault."

God's speechless. He's even moody. He seemed to think and position himself in the same state as Ody's story.

Loving his wife too much, giving her freedom, as long as it makes her happy. Wasn't he doing the same? Will the home end that way too?

"But all of that goes back to the woman as well. If he is good at appreciating the husband, then so is less likely to happen." Ody seemed to be able to read the way the God's mind arrived looking gloomy.

"May my wife be among the class of women who are good at appreciating yes om. Astungkara".

"Aamiin,," said Ody according to his religious beliefs.

"Aren't you planning on getting married again?"

"There is but when you meet the girl who is always in your heart." Ody answered in his heart but what he saw was a bundle of uncertainty.

"Wait for what fate says." he said later.

"Dewa doain hopefully soon be met with a soul mate om ya. You can re-serve the sweetness of love. Got a better replacement than the woman before."

"Aamiin's."

The conversation continued until lunchtime arrived. After lunch, they will start learning together. Ody was very painstaking in guiding the God not because the God is the boss's son but rather the adult attitude and pawning it was the one who spoke.

"Thank you for today's lesson. Not only about business but also about life. Dinner at yuk om's house. I introduce you to my wife. I don't want my wife to not even know the person closest to me in the office." God asked.

"Mmm, isn't that annoying? You're still newlyweds." Ody's not feeling well.

"The new bride was her status but in practice om did not forget that my wife was willing to give birth hehehe,, we have been through a lot of friendly times om. So don't be afraid to disturb. Come on, come on home. Ajik and biang would also be happy if om came."

Ody could no longer resist this junior's will. He nodded to please the gods.

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