Miss Marries Boy
Chapter 32: Don't insult my parents' work!

“Please don't bring my parents work!” dewa.

Arsel only snorted, he smiled thinly as if ridiculing the Gods. The god also has a limit of patience that will be angry if the work of his parents is carried around. “I don't

I'll stay silent if you ever again scoff at my parents' work. You know you're a maid too. Miss told you this and it is also called the helper ‘kan?” ask God.

Arsel flinched, he doused the face of the God with the white water that was on the table. The god only smiled wryly and rubbed his wet face. The god kicked the table, he looked at Arsel sharply. “If you don't want to be insulted then don't insult people first! Pain ‘kan if insulted?” dewa.

The god walked away from Arsel and headed to the kitchen. The morning meal was gone. Mas Supri approached them and clapped his hands to see

god's Bravery.

“God, you are a real man. Look at that cute Arsel! He's like a pinned rat when you sneer like that,” said Dewa.

“Sometimes indeed he should be given a lesson so as not to underestimate people as delicious as eyed,” said Dewa while drinking water that he took from the kitchen dispenser.

Mas Supri patted God on the shoulder, a boy like God deserves a thumbs up. “God, I'm waiting in the car, yes?” said Mas Supri.

The god nodded his head.  The god headed to his room to pick up his bag. These 2 days were the last 2 days for him to work in Jojo's workshop. The day after, he had already sent out several applications at the company and the factory. Her phone vibrates got a notification message turned out from Miss.

Missy

Arsel doesn't bother you ‘kan, honey?

Deities

No, honey, why?

Missy

Her face

slightly sour. Or maybe you're bothering him?

Deities

Wh-wh-what for?

I'm disturbing the mas-mas? I'd better just bother you, if you're angry so cute.

Missy

Huhhhhh... Just hang out in the room. I'm ready to be disturbed.

Deities

Let me interrupt tonight, hehehe. Love u's. I'm off to work, baby.

Missy

Love you too, baby.  Careful streets. I'll see you tonight.

The god smiled then put the phone in it. After that he will step

get out and accidentally see the brown map located on the table. Deities

curious and opened the map. Paper sheet by sheet

the paper he read.  The gods don't understand

it looks like the file was in the company of Miss until she wanted to

put it in again but a photo fell out of the file. An

photo showing the big smile of a little boy with a bule woman

full-grown. At first glance the little boy was similar to Miss, the God smiled then idly turned the photo over and there was writing behind it.

Mommy and Nuna will be together

forever. Nuna love Mommy's.

“It looks like this Miss's birth mother, she is just as beautiful as Miss,” muttered God.

The god then kept the photo again but when he saw the floor he found a letter. The god curiously opened it. The writing in English makes the gods do not understand. The god then photographed the writing, not nothing but the writing made God wonder because there is the inscription I kill you which means I kill you.

When finished, the God immediately put it back into the brown map and put it on the table as before. He immediately approached Mas Supri who was waiting in the car.

“Sorry, mom. Go to WC first. Oh yes, Miss what kind of person is it?” ask God.

Mas Supri who drove his car away from home only frowned when he heard the question from the Gods. “Why suddenly ask like that?” ask Mas Supri.

“Ah, yes gapapa anyway, I just a little kepo because it is not so familiar Miss.”

Mas Supri's face immediately became pias, he switched the conversation to make the Gods astonished. Something seems to be hidden from them. “God, later pick up afternoon ‘kan?” ask Mas Supri.

“I'll figure out for myself how the nature of Miss, like there is a suspicious.”

Mas Supri immediately braked his car. His face became so irritated after the Gods said so. “Nona is Miss, nothing is kept secret by her. Miss will feel disappointed if you don't believe it,” said Mas Supri.

Mas Supri who is aware of his own speech makes him wheeze and then put on a cheerful face

any more. He smiled as he drove the car out of that elite residential street.

The god was suddenly a little suspicious. What are they hiding from him?

After Jojo's exasperation.

The god changed clothes and worked on what was told by Mr. Jojo.  Jojo also worked with him. They

repair customer-owned motors that suddenly break down.

“You already have your own skill why not open your own workshop?” ask the Lord to Jojo.

“No, uh, do you want to go to a steward school with me? Just a few months.  You are handsome and good at communication must pass quickly,” said Jojo.

“No money, you know yourself ‘kan I am also married. I also don't speak English.”

“Hem.. Your English exam is also good even the highest in the class,” said Jojo.

“Yes I cheated on Sarah. Sarah's worth below me. Fortunately he was not angry,” said Dewa giggled amusedly.

Jojo threw the used kanebo into the face of the God, he laughed out loud. A silly friend like a God that must be nurtured. Even God looks a quiet child when he is one of the wayward children at school but fortunately never found out. God once locked the chemistry teacher in the bathroom secretly and then

chemistry lessons are empty.  Deities

it did not like the chemistry lessons that made him a seven-rounder quail.

“God, it feels wikwik how?” ask Jojo.

“Waaaah... It is true that the paradise of the world is unmatched enjoyment,” said the God while grinning.

“I'll soon have a nephew dong?” ask Jojo.

“Just pray,” replied Dewa while smiling shyly.

Jojo crossed the face of God using oil, Dewa did not want to lose and replied to him. They even fought oil while laughing. Indeed they are still behaving boy, father Jojo who wears a sarong and just came out of the house just prying to see the behavior of Jojo and God who even waste oil.

“Eheeem,” says mr. berdehem.

They immediately stopped and their eyes looked at Father Jojo who was displaying an angry face. They continued their work while holding back laughter.

On the other hand,

Miss is walking around her meubel shops. Some stocks are empty because

some timber suppliers stopped shipping abruptly. Miss must think hard to find a new supplier that has the quality of wood

finest.

“Arsel, have you got some suppliers?” ask Miss.

“Numbered, Miss. Since the significant price increase makes them reluctant to send again but this will not last long,” replied Arsel while looking at his phone. “But Mr Altaf can help us, he has the best supplier acquaintances but at affordable prices,” continued Arsel.

“Since when did you become close to Altaf?” tanya Miss makes Arsel nervous.

“Ehmm... As a business partner is not reasonable if we are close?”

Miss approached Arsel then looked at Arsel intently. Miss has terrible eyes when she looks at people in dislike. “Don't think of stabbing me in the back! I'm not that stupid, Arsel.”

"Why am I doing that? I'm on your side" Arsel said.