The Goddess for Gods
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The goddess who had reached the room immediately sat at her dressing table. He looked at his face in the mirror. Fervently apprehensive, his eyes blackened from crying a lot and also staying up late. Her lips were pale, not as healthy as they used to be.

Though it is still 4 days he did not wear skincare, the Goddess smiled at herself.

"The god woke up too. O Allah, thank you for your heart" he murmured.

Dewi started using her skincare series that cost no play. Dewi even willing not to snack a week just to buy skincare at night. In the morning, she always uses cream.

"Ohh my pretty eyes should be blackened like this," said Dewi rubbed her own eyes.

The goddess had to remove her eyes. He realized that his eyes appeared because he lacked sleep and often cried for healing and the awakening of the God.

"Okay Dewi, tomorrow morning you have to be fresh because you want to meet Ayang. Jeez I can't wait to hear his freeing voice that is almost similar to my favorite idol," he said stroking his cheeks that had been moist because of skincare.

Finally, after finishing the ritual, the Goddess walked to the bed. With a mask on his face.

While passing through the photos of the Gods and Goddesses, the woman stopped and looked at the photo with a smile.

"You're finally awake, can't wait to see you. Hope you're okay" said Dewi with a sweet smile. Then shorten it.

Finally the Goddess lay on the bed with a smile that expands on her lips. He can't wait for tomorrow.

"If you can sleep, do not because God wakes up you do not sleep anymore" said Dewi closed his eyes until he finally fell asleep soundly.

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While in the hospital the family is happy with the consciousness of God. They were a little surprised when the God asked where Cleo was. Cleo had already left a year ago to make the Gods just shut up.

But now God was fast asleep in that bed. His bandaged head made the gods not move his head much.

"Mama should also sleep hmmm, Papa does not want you to be with our child why napa," said Papa Albert stroking his wife's stomach.

"I want to wait for God, Pah. Mama does not want the God to go again, because the two remember Cleo," answered Mama Riska stroked her stomach as well while looking at her unconscious youngest child.

"Your son can't walk yet, Mama. He's still sick and Papa doesn't want you to get sick either" said Papa, who made Mama Riska nod.

They walked into a room where Mama Riska and Papa Albert slept. While Naila who took care of her brother had gone home earlier because Mama and Papa did not want her daughter was sick also because she slept in the hospital.

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The door closed from the inside, Papa and Mama started walking towards the bed that was enough for the three people.

"Mama is good first, Papa wants to go to the bathroom," said Papa and nudged by Mama Riska.

"Heem."

After Papa passed to the bathroom, Mama Riska entered the blanket because the air was also cool because the AC was also turned on.

"How long is it not?" shouted Mama Riska who impatiently wanted to hug her husband.

Papa Albert, who was done with his wish, came straight out of the bathroom and went up to the bed with his wife.

"Why the hell Mah? Want to be hugged hmm?" asked Papa Albert to pull the blanket worn by his wife.

"Papa's Hugs. Cold later your child is also cold," replied Mama Riska who was spoiled but prestige.

"Oh Papa's son again I was hugged by Papa?" ask Papa Albert who already knows the behavior of the wife if it is like this.

The burly hand began to pull the wife's waist to hug her chest. While Mama Riska put her head on the chest of the husband and then hugged him.

"What Mama?" papa Albert stroked his wife's back.

The blue blanket had already enveloped their bodies until only the heads of the two were visible.

While Papa Albert men also lock the legs of Mama Riska to make it warmer again.

"I still remember the same God, Pah. What if God really is amnesia?" ask Mama Riska who is afraid of all the risks that exist.

"Papa actually thought so too, Ma. Moreover, God asked a very impossible thing to remember God. Cleo was the past of the Gods," replied Papa Albert looking up at the sky of the room which only got light from the sleeping lights on the right and left sides only.

"No, Papa thinks the same as Mama. If that happens how about Dewi Pah?"

"Don't talk that no, our child won't have amnesia. Don't think of anything that doesn't happen anymore" replied Papa Albert.

"Goddess will not why napa, God is also good. You do not have a bad prayer" said Papa Albert and taken by Mama Riska.

Mama Riska tried to shake the bad thoughts from her mind. But at once she blenged when her husband's mermaid seemed tera**sang with what he did.

"Papa perverted," said Mama Riska hiding her face on her husband's chest.

"It's only natural that Papa is perverted, is the same wife herself," replied Papa Albert who seemed to have nothing.

"Based on her son Mama Carol, it hasn't changed. Don't tell me that Mama doesn't have you selling yourself in the office?" ask Mama full of questions.

"You're the same husband, Papa was never that dear. Only you can wake up from your hibernation" replied Papa Albert teasing his wife.

"Then yes, wong papa touched gini aja wake up," said Mama stroked the chest of her husband's field while pulling a hair pull there.

"Ashh Mama."

"Don't be naughty how will Papa say?"

Mama Riska shook her head, if her husband asked for her right at this time she was still tired from guarding the Gods. But if not given Papa will increasingly become.

"On top of course, if the bottom is not allowed."

Mama Riska knows what Papa Albert wants. With the spirit of Papa positioning himself as a baby. And you know what afterwards.

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