My Lovely President From The Mars
THERE'S SWEETNESS

...Resilient does not mean only strong physically, but more than that.Being able to be patient and able to control the situation becomes conducive without putting forward emotions....

It's been 3 days since the proposal ended in a picnic, even Al Fath has returned to the east, but there is no word or invitation, "*Wa, I invite to battalion*!" of Zahra's two brothers. *Why brothers? This is actually ngetes intention is just bluff again*?

God flicked his motorcycle in the hospital parking lot, really up to the front of the IGD room, afraid Zahra why-not, even though the distance from the parking lot to there is not up to tens of kilometers. But, Zahra is embraced like a circumcision manten who is afraid to menginjek ee chicken or banana peel.

"Be careful, real work." he put his soul in Zahra's nose.

"You too" Zahra replied with the nose of God.

"Have you first returned to the east?" ask God.

"Bang Fath? Hitherto. Why, kangen? Kangen dipelotokin's? Or are kangen told to be the priest of the magrib prayer?" Zahra chuckled at the God's jacket just to clean from the dust of the streets that are afraid to be a actor, he will remain forever his God, the president of Mars. Never want to use a car that is said to be less cool and manly, cupu! Afraid of being dirty or hot, the man had exotic skin, dirty little drooling, not a soft white rich marshmallow.

The god laughed, but his laughter was crisp, *see later! He will call all hafidz the best qur'an in Indonesia to be his teacher*, "but his teacher you doang, I'm yes!" the answer.

"That's how I go, yes" the glance of God's eyes fell on his watch, time was precious to him now, if later the blessing of the Zahra family came down, he said, automatically he must seriously make a living from now or just capital for the cost of mating, not the foot barges because the momy-daddy people are, he said, but he wanted to marry Zahra with his own hard-earned money, embarrassed to lose to Zahra's brothers.

"There's a problem that I have to deal with in the office," replied the Lord staring nyalang towards Zahra's hand which was being grasped by the God, softly...

Realizing that God was not doing well, Zahra tilted her head, "serious matter?"

The god smiled, "no. It's just a small matter, it's the god Ra..."

"Not servants.." continued Zahra equalled the words of God, then the two laughed.

"You know, I'm leaving! I'll get you home!" he patted Zahra's head.

"Bye!"

On the sidelines of his busy life God still try as much as possible to bring Zahra.

*Tap-tap--tap*!

Step pantofel shoes tread the corridor of the room, Daddy Ji again took over the position of CEO in the office.

Ganesha, with all humility, accepted all the consequences.

"Sorry,"

Lirih Dewa looked at his sister at a glance and gave her all the original financial files, before the financial statements were manipulated by Yahya.

"Guffy, try where my laptop is!" god Pinta. Without taking down Ganesha, he works hard to overcome the problems that Ganesha had created without Ganesh's knowledge, plus last time no one really believed him other than, Armillo and Lendra.

The gods have just joined here, but the performance is no doubt, "Miracle has returned to walking dad, although there are few obstacles before because it once broke and hung the fate of the workers, he said, the workers who did the demo fight for fate has also been overcome, so now it is running again as before, if according to the planning then Miracle will be settled 4 months from now," Dewa handed over the details of the project, and the, starting from the building materials used, project funds raised, heavy equipment owned by JILO corp. Used and so on.

"Okay, you check the project right away, look at the situation!"

"While the pact is being examined by the police..." Jihad looked at the silent Ganesha.

"You! Stay home, help start up business momy!" appoint Jihad to Ganesha.

"But if the police start to spread your name, according to your words you have to account, even though later om Kean and om Raka will help you." Jihad closed the conversation with his two sons.

The god turned his big motorbike towards the hospital, never imagined if the hospital is now his second home, in the morning this building became the destination to pick up the idol.

The IGD looks busy this afternoon, but he knows that Zahra is not there, but in Kenanga ward.

"Sorry! There are many patients in IGD, some will enter Kenanga ward.there can be a cover on IGD?" ask the IGD nurse on the phone.

"Okay" replied the Rose.

"Let Zahra be with Rosa," the two then go down to the IGD, neither I serve, nor you serve here but we are ready to serve!

The sound of ambulance sirens getting deafening at a fast pace parked in front of the IGD room, God until walking over first so as not to block the road. His eyes fell looking at the two nurses who were walking quickly towards the ambulance door.

"Zahra," like the female superhero ready to help, Zahra and another nurse pull a cage and bring the patient from the ambulance. These two sisters swiftly brought in a person with quite serious injuries.

Security seems to be busy helping the families of patients and other patients. Without a doubt God helps a patient who just came from a car to sit in a wheelchair, it seems like every day sick people are always there, accidents also occur every day on the streets of the capital. Not to mention the people who were suffering from severe pain, all gathered in this emergency department.

"Eh, thanks bang!" the patient's family.

"Together," the God smiled.

There is a sense of pride in helping others, is this what it feels like to be someone useful? This is what it feels like to be a servant of the state and serve the community, how rich is there such sweetness?! All this time he was too indifferent to the world, too busy with his own world.

"Missi," said someone excusing her as the position of the Gods stood in the way.

He opted out of the emergency room, waiting for Zahra outside.

For a long time, even this man had lost 4 times playing mario brooch games on his phone.

"Eh," Zahra came out in her white clothes and there was a slight stain of blood on her arm.

"Where was the accident victim?" ask God.

"Hm? You know?" ask Zahra.

"Who, I see you're great, rich wonderwomen again push the patient braggar using flash speed, swingggg!" he said it made Zahra laugh.

"Well, get on the operating table." replied Zahra.

"Neither hungry? Wonderwomen need to eat too?" ask God.

Of course this girl nodded, "the duck pecel who was at the red light ahead yuk! Yummy loh!" invite Zahra enthusiastically.

"Make fatty fat, I'll buy the same carts!" reply Gods.

"Start!" god's nod sure, more sure because the fat is not like other women who mostly want to eat in fancy restaurants, they are one taste.

"Report ndan, Cut Zahra was picked up by a gondrong guy..."

"Sadeva,"

"Ready wrong! I don't know his name. Report, Cut Zahra on the shuttle and pick up by the same guy with a B 54D3w4 motorbike, the photos I've sent, the report is done!"

"Yes, enough for today. You go home to the markormar," Rayyan smiled a slanted smile.

"For a very long time, I must give cigarette money to junior until how many million nih," murmured Rayyan.

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Rayyan

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