The Goddess for Gods
About Naila

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"Wouldn't you look at my sister?" ask Mama Riska who seemed to tempt Papa Albert to touch her.

"Can you look at my sister? Not that it has not been obtained as a doctor," said Papa Albert stroked gently flat stomach of the wife.

"Not really, is Mama just papa nawarin aja," replied Mama Riska with a smile.

Papa Albert shook his face, his wife always teased him. Sometimes he could not help it if it was teased with his wife.

"What if I can't do it?" papa Albert asked with his smile started stroking Mama Riska's thigh.

"Yes, what's the trouble?" ask Mama Riska bravely even rem** Papa Albert chest.

"What I don't like about you, I'm afraid it's bad. Don't tempt me if you don't want responsibility" said Papa Albert looking gently at Mama Riska.

When the hell is this handsome Papa staring at his wife sharp, will not be able to. Because what? Because Papa Albert loved his wife so much. How not to love if they have been together since birth. Even according to the story of Grandma and Grandfather God first, Riska always cry when Mama Albert wants to bring Albert home.

And look now the two babies have become a married couple who love each other. Even the possessiveness of Papa Albert is now declining in the Gods who incidentally are their first children.

"I should have asked for our responsibility, this is the result of your actions, you know," said Mama Riska touching her stomach.

"Is that my son?" asked Papa Albert to join mendrama with his wife. I don't know where it is cold and firm.

"You nanya? Are you your son or not? Here I answer!"

It looks like his wife has started to get infected with Toktok syndrome. Although Mama Riska never upload anything on the application but the membership of Mama Riska can only scroll the application.

"This is your son, the fruit of our love. You don't want to say anything, huh? Husband d..."

"Hayo what are you talking about? I'm that bad husband?" ask Papa Albert.

"I didn't say yes, you said you were the husband..."

"For my wife this is usually evasive," the wrath of Papa Albert pinched his wife's cheek that wanted to bulge again because his wife's appetite since pregnancy is very much.

Even at night Mama Riska will also eat the food in their room.

"Bah, I think Satriya likes the same Goddess," said Mama Riska with a position that is still on the lap of Papa Albert.

"Kok Mama knows that Satriya likes the Goddess? Don't suudzon like his own nephew," said Papa Albert did not want his wife to be prejudiced with Satriya.

"From his gaze earlier, I saw Satriya admiring the Goddess. And Dewi seems to be uncomfortable with Satriya," replied Mama Riska.

Papa Albert just nodded he knew that many men were uncovering his future son-in-law but he could not let go of the Goddess just like that. He was already in love with his friend's son. For Papa Albert, the Goddess is a gift that comes in the life of his family.

Because of the Goddess, the God can return to the right path even though the wayward is still there. Because of the Goddess anyway, Mama Riska is not sad anymore. It used to be very very rare for God to go back to the main house which made Mama Riska often sad.

"Where if until Satriya snatch the Goddess from God, I do not want the Goddess to go. I don't want the Gods to return to the way they used to be" said Mama Riska worriedly.

Of course her happiness has just come a few months because of the Goddess. He could not imagine how the God would be destroyed if the Goddess left.

"No way, Mah. The goddess must be faithful to our son" replied Papa Albert smiling in his bath.

"Believe in Papa."

Inevitably Mama Riska must believe in her husband. Not he did not like Satriya but Mama Riska was afraid that the child of her brother would snatch the Goddess from the Gods. Like Mama Riska's sister did when she wanted to take Papa Albert. Good thing Papa Albert can't be touched just anyone.

"Sister wants to be in elus while lying. Most of Auntie has not finished cooking it," said Mama Riska leaning her head on the chest of Papa Albert's field.

"Ohh Papa's son wants to be pampered too?" asked Papa Albert carrying his wife's body to the bed.

Mama Riska did not answer but she just smiled sweetly. Her husband will always be sweet if with her but different from other women besides Naila, and Goddess who is already considered as her own child.

Mama Riska who was laid down immediately took a pillow for her husband. While Papa Albert immediately opened a little shirt his wife to show the white stomach although there are still traces of stitches when Mama Riska gave birth to Naila first.

"Maybe you can't be normal anymore baby, the former stitches you just don't disappear even though it's almost back like before" said Papa Albert stroking gently the stomach.

"What's important is that our children can survive in the world. I want you to have many children so as not to be lonely," said Mama Riska stacked her hands on her husband's hands.

Why Mama Riska said that, because before they married Papa Albert always had aspirations to have many children. But after the birth of Naila, Papa Albert was traumatized by the birth of his wife's cesarean.

"But I just want you to survive that's nothing more."

"Have not discussed the past, I do not want you to distinguish your affection from Naila. He is our son, the fruit of our love. Watch out until I know you're sniffing him again. As long as you know Naila is not wrong, but we are wrong especially you. If you hadn't sown your seed upon me."

"So I was wrong?"

"It could be like that, Naila has sacrificed a lot for us. Even you know he's gonna stay at his friend's house so he doesn't see you're mad."

"Am I that cruel?"

"Yes you're even cruel."

"Later to Naila's room. I don't want him getting any further away from us, you're busy so you can't keep track of work and your son."

Papa Albert stroked his wife and thought about his daughter. It is true that he rarely paid attention to Naila, but Papa Albert did not hate Naila just a little disappointed. Naila was not wrong.

"Have not been sad, I know you love Naila too but the ego inside you doesn't like her."

Mama Riska stroked the hair of Papa Albert who was stroking her flat stomach.

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