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After hearing the word Mama Riska Dewi so remember what happened 2 years ago.
"God doesn't remember me? And what he remembered last time was Cleo? Because two years ago God was dating Cleo" said Dewi.
Suddenly his vision blurred and finally Dewi fainted in the arms of Mama Riska.
"Gosh, why did he faint? Is it because the gods are purportedly amnesiac?" ask Mama Riska.
"I just want to work on it a little bit, Ma. In a moment the Goddess is a birthday, I will give a very special thing for her," replied the God her gaze turned to the Goddess who had been brought to the sofa.
"If you're not Mama's child and your head doesn't hurt, Mama has your head stuck" said the anxious Mama herself with the silly idea of God.
Not only Mama and Papa who have to act as if he is amnesiac but all members of his family. Even Naila, who doesn't like drama, follows along.
"But you didn't see Mama's future daughter-in-law until she passed out?" mama tried to wake the Goddess.
"Not long to wake up, Mom. You keep pretending, yes" he asked in a limp voice.
Indeed God was dazed when he woke up last night but after his Papa told him everything he remembered what happened. Indeed, there is no effect on his brain, maybe only a small part of his memory is lost. But if about the Goddess of course he will not forget.
"When will you keep pretending to be amnesiac? I do not want to be hurt by the treatment of Sister Goddess, yes" asked Naila who has come and now the girl is feeding the God of citrus fruits.
"Until my birthday, Deck. Maybe only 3 months. Because there is no way that 1 week of amnesia is not cool at all" God replied casually.
God had been planning this since last night, he wanted to give a little lesson to the Goddess as well who was going to have a birthday. The birthday of the Goddess is less than 3 months away.
"It's up to my sister" he replied.
Actually God did not have the heart to see the Goddess until fainted like that, if only he was okay maybe he would carry the body of the Goddess earlier.
Shortly after that Dewi woke up, they all returned to acting as if the god had forgotten his memory.
The goddess who saw it immediately got up and walked towards the bed where the God was lying with his hands still on the infusion and also his head was still bandaged because of the surgery.
"God" said the Goddess who is currently in front of the God.
"Who?" ask the God who made the heart of the Goddess so sick because of this. In his mind why God did not remember him like this.
"I am the Goddess, your fiancee," replied the Goddess holding the hand of the God that was on the belly.
"Fiancee? Don't worry, I don't have a fiance yet. I have a girlfriend named Cleo."
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The heart of the Goddess grew sicker when she heard that, she could not imagine that the day the Gods would call Cleo, Cleo, and Cleo on and on.
"Son, how many times has Naila said that Cleo has betrayed her brother. Cleo's not good for sister, she's a bad girl."
"Sister Goddess is sister's fiancee, your materials often show your affection in front of me," added.
Whoa!! The god was amazed by what Naila said, his sister deeply immersed in his role as a defender of the truth.
"Cleo isn't that."
"Go I want to be alone."
Those who were driven out by the God came out, not sad because they were kicked out but they wanted to laugh if Mama and Papa.
"You're also gone. I don't know you" said the God to the Goddess who shook her head.
"Let me be here any minute, I'm not gonna do anything about you."
Finally there are only Gods and Goddesses who are there, the Goddess looks very snggung even he repeatedly exhaled violently.
"If there's nothing you want to talk about, come out" he said in a flat tone. Honestly, God can't talk like this.
"I won't go out, I'll take care of you" he replied which made the Gods shout happily inwardly.
Although she pura pura amnesia, it turns out that Dewi still wants to take care of it. Last night he had thought how if the Goddess did not even want to take care of it.
"Have you eaten?" ask the Goddess to be nice to the Gods.
"Hmm," the God shook his head. He stared at the porridge on the nightstand.
"I'm bribing ya, must want anyway. Although you do not remember me, but I will keep you until you recover," said Dewi took the hospital porridge.
"I don't like it, you know, I don't like it" replied the god, not eating the porridge.
"If this is good for your health. I promise that you will recover I will invite you to eat a sopping chicken at the intersection of the five places you like the most," persuaded Dewi.
"Am I like a chicken?" ask the god pura forgot.
"Heem. Even you repeatedly invite me to eat there but do not want to, it is not good often eat chicken geprek."
"Open his mouth, let me bribe," said Dewi scooping the porridge and the God with an expression that the temple was forced to accept the bribe of the Goddess.
"If I don't pretend, I've hugged you today. I really do smell your body, and it seems that you deliberately dandan let me be charmed, "the inner God who saw the Goddess stir the porridge. The habit of the Goddess is so that with oplosan porridge is different again if the chicken porridge.
"Your head is still sick?" ask the Goddess gently.
"Hmm a little."
"Why do you want to take care of me? I don't remember who you are, I don't even remember what happened in these 2 years. Are you really in my future or not" asked the God who made the Goddess nod her head.
"I'm your fiancee, if you don't believe you can see the ring on your finger. I have it too."
The Goddess showed the gold ring on her ring finger as well as the God who saw the titanium ring on her finger.
"I don't remember anything about you even I don't remember that we're my fiancee" replied the God again lying down.
"I will wait for you to remember, even if it will hurt my heart again" he replied, feeding the last mouthful of his porridge.
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