Miss Marries Boy
Chapter 83: Nagara

Sarah went into the room she had ordered. He slammed the door but Bara held it. She came in and hugged Sarah from behind. Sarah's hand pushed Bara's body.

"Sarah, don't be like this! I'm sorry and please excuse me!" bara said.

Sarah tied her hair up with a white neck and a level. She also took off her dress in front of Bara who was not at all ashamed of the mature man.

Bara could see there was a tattoo on Sarah's back. What is Sarah senakal? Why would Dani let Sarah have a tattoo?

Sarah changed clothes in front of Bara, after she finished facing Bara.

"Why are you standing there? Come here!" said Sarah.

"Sarah, don't you want to marry me?" ask Bara.

Sarah turned on the TV, picked a channel she thought was good. She looked at him with a sad face. He was eager to hear an answer from Sarah because her love was not playful.

"Om Bara is so stiff. We just dated already invited to get married. Mending om Bara just find another woman to be invited to marry. I just went to college and didn't want to rush into marriage" Sarah said, sitting cross-legged in bed.

"Om just asking if you want to marry me or not?"

Sarah looked at Bara who was still standing at the door. A very handsome ember with hair raised over made Sarah smile sweetly. "You dong beb."

Hearing that answer, Bara approached Sarah, held Sarah in his arms and kissed her, but Bara immediately realized she was not supposed to do so. As usual, she immediately let go of her sling and in the end Sarah fell down again.

"Aaaaah... This is a habit! Holy saucer," said Sarah while stroking her ass.

"Eh... Sorry, honey, where's the pain?"

"Huh.hate the same Om Bara. Basic Om-om nyebelin!" said Sarah.

***

The god and the lady entered the hotel room they had booked. Miss's face was so pale that she decided to leave the party. Since pregnancy, Miss's feelings become carried in the heart. He is easily offended and hurt. The stepmother's treatment of him and the God was shadowed to the point of tears.

While lying down, Miss's legs were massaged by the Gods. Miss was crying so hard when she remembered her stepmother's innuendo with her friends. Though usually Miss is very cool and cold but somehow while pregnant becomes like this.

"Dear, don't cry! Why should I listen to their babble? Not good for our three babies" said Dewa.

Miss kept crying, the God wiped the tears of Miss who was flowing mercilessly. He let out a long sigh looking for a way so that the wife could be happy and not think about other people's mischief.

"Honey, next week when we take a vacation, huh? We're going to the beach, how?" ask God.

Miss shook her head, she was crying more and more making the God more confused because she is not good at making women stop crying.

"Nuna dear, cup... cup... cup... don't cry dong!" dewa.

The god stood back one step, turned on the music from his phone and started dancing indistinctly. Miss who was initially careless laugh amused, she saw the husband dancing in the style of tik tok ranging from Indian songs, western songs to Korean songs that are ngehits.

Miss laughed out loud until the stomach ache, God smiled seeing Miss is no longer crying.

"Let's go jog together!" said the god while extending a hand.

Miss shook her head but the God forced her. The god invited Miss to do a slow dance because the wife was pregnant young. They enjoy this evening as a romantic couple, dancing under the dim lights of a hotel room.

After making Miss calm, Miss yawned and fell asleep. The god kisses the wife's cheek and covers her. Seeing his wife crying made him not just stay silent. The god went upstairs to join the sisters-in-law and her friends.

The god changed into a black hem suit and wore a red tie. He looked in the mirror, his eyes seemed to contain hatred. Tonight he'll be Nagara aka his real self.

The elevator button on the press, he entered while grinning. Tonight he'll make their silence. The real Nagara is present and ready to retaliate one by one who has insulted God and his wife.

Ting...

The elevator door opened, he walked out and into the ballroom. His steps were visible and his haughty aura came out. When they were in front of the door, they glanced at the God who was already very cool and neat.

It turns out that those who are men are playing billiards and those who are women with gossip are unclear.

"God, come! Come on come on in here!" said Bara calling his sister-in-law.

The god smiled and approached Bara.

"You can play billiard?" ask Bara.

"Where can poor people play?" chirps Bayu.

The god chuckled as if it was not his style. He approached Bayu and embraced his sister-in-law. "What bet, brother?" ask God.

Bayu shook off the hand of God, he stared intently at his pretentious sister-in-law.

"No money don't pretend to challenge us!" sahut Bagas while pulling the tie of Dewa.

The god only smiled a little, he confirmed his tie again. He let out a long sigh then smiled looking at his two arrogant sisters-in-law.

Plok...

God clapped his hands twice, a servant gave him a small suitcase. He picked it up and put it on the billiard table. Everyone stared at the God in wonder.

"If you want to play around just step aside!" say Bayu.

God opened the black suitcase, and a shiny gold bar was in the suitcase. Everyone was astonished, they one by one checked the authenticity of the gold.

"It's pure gold. Well, your sister-in-law is very rich" said their friend.

"That's only one and a half kilos of gold. I put the gold as a bet. If you win then you may take this gold but on one condition I must throw this gold in your face. Hows it? Agreed?" ask God.

Bagas and Bayu were struck by the words of the Gods. They laughed out loud at the boy's words.

"It's just a golden toy. You believed? Where did the poor get this much gold?" bagas.

"You want to boast but use unreasonable means. This is fake gold, you fooled this boy," Bayu continued.

Bagas took a drink and then poured it on the face of the God. The gods just sharpened his smile.

"You are outrageous" said Bara.

Bara picked up a tissue and cleaned her sister-in-law's wet face. The god was still silent but as if thinking of something else.

Bara closed the golden suitcase and asked God to come out but God did not want to. He was eager to throw his gold bullion at Bayu and Bagas.

"Sister Bara, should I keep quiet when my wife is insulted?" said the God while staring intently at Bagas and Bayu.

"So don't know, but better give up."

"Guelped? When self-esteem is dropped can still succumb? I have given up a lot and this time my patience has run out" said Dewa.