Miss Marries Boy
Chapter 62: God's Daydream

The god stepped into Bara's house, the atmosphere still containing sorrow. Many mats are still held and on top of many cardboard drinking water. The departure of Zalina did make the Gods quite sad because Zalina was always good to him. The god put his bag in the corner of the room, as fragrant as the smell of the smell of the kitchen. The god-level foot stepped into the kitchen. His eyes blinked when he saw the three angels cooking.

POV GODS

My eyes blinked in the warmth of seeing my three wives getting along. They help each other even throw smiles at each other. The empty stomach that rang kukuruyuk became silent in silence a thousand languages. Seeing them get along just makes my stomach instantly full.

Miss, she was my first wife I married because she deserved to be my wife. Her big face and sweet smile captivated me.

Sarah, she's my second wife. He does look bar-bar, but he is so kind and understanding. His adult nature makes me crumble.

Elara, she's my third wife. He was the most spoiled and wanted to always be pampered by me. Her cute bangs always make me anxious with her.

My three wives have their advantages over each other. This is why I feel happy when I get home from work. Their smiles are my spirit, if only we were quickly gifted by children we would be very happy.

Pleeeta...

POV Author

"Ohhhh...." The god rubbed his ear that was flicked by someone. His head looked to the side, he saw Miss holding her chest.

"Think what?" ask Miss.

The god smiled, his strange thoughts instantly he was tepis. Imagining having a wife of three is fun but will not imagine how it would be if the three of them had a fight.

Miss's hand held the God to the kitchen, Miss pulled the chair and told the God to sit down. The bule woman again helped Sarah fry the fried banana. God smiles at the end wife and ex-boyfriend can get along but...

"Tante how the heck fried a banana to a charred?" said Sarah.

"Where do I know, you're the one who's been waiting for him. Anyway don't call me aunty! We are not 10 years away," replied Miss did not accept called aunt.

Sarah approached Miss while holding each other, they looked deathly at each other. "I'm the same age as Elara."

"But Ela is my niece so it's only natural that she calls me aunty."

"Have you thought I was your niece, easy, right?" sarah did not want to lose.

The conscious god instantly separated them. It is not good to fight in the mourning atmosphere at this time. Miss and Sarah turned their faces to look at Elara who was engrossed in eating her fried banana.

"Well.. You don't want to fry and finish it?" said Sarah.

"Ela, that's for your papa friends. Tsk... True what I said earlier, just mending the food message so as not to complicated," said Miss.

Sarah grunts. "God, is this your wife's model? Idler, how can take care of the household if the cook is lazy."

"What did you say? A kid like you, how do you know about housekeeping?" replied Miss does not accept.

They fight again like a child, Elara attracts the Gods to sit down and eat the fried bananas made by Sarah and Miss. Because God was also tired after work he chose to let their little quarrel and devoured fried bananas with Elara.

"You know what, God? Losing a mother makes you go crazy. Even I am now an orphan" Elara said.

"Patience, Ela! All of this must have been his silver. You still have your papa."

The god stopped chewing on the banana and looked at the crying Elara. As a friend, God must make Elara immediately forget this incident. She wiped Elara's tears. Elara was crying stronger. Miss and Sarah who clashed looked at Elara who was crying so hard.

"Why Ela?" the lady approached her nephew.

Elara was still crying so hard, Miss hugged her from the side. Miss knows Elara's sadness at this time.

"Where are the fried bananas?" tanya Bara suddenly came.

Her eyes saw Elara crying, she approached her daughter. "Why, baby?" ask Bara.

"I don't have any parents, do I, Pah?" said Elara while taking a breath.

"You still have papah. Don't cry, baby!"

Bara carried Elara to her room, and she told Sarah to accompany her. After reaching the room, Bara put Elara on the bed and wiped her tears. "Just rest! Don't think of anything weird!" bara said.

Elara nodded her head, closing her eyes to sleep. Sarah who stood beside Bara just silently looked at Elara who was trying to sleep. When Bara was about to walk out, his hand accidentally nudged Sarah's hand. They looked.

"I'm sorry, it wasn't on purpose" Bara said.

Sarah bit her lip, she cried in front of Bara. The confused one just kept looking at it. Sarah hugged Bara, she spilled her sorrow onto Bara.

"If I may choose better I become the son of Om Bara only. When happy Om Bara gives a hug and the same time sad Om Bara also gives a hug unlike Mama and my selfish papa. They think of themselves and will throw me away when they find a new family" Sarah said.

Bara rubbed Sarah's back, she could not speak because indeed both of Sarah's parents were wrong. Elara who had not slept peeked through her eyes. Seeing her papa and Sarah cuddling up allowed her to see Sarah's sadness.

"If there's anything you can come to Om, tell me anything that makes you sad. It will cheer you up."

"If Om Bara were my papa, I would be very happy" Sarah said.

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Miss accompanied the God of eating, seeing her husband eating voraciously made her very happy. The bead of Miss's eyes looked at the God's very dull face, Miss took a wet tissue and wiped it.

"In a factory so hot it's this shit?" ask Miss.

"That's how it is, baby."

"Why not work in an office? I can ask for a job in Kak Bara's office."

The gods stopped eating. He daydreamed indistinctly then smiled faintly. What is wrong with working in a factory? It is also a big factory.

"Darling, it's better to work from our own search efforts much better than we use insiders. Getting into the factory was also very fierce competition, even I was able to escape working there was a blessing because I was not too smart, too" said Dewa.

Miss apologizes if she meant something wrong. The god shook his head if Miss means well. While eating, Miss also told her about the coffee garden business she managed, she asked God for permission to expand her coffee garden.

"What do you think, baby? Can I buy some land next to my garden?" ask Miss.

"As far as you go, baby. I don't understand this kind of business. As long as it makes you lucky just do it!" the God replied making Miss dissatisfied for the answer.