
After finishing washing the car owned by Bara. The god sat down for a moment on the side of the stairs. After this, he had to go to work.
The main door of the house is open, it looks like Bara has been wearing a neat shirt and is preparing to go to work. Bara looked at the dreamy God, he patted the shoulder of the God.
"Come on?" bara said.
"Eh... Brother Bara."
"Have finished? Well, this is your payment," said Bara while giving a hundred thousand rupiah.
The gods only looked at him. The embers immediately put in the shoulder pocket of the Gods. "Make snacks," said Bara.
"Thank you, brother."
Smiling, he walked to his car. The car is clean is not inferior to the Bara subscription that is already professional. The god looked on with a smile, he was eager to succeed like Bara. Moreover, Bara is very good to everyone.
"God? Daydreaming again?" ask Bara who will open the car door.
"Eh. no, brother. I was just amazed by Brother Bara. Kak Bara is successful, handsome and very good and is also respected by many people" said Dewa.
Bara approached the God. "One day you will succeed. Brother is praying for you" said Bara while patting the shoulder of God.
The god nodded his head. Bara is his motivation to be a good man and of course successful, he has learned a lot from Bara who is always good with him. The departure of Bara's car made God realized, he now had to leave for the factory.
He came with a bag of plastic and handed it to the gods.
"A little food for you, a meal on the way to the factory."
"Good thanks, sir."
On the other hand,
Miss woke up, her eyes blinked and she rubbed to look for the existence of a God. His mind realized that last night he had told the Gods to go to sleep outside. Miss got out of bed, her feet stepped quickly in search of the God but she already did not see his existence.
"Where's my husband?" ask Miss to one of the maids who is cleaning the living room.
"The Lord has left for work this morning."
Miss rubbed her face rough. He seemed so foolish as to have acted rashly to the Gods. She tried to call Dewa, she breathed a sigh of relief because her husband's phone was still active.
"Honey, where are you?" ask Miss by phone call.
"Awake? I'm heading to the factory, baby."
"Just yesterday's problem..."
God cut off Miss's talk. "Commission later. I work first, baby. I'll see you tonight."
"Tock night?"
Tut. tut's...
Miss sighed, she realized that she had acted too much. Miss is crying, she's so guilty of what she said. All the new maids who saw Miss crying on the floor were confused as to what to do.
Arsel who had just arrived, he was surprised to see Miss crying.
"Miss, why are you crying?" tanya Arsel tried to wake Miss from the floor.
"I sinned against my husband, my mouth can't be brake. I said something painful to her. I'm so mean."
Arsel calmed Miss, he was a little happy if they had a fight. There is a gap to get Miss, just a little bit of pumping they must be their relationship is getting tenuous.
"Miss, heeem.I don't really want to say this but considering this concerns your relationship I feel sorry for you" Arsel said.
"This morning, someone sent me this picture. Miss, that boy is just playing you. He's not sincere with you."
Miss stood up, she shook her head. "I'll ask the gods myself later tonight. You immediately prepared a file to meet my stepfamily."
Miss leaving Arsel, Arsel smiled faintly and looked at Miss's back. The hope of being with the woman he loves is open. Moreover, he knew that Miss was too possessive with the Gods. Just a little make Miss jealous then Miss will be provoked.
This morning, Miss was being bathed by her servants. The new servants rubbed Miss's body slowly. Massage after massage makes Miss relax. His mind was a little distracted. Miss looked at the wall clock, this morning she had to meet her family. There's a lot they want to talk about.
After taking a shower, the waiter prepared his clothes and of course gave then a thin up on Miss. Miss also wears perfume that makes her feel comfortable. The bath was over, he walked out of the room and Arsel greeted him. Arsel smiled sweetly, he invited Miss to get into the car.
"Miss, are you sure to come to the meeting this time?" ask Arsel.
"Sir invited me. I don't want to have to come."
"There's Mr. Altaf too."
Miss stopped in her steps. "Why did Altaf come?"
Arsel explained that Altaf took part in the process of building elite housing that had the land Miss manage itself. Miss felt no wonder if her stepfamily was so quick to build a bedar project that turns out behind them there is a supporting Altaf.
"That shit always comes into play if it happens like this" murmured Miss.
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The gods worked for the second training. He was more excited when his wife called him. The gods felt better and did not want to think about yesterday's events. For him domestic quarrels are a special spice in the permanence of his relationship with Miss.
"God, come to the security room! Someone wants to see you, he said urgently," said Mr. Amri who got a call from his room.
"Who sir?"
"Meet me! Neither do you know."
The god frantically went straight to the security guard's place at the gate. He had to walk 300 meters from the building he was working in. His long footsteps indicate that he is very worried.
After arriving at the security guard room, he saw that Miss was already sitting smiling while looking at her arrival.
"Darling?"
Miss stands. "It's lunch for you. This is my apology for yesterday."
"Honey, I've got my own lunch from here."
Miss looked sad, the God smiled then rubbed her face. "Okay, I'll have lunch with the food you brought."
"You?" tanya Miss heard the word 'you' from the Gods.
"Yes you my dear. Gih, go home! I want to work" said Dewa.
"Hahaha, mum... The God."
Miss immediately said goodbye after giving lunch to the Gods. While walking to the car, Miss chuckles amusedly while remembering she had to call 'Mas' to her broken husband. Arsel is quite upset to know the change in the face of Miss who looks happy.
How quickly do they make up?
The Bara office.
Bara pensively remembers the message from Zalina's personal doctor. In the message it discusses cervical cancer is getting worse and worse.
Why are you hiding me? Why are you holding this pain alone? Since when did you get that deadly disease? I as a husband was useless.