Miss Marries Boy
Chapter 11: Arsel doesn't like Gods?

"I envy the birds there, flying free without a hitch. While I was married

at my age who will step 19 this year. Actually I still want to go to college and work to boast of my parents but all that is a plan,” said Dewa with reddened eyes.

Mas Supri patted the back of the God, he indeed felt sorry for the boy. He had to be a husband when he was young. Even the nearly 30-year-old Mas Supri is still at home.

" Don't be sad! There may be a blessing behind all this and after all it seems like Miss likes you too."

Miss likes me? It seems impossible. He was so cute to me.

"If that is so I am quite happy at least this marriage is not bland," said Dewa with a smile.

After that the gods immediately went to work. Today he left early because he had to help open a restaurant. After changing his clothes and combing his hair, he rushed to the restaurant with Mas Supri. Although he has now been treated like a young master but he must remember if he must return to his origin after returning later.

After that he entered a luxury car and Mas Supri drove his car to the restaurant. From earlier the Gods just daydreamed to make Mas Supri wonder.

"Why, God?" ask Mas Supri.

The god sighed, he alternately stared at Mas Supri's face from the upper rearview. "A sad bride looks like I'm just doang. Already have a cute wife, want to eat must use drama first. Not to mention not getting rations the first night," said Dewa.

Mas Supri laughed, the boy turned out to be a normal man. The god was only astonished to see the expression of his driver.

20 Minutes later, they arrived in front of the restaurant. The gods immediately came down and did not forget to tell the driver to pick him up again later tonight. The god immediately entered and saw Papa Nisa and Nisa were already preparing to open a restaurant.

"Good morning everyone" said the Lord.

"By the morning, oh, my God. Your job is to wipe the table first" said Papa Nisa.

The god nodded his head then immediately wiped the table. Nisa with the mode of approaching him and making small talk invites him to chat. Nisa sees the sweet smile and dimples of the Gods making her flowery. If only he could win the heart of God how happy he was.

"God, why don't you go to college?" ask Nisa.

"Maybe in two years I can go to college."

Nisa frowned. "Why wait another 2 years?"

The god smiled, he shook his head. There is no way he said that he was married and had to support his wife. Papa Nisa saw her daughter who was engrossed in chatting with the Gods. He smiled, it seemed like he had to match Nisa to the Gods.

After all the tables on the lap, the Gods could rest for a moment while waiting for the customers to come. His phone was shaking but he did not dare to lift because he was working. God chose to turn off his phone and continue his work.

On the other hand,

Miss felt indignant because the boy did not pick up his phone. In his room, he held his head because the father suddenly invited him to lunch with a large family.

"Arsel, you will immediately pick up the God when the break time arrives" said Miss.

"Good, Miss."

Miss is still thinking about yesterday's incident, she is still afraid if God is still communicating with her ex-boyfriend. God is her husband. He does not want any infidelity as long as the marriage contract is in progress.

"Miss, Mr. Altaf seems to be expecting you" Arsel said.

Miss put down her ballpoint pen, she let out a long sigh. Disappointment to Mr. Altaf still lingered throughout his mind. Why didn't Mr Altaf come to their engagement? Miss herself knows that this is a political marriage with Mr. Altaf but the nature of Miss who chooses a professional in her work must agree to this matchmaking even though in the end Mr. Altaf betrayed her herself.

"Don't talk about Altaf! That's why if he acts at his own will."

Miss glanced at her phone, God didn't even call her back making Miss even more upset.

"All we have to think about is God, the boy is still unstable let alone he is surrounded by beautiful girls" said Miss.

"You're worried about God?" ask Arsel.

Arsel returned to his room, he saw Miss's face from behind the glass wall that blocked between the rooms. She likes Miss very much but she realizes that her relationship is limited to her boss and personal assistant.

6 Years we've been together, miss. If only you'd seen me for a second. You can see my sincere love for you.

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The god was carrying food trays from the kitchen, as he was about to step out as if his clothes were being pulled by someone. Without looking at him he told the man to let go.

"Don't! I'm bringing food if it falls how? Get my clothes off!" dewa.

The god tried to step again but his clothes were still pulled by someone. "Oi! No kidding! I have to get this food."

Nisa who saw him from afar was simply astonished, she instantly realized that the Gods were talking to themselves. A smile expands from the corner of her lips. He came straight to the gods.

"God, why?" ask Nisa.

The god will answer but Nisa's fingers immediately shut the God's mouth. Nisa's other hand took off the God's clothes that were on the door handle.

"So from earlier snag?" ask the God of shame.

Nisa nodded her head. "Yaudah, deliver the food immediately!"

"Ready, boss ma'am!"

Nisa smiled looking at the dream man she was now working with. Until one day a handsome man in a suit came and immediately approached the God.

"Hey you! Miss told you to come to her office" Arsel said.

The god looked at Arsel. He walked right away from Arsel. Arsel prevented it.

"Don't make me drag you in the car!"

God brushed off Arsel's hand, he felt dislike for Arsel's treatment of him.

"Don't you see if I'm at work?" ask God.

Arsel saw his expensive watch. He immediately smiled. "In less than 15 minutes you rest."

The gods breath. "You haven't even 15 minutes to rest. I'm here to work with people who do not belong to themselves and can not be as good as going home," said Dewa.

Arsel smiled wryly, he pulled up the chair and sat with his legs raised to the table. He arrogantly looked at the God.

"Get me a snack and orange juice! You still have 15 minutes, right?" arsel.

The god snorted, he directly walked towards the kitchen to hand over the God-ordered paper. The god waited and looked at Arsel who was smiling grinning at him.

Why does he not like me? Just piss off.

Once the order was ready, the Gods immediately handed it to Arsel's table.

"It's his snack and orange juice. Happy enjoying!" dewa.

"Wait on! This orange juice is just swapped for mango juice."

The god took the orange juice and patiently returned to the kitchen again. Arsel was happy to be able to prank that annoying boy while there was no Miss.

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The author is busy publishing books. So it can't be updated every day. The beginning of the month may have been a normal update again.