Miss Marries Boy
Chapter 78: Puzzles begin to collect

"Papa's coming too?" elara said while standing cheerfully.

Bara took off his jacket and sat across from Elara. Elara gave a menu list to her papa. They ordered food together. Elara smiled when she saw the face of her handsome and white papa. He was unconscious when Bara also looked at him.

"Papa when widower be handsome. I like it" said Elara.

"You're also very pretty when you go to college. How, your senior has a crush on you?"

Elara shook her head. He played the tablecloth below him. "Papa, what if we get married? I'm not papa's biological son."

Bara's eyes immediately rounded to hear the words of his daughter who he already loved so much. Elara put on a face as if she was parched.

"Bah, we're not blood."

"What do you think, Elara? I'm your papa."

"We're not a real family. Papa is just a fake papa. My biological father is dead, my mother is also dead. So we're just getting married."

Bara's jaw was hardened, eager to flush Elara's mouth with a water bottle in front of her. It could be, the child he cared for since he was in the womb said such a thing.

He stood up and took his jacket. "Papa no other business, this time papa can not accompany you to eat, maybe next time."

"Let's sleep together, pah!" elara shouted to make other visitors see them.

Plyaaa ...

Emotions Bara uncontrolled, he reflexively slapped the cheek of his favorite child. After slapping it felt very sorry but he brushed it off because Elara said something immoral.

Elara smiled wryly as she looked at Bara who came out of that place.

Bara got into his car and left the place in a very upset state.

Elara asked him to marry her? It looks so crazy.

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Dewa and Miss came home from her parents' house after Miss complained about not feeling well. The god took his bike slowly. This afternoon still looks very hot to make Miss narrow her eyes to look at the streets.

"Darling, ehmm.. I heard that your land will be built elite housing?" ask the gods so that the atmosphere melts.

"Yes, my father told me to build an orphanage but before I did it was already taken by my half-brother."

The god looked at the sad face of Miss from the motor rearview. "Wish you success so you can help you build an orphanage."

Miss nodded her head. The gods could not bear to see Miss who was cheated by her own family. The little smiling god, he had a plan to cancel the project.

After reaching home, Miss immediately lay down without bathing first. His body became agitated quickly to move just a little.

God wants to be a good husband, he massages Miss smooth legs. Miss smiles happy to see the boy just graduated from school already understands to be a good husband.

"Darling, I'd like to ask. Time in the old house, mas find like diary in English. Is that yours?"

Miss's eyes widened, she brushed off the hand of the God who was massaging her. The anger was clearly on his face. The gods can see all of that.

"How dare you touch my personal belongings?" nona Bentak.

"Why is that angry darling? I also don't understand what that means. All I got from that letter was 'I'll kill you'."

Miss turned her face away, she was so panicked that the God was astonished. It seems like there is something hidden by Miss.

He stepped towards the white curtain, closing it because the sun this afternoon was quite scorching making the eyes glare.

"Alisa, she's my twin sister. She was killed with my mommy. Wiratmaja's family knew about it but all kept quiet and told me that my mommy died of severe illness" she said.

The god looked at Miss then approached her, Miss's tears were flowing so hard that even her chest became tight. The god hugged her gently.

"It was a letter that Alisa wrote, I found it in Sister Bara's room when she was not married. That's why I don't trust Brother Bara either. Because he helped hide my mommy's murder case when he was the main witness" said Miss.

"Don't slander that if there's no evidence yet! Could Bara be silenced by your father so as not to tell a story?"

"I don't care, Bara is so evil."

Droplets by teardrops. The gods are hugging Miss. Pieces of puzzle after puzzle collected, is Bara also behind the murder of Miss mommy? But where is Alisa's tomb? Miss herself doesn't know about it.

"Darling, my head is dizzy" said Miss, holding her head.

The god swiftly laid down his wife and did not forget to cover her. The gods will help uncover what really happened because the letter is still awkward.

"Mas, don't go! Wipe my head!" pinta the spoiled Miss.

The god nodded, he accompanied the sleeping Miss this afternoon. She bought him, giving him affection for all four of his loves. Next week, Dewa has started to go to college although not every day but still will reduce the time of God with his beloved wife.

"I'm not good, mom."

"It's a shame you haven't taken your doctor's medicine, has it? Get it, okay?"

Miss shook her head. "Mas just stay here!"

The more days, Miss is getting spoiled with the Gods. The gods do not mind that, because he likes it very much when Miss becomes spoiled.

"God is the only family I have. Don't stay with me!"

If you knew my true identity, would you still love me? Because I am not a god. Even my true nature and habits are the opposite of Gods.

God rubbed Miss's hair to sleep, he hoped that Miss would not know her true identity.

Even though I married you in the first place, I lied to you. Am I just unloading it now? But how did Miss react? She's pregnant, I'm afraid it will affect the health of our fetus.

Flashbacks... (NAGARA POV)

"God, welcome back home!" said father.

This is the first time I have come to the house of God and his parents. The house is simple but looks comfortable. It seems like the old God loves the Gods very much, of course. God is their only child.

"God, father and mother have enrolled you in your favorite SMK. Next week you can go to school."

I just nodded, my eyes looking at the photo of God playing basketball. It turns out our hobbies are different, God loves basketball and I prefer football.

"God, I've made chocolate milk. Drink it, boy!"

Iyuu... I hate chocolate so much, should I also follow God's liking? We are twins, but our habits are different.

"Sir, buk. Where's my room, huh?"

A death question that made me aghast myself but fortunately my mother and father were not suspicious. He led me to a very small room, I think. Is this the life of a god?

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