Love Me Boy's!
Pay me with a grandchild!

The words of the God of the afternoon were still ringing in his ears, how to say that he would not want to marry her again just kept swirling in Ruby's mind. Ruby was disappointed, not that she could not be the wife of a Sadewa, but that she was at a loss as to how she would repay her debt to Sandra, because yesterday Sandra firmly did not want to receive money from him unless Ruby returned her thanks by willing to become a daughter-in-law of the boutique owner. 

"What am I supposed to do?" Ask Amel his roommate who is also his coworker in Boutique. 

"Where do I know. The rich man is of his own accord! Like asking for something strange," replied Amel who was dizzy with the condition of his best friend. "Gue thought his son could easily accept you as his bin candidate. You're beautiful By, your body is okay. I guess she'll easily fall in love at the rich first sight in drakor-drakor."

"Most of you watch Drakor Mel. I sat next to him feeling like a diamond. No matter what, Sandra's son really shines. Make the glare of anyone's eyes look." Ruby Saying. 

"So curious I want to know what he is," said Amel, while tidying up his bed. "Isn't he old?" 

Ruby nodded. "Say Bu Sandra is 35 years old. But his face was so young. His face was a combination of Ms. Sandra and Mr. Akbar. But there's more to Ms Sandra's face than her husband's, so she looks like those Latin American models." Ruby admired the face of God. "But O Allah, narcissist nauzubillah. Heckled. I am tickled by her ears when she admires her."

"The rich are free to say what. We are." Amel laid his body on the bed. 

"So I have to tell you what this is to Miss Sandra? I'm really confused."

"Say his son who refuses you. The reality is that! Miss Sandra is there."

Ruby was silent, right what Amel said just now. Mistakes are not on Ruby's side but on God's side. 

"Udah sleeping. Tomorrow we have to work again. Want you fired?"

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"Mom, for this one I can't figure out what mommy said. I don't want to marry a girl like her." The gods still insist on rejecting Ruby. 

"What's the lack of Ruby now?" ask Sandra who is receiving a massage from a therapist. 

"Mommy should ask what the advantages are!" The god was already very upset with the behavior of his two parents. "May he call me Om. Is my face like an om-om?"

Sandra laughed out loud at her son's babbling. "First mommy brought women from the class of artists, models, doctors, and business people, you refuse. Now mommy bring women with different models, you still do not want. Want you what? Bars too?"

"MOMMY!" God was really upset by Sandra's origin, he could not believe that Sandra considered him a same-sex lover. 

"Where are you going?" sandra asked as she watched her son move away. 

"From the fields that deserve my seed!" reply Gods. 

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Ruby knocked on the door of Sandra's Boutique Owner's office. 

"Lake in!" 

Slowly Ruby entered the room full of sketches of the shirt. Sketch of the dress by Sandra herself. 

"Please sit!" Sandra. 

"Sorry Mom, I want to say that the Lord rejected me. He told me to stay away from him." Ruby then fell silent. 

Sandra hooked her fingers on her desk. "Then?"

"It seems like I have to pay my debt with money." Ruby bowed as she said it. 

"I don't need the money. I have a lot of money and may never have been imagined by you. All I need is not money but a descendant."

Ruby raised her head. "Haaaah?" Ruby couldn't believe what she just heard. 

"I said I don't need a dime from you. All I want now is a grandchild that you will give birth to from the seed of God."

Ruby immediately swallowed her saliva. She was so shocked to hear Sandra's blatant reply. 

"But the Lord rejects me Ma'am."

"That's your business. Force him to marry you. Anyhow!" Sandra smiled in anguish. 

Right, said Amel last night. Rich people always have strange desires. Grandson said, is it easy to make a baby? 

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"I KNOW! CAN YOU JUST SHUT UP FOR A SECOND?" snapped God. 

Nathan took two steps back from his place. He was afraid that something was floating about him. 

"Swort. Comehere!" 

Nathan is approaching. 

"Consider my face properly and correctly. Use all your senses of sight, okay!"

Nathan nodded, though still confused as to why he should use his eyes so well. 

"How old am I?" Ask Gods. 

"35!" Nathan answered without thinking. 

"THAT'S NOT WHAT I MEAN BY STUPID!"

Nathan's heart was blown away when he heard God's cry. 

Am I wrong? 

Didn't he just have his 35th birthday party last month?

Did I mis-count her age? 

"I told you to look at my face with your sense of sight as best you can." The tone of the voice of the Gods has decreased. 

Nathan nodded back. 

"Am I that old to be called Om by a 22-year-old woman?"

The intelligent Nathan instantly understood the direction of the God's talk. He immediately concluded that the woman he met yesterday had dropped his pride. 

"The face of the Father is much younger than the age of the Father. Even you look younger than me." Nathan gave the answer that narcissistic man wanted in front of him. 

Sure enough, after hearing Nathan's reply the face of God immediately beamed, he smiled broadly, satisfied to hear Nathan's reply which sounded flattering to him. 

"That arid Field alone can't see my quality. The eyes of the common people. They can never distinguish quality goods from imitation goods."

The god told Nathan about all the events yesterday afternoon. About how his parents are so silly, especially his mommy, betrothed him to one of his employees who looks so stupid he thinks.

"Do you know how much the Mexican Mak Lampir pays to the Arid Farm?"

"No! Indeed how many?  A billion?"

"Not but 80 million." 

Nathan is shocked to hear the amount Sandra gave to Ruby. "Sandra's mother gave that kind of money to that woman? If that's the reward I'm also willing to be your wife sir!"

"Hissst!" God throws a ballpoint pen right on Nathan's face imagining the amount of money Ruby receives. 

The gods had thought Nathan would misunderstand the currency his mommy gave Ruby, just like he did yesterday. 

"What do you think is 80 million?"

"Yes 80 million dollars is not. Which means he'll get about 1.2 Trillion."

"Not in dollars, but in dollars." The god smiled demeaningly. 

"WHAAAAAT? SERIOUSLY?" Nathan was shocked again just like the gods were yesterday. "You were valued that cheaply by Sandra's mother?" Nathan could not hide his laughter as if he was humbling the man before him. 

And finally a thick book landed on Nathan's body.

...Continue though?...

Do not forget the ritual as usual.

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