Mala Dewa Love Story's
01: I Love Your Lips

"Sister God!"

The god just kept silent did not respond to the cute girl who was next to him.

"Anged, huh?"

That adorable roar continued to stare at him without sin.

Goddamnit! The god swore in his heart. Why is that girl so adorable. It felt like God wanted to finish him off right then and there.

Don't forget, God was a playboy in his time.

"No, it's normal" replied the god.

"If so, why have you been quiet?" the girl asked, she began to dare to touch the hand of God.

Stop the little girl. You don't know who you're touching.

The god looked into the eyes of the girl who was staring at him hesitantly. "Please close your eyes" he asked.

With a piece of white paper that has not been littered by scribbles at all. The girl obeyed the words of the God. He immediately closed his eyes.

God smiled. The shape of the lips are thin red, sharp nose with a sweet shape, lashes are very tempting since the first time he looked.

Ah, Nirmala, you're perfect.

Dewa did not know if the decision of her mother to move to Bandung would be very profitable for her.

"Mala."

"Yes, Brother?"

"Have you seen an angel yet?"

"Huh? An angel?" sahut Mala was confused by the question of the Gods.

"Yes, angel. Have you seen it, not yet?" ask the gods again.

Mala shook her head innocently. "Never. Has your sister ever?"

The god smiled again. "Udah, this is in plain sight."

Mala moved her head still while closing her eyes. "Ah, the hell time?"

"Yes. Mala want to see too?"

Mala excitedly nodded her head. "You!"

"Try me later when Mala gets home. Mala ngaca, yes."

"Mala ngaca?" repeat the girl to make sure. But why should he bother? his inner.

"Yes. Mala ngaca, after that Mala will see an angel in the reflection of her mirror."

Mala was silent for a moment. Ah why the gods make him dizzy, the inner girl.

"Yes, Mala will miss," he replied again as stupid as it was.

The god rubbed the top of Nirmala's head in a fit of anxiety. "It's funny you. So I want to eat."

***

Since the strange incident that befell him about the curse thrown by Bianca, his former lover. The gods became more careful to express their feelings to the opposite sex. Especially to invite you to date.

The same thing he did to Nirmala.

The girl was still sitting in the twelfth grade of High School. His nickname. At first she was a quiet girl, not unexpectedly the girl was a neighbor in Bandung.

Dewa moved from Jakarta to Bandung because his daddy had to work there. Dewa did not want to move to Bandung. He has many friends in Jakarta, while in Bandung, he has to adjust again.

But everything changed since he met Nirmala. The girl was not that quiet when she was familiar. Now the gods cannot escape the girl. Both are really like a pair of lovers, although more similar is called a relationship without status.

"Sister God is still angry?"

"No, Beautiful." The god shook his head while focusing on driving. He just picked Mala up back from school. Yes, it is his routine every Monday to Friday. Sometimes it is Saturday too, if Mala there are exkul and Dewa is no class on the campus.

The god turned his head slightly then stroked the girl's cheeks. "Why? How come I'm sorry?"

"Hem, Mala knows, I don't like it when Mala deket is with other guys at school" he told Dewa.

The god took a long breath. Nirmala's words are true. God doesn't like anyone trying to get close to his girl.

"Certainly? Why are you still hanging out with that guy?" ask the god suddenly seriously.

Mala gulped. He glanced timidly, if it had been so serious, the Gods would have been really angry.

"So Mala just play the game anyway," replied Mala sober.

He did play honest games or challenges. Mala did not want to be honest, so she chose a challenge. Coincidentally the challenge, Mala had to shoot one of her male friends. Coincidentally, God saw it when Mala shot the man.

It's common. The gods would often enter Nirmala's classroom when the school's return hour was over. Honestly, God was shocked, before Mala finally explained everything in detail.

"Well, beautiful, if it's just a game. But if you can ...."

"Why then?" sahut Mala's..

"If you can, don't do it even if it's just a game. There is no need to play such a game," replied the god firmly.

Mala smile. He played his little fingers while biting his lips. "Sister God is jealous, huh?"

The god stopped the car he was driving at once.

"Good, Brother!" mala jolted while holding her chest in shock. The god braked suddenly making his heart almost loose.

Mala's cheeks bulged while staring at the Deity with round eyes. "God brother suddenly!"

"What did you just say, Mala?" god asked, he wanted the girl to repeat her words just now.

"Which one?"

"You go to brother" replied the Lord.

Mala seemed to think before she looked at the God again. "Oh, when Mala asked me if my sister was jealous?" said the girl.

The god was still staring at Mala with a sharp gaze, very serious. If you look at it, Mala's heart is not safe. He kept pounding incoherently.

"Why did you see Mala so, anyway?" ask the round-eyed girl.

"Mala, can you kiss me?"

"Huh?" Mala's eyes were perfectly rounded as soon as God removed the seatbelt he was wearing. Then the Gods approached Mala until the faces of the two were not at all spaced apart.

Mala was nervous, she held her breath as she did not know what the Gods would do with such a close distance.

The god rubbed slowly the surface of Mala's lips. Very thin and red blush. The gods gulped with difficulty. What would he do to a girl as innocent as Nirmala?

Mala's eyes were still round and started to feel sore as the girl had even forgotten to blink.

"Mala, you don't hold your breath" said the god.

Mala nodded twice then exhaled a long breath with a sweaty face.

The god grabbed Mala's cheek with his palms starting to warm. The girl kept her eyes closed as soon as the soft object touched her right on her lips.

The god moved his lips slowly and softly. Mala doesn't know what to do. His body felt stiff, he even froze instantly.

The light kiss began to turn into a slightly hot kiss as the God lowered the chair Mala occupied into a lying position. Mala's body followed the movements of the God's hand carrying her.

The god released the pagutan while staring at Mala's beautiful rounded eyeballs again.

"You again?"

Mala gulped down Saliva. He was confused as to what to answer. It's just that God's kiss feels like an opium so he doesn't want to end it too soon.

"Hem? Want to go again?" reset God.

Mala shyly nodded. The god smiled then gave a small peck at the tip of Mala's nose.

"I like your lips."