
A few months later.
The gods help Miss to arrange a new house that is still arranged carelessly. Indeed this is Miss's house and she is a little unpleasant to live in the wife's house. But how else? God does not have his own money to buy a house. Relying on his grandfather's money? It's the same it makes no difference. He wanted to buy his own house with his hard-earned money.
"Mas, how do we change the sofas?"
"Make what? It's still good. They also have no money to buy."
Miss just nodded, she looked towards the closet that she felt was already an ancient model. "What if we change the cupboard? There's a new model in my shop."
"Make what? It's still good. I don't have money to buy."
Miss just nodded again, she looked at the direction of the decorative lights. He wanted to change the lights because the color was boring in the living room.
"Mas, our lights..."
"Honey already! Save money!"
The words of the Gods made Miss grumble softly but still heard by the Gods. The god pushed Miss towards the wall then locked her with both hands.
"Clarissa Nuna Alona, I heard all your words. Never touch your own husband! I realize that I do not have much money but I also have the right to prohibit you from buying non-essential items" said Dewa.
Miss looked at the slightly different face of God, the usually calm expression of God was now suddenly sharp. The highlight of his eyes indicates if the God is serious and not playful. Seeing the dreamy Miss God give a thin kiss on his wife's lips. Miss is a manyun.
"Sorry, baby! Mas lately tired so not to control his emotions," said Dewa.
Miss pushed the shoulder of the God, she ignored the words of the husband. He looked back at the room one by one. Indeed, this house is not big enough from the previous house but Miss is grateful if this is her home.
"Mas, the day after mom's birthday. They will have dinner in the hotel ballroom. You can come, right?" ask Miss.
"Eh, how did you just say? I haven't bought any gifts."
"No need. Such a person does not need to be given a gift" replied Miss.
The god only laughed a little, so Miss doesn't like her stepmother. Looks like God has to give her stepmother a gift. She doesn't feel good about not bringing gifts to the woman who is her mother-in-law.
"Elara had just entered the rehab center but the Wiratmaja family did not have the slightest empathy and instead held a birthday party that is not important" said Miss.
"That's so hard, Elara. Though in school he's a smart kid though sometimes do not want to hang out with his friends."
"When are we going to see Elara, huh, mas?"
The god nodded then embraced Miss. They swiped the nose of each other's signs of anxiety. Nothing can defeat the power of their love even if a storm comes. They will continue to be strong in the bond of love that they have built since marriage.
***
The day after tomorrow has arrived.
God took his bike in the factory parking lot. When going to wear a helmet, he glanced at the dashboard of his motorbike there was a bunch of flowers and chocolate. The god took it, his eyes glaring as he read a letter inside the flower.
The prince of the gods.
"What's this?" muttered God.
God threw all that into the trash, he did not like to be given like that let alone from an obscure person. After that he drove his motorbike to the hotel where his mother-in-law held a night grave.
On the way, he enjoyed this afternoon whistling. His tiredness instantly became lost when he saw the beautiful view of the twilight sky. Gradually his life became comfortable like this even though many people still insult him.
When he got to the front of the hotel, he saw Miss waiting for him. She smiled when she saw her husband finally coming.
"God's take a shower first, huh? I've brought you a shirt and trousers for you."
"Good, baby. But where's the shower?"
The lady took the god and entered the hotel. They headed to the elevator and went up to the floor where Miss booked a hotel room.
"Why do you love to book a room? I was able to go home first to bathe at home" said Dewa.
"Once in a while stay at a hotel, ma'am."
Miss opened the door of the hotel room, took God in and immediately told him to take a bath. The god looked at Arsel who had been clinging to Miss. Arsel was silent like an expressionless robot.
"Ngapain there?" ask God.
The god was silent, he entered the bathroom while staring at the ridicule of Arsel. The god went into the bathroom, he took off all his clothes, he also thought to prank Arsel. God turned off the bathroom lights and asked Arsel to come in.
"Cell, can you help me?" said the god while poking his head from behind the bathroom.
Arsel and Miss who were sitting on the floor were opening the gift paper looking towards the God.
"What's up, baby?" ask Miss.
"I need Arsel's help."
Arsel raised his eyebrows. "Don't tell me you don't know how to use this hotel bathroom?" ask Arsel.
Miss smiling little. "God, how to wear it at home."
The god is a manyun and begs Arsel to help him. Miss told Arsel to help her husband, the man let out a long sigh then stood up to help the God.
Arsel went into the bathroom, he saw the God just wrapped a white towel around his waist.
"What's wrong?" ask Arsel.
"The light suddenly died."
Ceteek...
Arsel pressed the light switch and lit up brightly. Gods are just whiny.
"There again?" ask Arsel.
"The water in the closet can't turn on."
Arsel passed the God while staring intently, he approached the sitting toilet and pressed the water button but it did not light up. This luxury hotel uses an automatic toilet system that goes straight out of the water when something goes into the closet.
"It's automatic so it can't turn on" Arsel said.
"Try again! It was able to ignite the water but after I sat down I could no longer. Is it probably broken?" ask God.
Arsel tried to take a close look at the toilet. His face was drawn to a button that read English. The God smiled grinningly, he pressed the lighted button behind the closet and instantly water came out gushing from the small hole that slipped around the closet.
Srooooooooooo's...
Arsel face sprayed from the water, he was shocked and immediately retreated. While about to retreat the legs of the God accidentally made Arsel fall, the God reflexively caught Arsel.
Arsel looked at the God and vice versa. At the same time Miss came to see an ambiguous sight.
"Mas, can you? Let me call the hotel clerk." Miss's eyes glared at the sight.
How not? The god who only wears color pants and is bare-chested is making out with Arsel in the bathroom. Moreover, the towel used by God was lying on the floor. The lady immediately fell unconscious.
The god was so shocked, he reflexively pushed Arsel and walked up to his fainted wife. He picked up Miss then took her to bed. While Arsel tried to find eucalyptus oil.
"Darling, wake up baby!" said the Lord while patting Miss' cheek.
"God, where's Miss's bag? Usually he carries eucalyptus oil in his bag" asked Arsel.
"That's on the couch," point to God.
Arsel took the eucalyptus oil then hurriedly ran towards the Gods, but ill-fated, he slipped and fell into the Gods. They fell right next to Miss with the position of God face down and Arsel on top of her. Miss's eyes were open, she was awake.
"God, my head is dizzy..." As she was about to glance to the right, Miss saw an unexpected sight again. A very ambiguous sight when the position of her husband was lying face down and Arsel was on top of him piercing God, At that time Miss again fainted.
"Miss honey?" shouted God.
Arsel woke up, he felt disgusted by the scene earlier. The god also directly pulled the blanket onto his body.
"Basic gay!" dewa.
"That's what... Your mouth! I'm disgusted too. Look at Miss until she fainted twice!" arsel.
The gods feel the creeps.
"Why are you wearing a blanket. I'm not with you either" said Arsel annoyed.