
"Why do I feel like this is a romantic dinner? Is it possible that Lord God has feelings for me?" ask Saras in my heart.
"Don't dream, Saras." Inner Saras tried to expel his dumb thoughts.
"Sit down." said the God in a soft voice.
"Are you okay?" saras asked astonished at the suddenly gentle nature of the Gods to him.
"I told you if it's not in the office don't call me formally" said the god reminded.
"I'm sorry, but I'm used to calling you that. It seems strange to suddenly call in another name" Saras said honestly.
"Do you want to call your future husband like that?" ask God.
"No, Sir. Surely I will call him with a romantic call." answered the innocent Saras who did not understand the meaning of the words of God.
"What would you call him?" ask the curious god.
"Secret dong Pak. Only me and my husband know that." answered Saras.
"Hem.. Do you have a candidate?" asked the God immediately made Saras speechless.
"Not yet, sir. What's wrong if I prepare a nickname first." replied Saras timidly.
"So you don't have a boyfriend yet?" ask the gods again.
Saras shook his head quickly.
"What if I'm your future husband? Does it fit the criteria of your dream man?" ask God to offer himself.
"Eh What did you say?" saras asked in shock.
"I'd like to register to be your future husband. Can I escape?" the word God made Saras dumbfounded.
"Aiisssh.." ringis Saras felt pain as she pinched her cheeks in turn.
"I'm not dreaming, am I?" mumbles Saras.
"You're not dreaming. You see I'm in front of you." said the god pulled Saras' hand who wanted to pinch his cheek back.
"The father of his sense of humor is good too. It was funny" Saras said with a crisp laugh trying to melt his already erratic mood.
"I'm not kidding. This time I was serious, even serious. Will you be my wife?" ask the god with a serious look.
Saras looked at the God fixed, he could see the seriousness in the eyes of the God. But in Saras' heart, he still could not believe what was happening in front of him.
"Maybe this is very surprising to you. All this time we were just involved in a job relationship. But when I was around you I felt something I couldn't explain." God said honestly.
"I don't want to mess around with relationships. So I immediately invite you to marry, because for me a relationship must be based on a halal bond." added Dewa.
Saras was silent, unable to answer or speak the words of God. Saras felt herself being lulled in a beautiful sleeping flower.
"I know my invitation must sound very strange to you. But my intention is serious and sincere. I hope you can consider it" God said, making Saras realize that what happened tonight was the truth.
Saras set his breath and then tried to prepare the words he wanted to convey to God.
"What made you think of marrying me?" ask Saras seriously.
"Eitherway. It is possible that love can come suddenly." God replied making Saras who heard him dissatisfied and a little disappointed.
"I mean Father?" ask Saras.
"Yes, maybe now I can't give you a reason why I want to marry you. But just so you know, my intention is not to mess around. I seriously want to make you my wife." God replied.
"I'll give you time to think about it. Inside this box is a ring you can keep first. If you agree to my invitation you can wear it. But if you don't, you can give it back to me." God handed Saras a small red box.
"alright. I'll keep it." said Saras.
Saras also did not know why he was willing to keep the box. In his heart he did not believe the words of God. But on the other hand Saras also did not want to reject the God.
After storing the box in a bag, Saras and Dewa continued to eat dinner accompanied by musical accompaniment that added a romantic impression.
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"Finally our son kept his promise to honeymoon with his wife. Otherwise I would have exiled him to a remote island" Adhitama said, giving Tamara a chuckle.
"Dad is cruel. Devian is our son, moreover he looks a lot like you. Didn't you used to be like that?" tamara reminded me.
"You're right my wife. I also forgot that important thing. That's why I don't want Devian to do anything stupid like me. I'm sorry." said Adhitama feeling guilty.
"You are, I never have a problem with it. After all, you were very busy pioneering your efforts. Your hard work for the future of our family has finally materialized as well" Tamara said with a beautiful smile.
"Thank you, you understand me the most. For that I don't want a Devian like me. I want our son to spend his time with his family. I do not want him to regret the time that has been missed." said Adhitama sincerely.
"You don't have to worry, my husband. Devian is the man in charge. I'm sure he can treat his wife as well as you do with me" Tamara said casually.
"Yes I really hope the child is reliable." said Adhitama.
"By the way, how about we also have a honeymoon? Looks like we haven't been on vacation together in a long time?" tanya Adhitama.
"God remember age, Dad. It wasn't just a few months ago that we were on vacation with Cakra and Allisa" Tamara said.
"Yes I remember. But that was the time for the four of us. This time I want us to take a vacation together." said Adhitama.
"You're still just like a young man. Soon we'll be grandparents, remember that" Tamara said, inexplicably with her husband's idea.
"No problem. My energy is still good, isn't it? You're still overwhelmed because of me, aren't you?" adhitama's Goda makes both of Tamara's cheeks flushed.
"Stop, Dad. How humiliating. We are no longer a young couple." protested Tamara shamefully.
"You're still shy, my wife. I'll have our honeymoon ready after Devian and Rissa get home. This time let me handle the company first." said Adhitama who was preparing to leave for the company.
"It's up to Dad. Be careful on the road." said Tamara drove her husband to the door.
"You take care of yourself. Don't miss me huh." said Adhitama.
Tamara just smiled and shook her head to see her husband's behavior that never changed.
So do you know whose bucin nature Devian is derived from?
"My husband is still like when I was a newlywed. Thank you for giving me such an amazing love. I'm happy with you. May our child's household also be like this." Tamara's mind is hopeful.
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