My Lovely President From The Mars
BITTERSWEET (SEED)

"Gee!" Zahra's body was lifted without warning by the Gods.

"Don't brother!" he tightened the circular hand link on the God's body as tight as he asked not to be dropped.

"About the target, dear.anget, we both tend to be..." The god raised his eyebrows.

Zahra shook her head in a giggle, "I've had a bath until 2 times, time has to get wet again, then catch a cold..."

The god still walked to the edge of the pool trying to knock Zahra down, but his hands remained tight-lipped even though the God almost released his body into the water.

"Abang ya, I'm a jam!" he shouted with a laugh, even Zara's hands had completely crept towards the hair of the God as well as the God who was laughing happily, until finally the two fell simultaneously into the pool.

Byurr!

Zahra took a lot of breath, he laughed, even though he was soaked in a pool of warm water and rose petals, do not forget the aromatherapy candles that some were extinguished by splashing water.

The man restores his hair and catches Zahra's waist wrapped around the neck of the God, for then these two men are mutually gutted.

"Sir Dewooo! I'm forgetin' here huh?!" Miki bends her head down looking at the togetherness of a pair of newlyweds down there who look similar to bo again bathing with pouting lips, while Ganesha? He did not intend to see anything that makes mupeng, he patted Miki's shoulder, "what do you want to go down here as a friend?"

"Emh-emhhh kamvrettt the God! I feel like the bagasse of sugar cane has been thrown away, it's sweet on the bottom!"

"Turn-and-forth Ndra! You torment yourself," said Ganesha. The three men then stormed the elevator to descend to the lower floor.

"Aahhhh---" Zahra closed her eyes as the God-god's arjuna felt increasingly stifling her goddess's cavity and pricked deeper and deeper, each bone hinge already felt dislodged from its place, each bone hinge already felt dislodged from its place, his body shook following the God's impulse which was getting faster. The two again achieved true enjoyment together.

Zahra closed her eyes at 2 a.m. If he hopes the Gods will wake up early then prepare breakfast plus flowers setaman on the tray he is mistaken, this man is still closed with a stocky back that is not covered, yep! He fell asleep lying down. Zahra crossed off one of the points from the list of 10 romantic things the behavior of newlyweds according to her favorite romantic genre novel, do not expect you will be held possessive with a naked state if it is Sadewa, the person, because in fact the behavior of the man next to him is always unpredictable.

Zahra shifted her position to be more attached, trying to get rid of the hair that blocked the face of God, then stared at her husband's deep face with index fingers that had danced over the curves of the face, the fingers traced the thick eyebrows that used to always swoop sharply if they saw the other person, then down towards the nose of the bangir who last night mischievously sipped the voracious scent of Zahra's body, and then down towards the nose, then go down to the lip area last night.....Zahra smiled amusedly.

"This is the warehouse of absurd sentences, feeling like taking a shot using rubber bo xer.." murmured raucously. Long enough Zahra enjoyed the view in the morning, he moved to unclog the blanket, not in plain condition because he had worn a T-shirt belonging to God despite removing the horse glasses. Zahra got off the bed to the bathroom.

Until Zahra returned, this man had not yet woken up. "Right! What sleep is dying?" muttered Zahra opened the towel in her hair and grabbed the phone on the nightstand she had turned off since yesterday.

The logo of the bitten apple appears when the phone is turned on. When Zahra turned on the cellular data just immediately the notification slid like rain, dozens, even hundreds stormed his phone. Not to mention missed calls. His finger skipped some messages that he thought were not very important.

But then his eyebrows clocked as his gaze pounded on the hospital's official group message.

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His eyes moved not fast but full of serious observation reading information from where he served.

DEG!

Between sadness, pride, and fear now covers his heart. Zahra bit her fingernails confused, glimpsing the writhing God behind, making a gesture if she started to wake up.

"Morning is beautiful" she smiled broadly with half-mrawled hair.

"Wa'alaikumsalam brother."

The god chuckled and patted his eel, "wrong..assalamu'alaikum," with a flash of God pulled Zahra back to roll in the blanket, making her carry away, "branch huh! Stop, it's morning, I'm taking a shower!" his scream was muffled by the clump of God's lips that forced him to re-enter the world of heaven both. The phone he had held until it hit somewhere.

"Remember..." Zahra tried to keep the face of the God from the niche of his neck, so inevitably he grabbed the hair of the God like a hair of a magic grandmother.

"Aww, aww, baby..."

"With me, I want to talk first." The god with his nosiness even tickled Zahra making this woman laugh moaning, "the branch later I pi pis ih!" Zahra retaliated and revolted by hitting, snapping also hit God, the mattress that had been messy so it was getting messy because the actions of both of them who had wrestled early in the morning to make bolsters and pillows fall.

"Anyways, you want to say for money? Ask for flowers, chocolate, breakfast hodgepodge, honeymoon?" ask God.

"Not! Denger first!" Zahra had to bite the ears of the God so that her husband stopped for a moment, the appearance that had been neat now had to return chaotic because of God ngajakin war.

"As for me to do my duty," he said, the God who looked at him spoiled now fell silent, even when they had just married, Zahra had to leave him.

The god was still speechless with frowning brows.

"A hospital last night sent a list of doctors, nurses, Ners and staff who were volunteering for the virus outbreak." There was a choking feeling in Zahra's throat to say this, but her blessing was in the hands of the Gods now.

"My name is there," he continued heavily, Zahra looking down at the chest and neck of the God who was up and down because the owner swallowed the saliva difficult.

Can God be selfish? He was eager to say no, he forbade, but was his mouth able to say?

Zahra, who was still in the blanket and embrace of God, is now thrusting her face on the chest of God, both have just sipped the honey of marriage, now must be faced with the fact that Zahra is a nurse, his job is to serve the people and the state.

"I'm sorry" said Zahra.

The god looked at Zahra's head, he increasingly tightened his embrace on the wife's body as if he did not want to release Zahra.

"How can I say that no country will be my enemy?" asked the God, making Zahra look up to look at him in a distance that is only a few cent.

"What if I said no, put me in jail? Or will the president throw me out of the country? If that's all I can do to ban you without thinking 2 times,"

"But if your answer is on humanitarian grounds, what can I say?" his smile was slicing, swallowing the bitter-tasting saliva, *it's bittersweet*.

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Neta glanced at the watch in the hand that showed at half 4 am, it felt he did not want to go home auto dakwah 7 volumes from the mother, he did not want to go home auto dakwah 7 volumes from the mother, kak Syifa and mas Syarif make his ears wide suitable to be used as the essence of mushroom broth. he chose to remain faithful in his chair by looking straight at the marble table with a gaze that people could not understand alias empty. Is it because of saweran? It feels like tonight many customers are giving greetings to Neta, red shards too, but why is he pensively rich again lamentin soul mate.

"Sir, sorry.I want a place sapuin there.just stay this one that has not been swept.." again it's nice to dream of a bully came to disperse his horrible daydream about the science of veiling.

Neta dropped a glance at the figure of the man with his hair neatly combed, he guessed the man was wearing a pomade sachet that was sold in the stall or perhaps a jelly oil, he guessed, very tired her hair is shiny and neat with the edge exactly make a photo ktp. He re-examined and lowered his gaze as if he was giving an assessment of a cleaning service uniform that was inserted into black pants and buckles, his gaze dropped again and more under the clean pantofel shoes asked to be stepped on, the man was not white even impressed chocolate sweet, not too handsome but still tolerable and quite polite.

"Oh, just sweep it. I'm not bothering you!" instead of moving Neta instead raised her legs on the chair making her mini-plate skirt open showing a smooth pa ha wrapped in shorts, really short flirting faith just below the sliver.

Jaka blinked his eyes focused only down, "sorry.." he immediately swept the area untouched by the broomstick of the yoke. And immediately went from there, because the health of his eyes now began to be contaminated.

"Hey mas! Wait!" hold Neta, the girl asks her to sit down.

"Sit down, will you?!"

*He is not handsome, he is also a very neat rich exemplary student, I guess the economy he is also a middle to lower class, fit*!

"I?" tanya Jaka pointed towards her chest.

"Yes, who else is there besides me and you?! Unless you feel like a subtle creature," Neta replied, Jaka asked only one word, the girl answered him with a troop of spicy sentences.

Jaka nodded kindly, then the young man sat down across the Neta, he put his hands between the crush pa ha, he sat down, while Neta himself seemed to dominate with his feet resting on the other leg and stacking both elbows on the table.

"Know me Shanneta Amber, age 3 months again 24 years, a job here DJ, graduate of S1 business management.I want it, whose name are you?"

"Jaka,"

"Jaka aja? Jaka doang, or just Jaka?" asked Amber, who was right, he introduced himself completely to the page of the book but the young man only called one word. What the f\*ck! Neta snatched her remaining wine glass a quarter of a glass of sloki, suddenly thirsty!

"Barokah's Jaka,"

*Byurrrr*!

What the fuck!

Jaka rubbed his wet face with wine from Neta's mouth.

"Eh sorry--sorry!" Neta who felt bad tried to help Jaka wipe her wet face and uniform. He to the looo! Gini day is still the era of the name Jaka Barokah, is not that the name of the warteg? Or the name of the building materials store?

Neta cleared her throat to swallow in all her sneers over Jaka, who was in need of Jaka at this time.

"Neverything," he answered flatly. Not much impressed, sip! Won't be much of a hit on me later!

"OK gini mas Jaka," Neta further shortened the distance by changing the sitting position.

"Then, if you want a Jaka.I'm a Sundanese."

Neta raised both eyebrows, "okay whatever! Mau mas, aa, ii, ee is also up. Get to the point, yeah..."

"A Jaka, I have an offer for a Jaka..." Neta is wheezing, her throat is itching to call aa.

"I want to nawarin marriage contract same Jaka.." Another Neta who had been anxious to offer it, Jaka looks calm in his place without any overreaction.

It can be guessed Jaka the man answers plate bin straight, "Sorry, it looks like he was drunk." he got up from the chair, Neta did drink but he was still conscious until this moment, he was still drunk, the walking ants carry the rest of the cake he sees.

"Hey you! The one whose clothes passed neatly rich exemplary students! Will you marry me?! I'm serious!" neta shouted between the silence of the morning, only reply to the sound of a faint adhan was heard in the sky of Jakarta.

Fajr-bodies are proposed to be beautiful girls, is this a blessing or a disaster?

Help me please, Jaka!