
Mala was really surprised to hear that. Didn't God say he wasn't dating after they broke up? Then why Beautiful say the opposite. Did God lie to her?
"Well, how come you're even dumb?" ask beautiful.
"You said former God Boss? You sure, Beautiful?" mala asked again to make sure it was clearer.
Lovely scratching his nape. "It's not certain yet. But both are familiar. Mbak Kristal is also very attentive, different deh. There's just no talk that they're dating, it's just a guess."
"Have a guess?"
"Yes. Because the Crystal Master was considered a suitable match for God's boss."
"You kidding?" mala said to make Beautiful surprised.
"Why is your face like that? It's as if you feel like Crystal doesn't fit in with God's boss," said Beautiful in little wonder.
"Em, that's not it." Mala immediately shook her head. He didn't want his secret exposed too early. He also still wants to focus on work, not to show off that he's his boss' girlfriend.
"Emang anyway, yes, mbak Crystals are a bit coquettish. Even so, the God boss is not tempted. It was as if she was numb," Exquisite whispered in Mala's ear.
Mala breathed a sigh of relief. For a moment he thought the gods were lying to him. But it could be, right? I don't know, Mala doesn't want to misunderstand anymore. The two had just reversed, a period of storms and quarreling over a similar matter. Mala should have believed more. He was no longer a child who was easily burned with jealousy and ignited emotions.
"You're in the gih. God does not like late employees. It's time for work" said Indah.
Mala nodded. "Okay, I'll go to the room first."
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Mala knocked on the door of her study. He was in the same room as the gods. Of course because of his position as a secretary of God.
"Lake in."
Mala also entered. God is focusing on the files in his hands. His eyes were also still occasionally staring at the laptop and were so busy.
"Mala. You take me the paper that's on your desk. Bring it to me."
God is very formal. Mala nodded, of course he was the boss here. It is only natural that the attitude of a formal God is so. Although it felt different when Mala heard it. It's kind of weird and awkward.
"Good, sir."
Mala picked up the paper lying on her desk. "This is sir" he said, handing the paper over to the gods.
The Mala boss looked up at Mala with a smile. "Make you, dear."
Suddenly, the god came back sweet and made Mala surprised.
"Sorry, Sir. It's in the office" said Mala while blushing. "What's this doing?"
The god stood up and approached Mala. The girl rewinded her body until she touched her own desk. "What do you want?"
"That's for you. You read it yes. I just wanted to return your kiss,"
Cup.
One kiss landed on Mala's cheek. "Happy work, sweetie."
Not only was she blushing, but Mala was also feeling very embarrassed. The attitude of the boss and his lover was very surprising. Mala held a smile while holding the paper she said she was for him.
The god also smiled as he returned to his seat.
"Don't forget to read," Remember the God as he glanced one eye toward Mala.
"Yes, sir." Mala sat in her chair while pounding. Her smile coiled beautifully while opening the paper that the Gods had given her. It turned out to be an invitation.
"Invitation?"
Gods nodded. "Wedding Dika."
"So Brother Dika wants a fiancee?" shocked Mala. For a long time, Mala had not met the friend of the God.
"Yes. I didn't tell you that I came with you. Let's make a surprise. He must be very cool," said Dewa.
Mala thought for a moment. What was it that Dewa wanted to bring another girl, if she didn't go back to Bandung?
"The Lord wants to take the Crystal?"
The god nodded. "You know Crystal?"
Mala nodded. "He's your former secretary, right?"
"Yes. But what am I taking him for. As soon as I go with you," God replied.
"If I don't go home? You're going with him?"
"Aren't you familiar? Another employee thinks you're dating."
Maxime's youngest son got up from his seat and walked to Nirmala's desk, his new secretary.
"Jealous, Honey?"
The god touched Mala's chin with a smile. Mala immediately shook her head. "No!"
"But I see it as if you're jealous." The god sits at Mala's desk, right in front of Mala.
Mala shifted her eyes. "Sorry dear God. I want to work!"
The gods laughed softly. "Work? Here I tell you what to do."
Mala pursed her lips. "You want to work me, huh? Boss-ticking!"
"No. You should massage. It's an order."
"Yes yes. My Boss!" Mala nodded too.
"It's approaching," God's pinta. Mala approached the face of God.
"Close your eyes."
"Huh? Want what?" mala was confused.
"Close aja. It's an order."
Mala is back. "Uh look out for anything!"
The god smiled charmingly. It is wrong to behave alone. "Don't look at it, I'm ashamed" he said.
"Close your eyes first, don't be ashamed."
Mala followed the words of God, closing her eyes.
The god slowly touched Mala's strands of hair, then kissed her for a moment. Mala raised her eyebrows, still closing her eyes. "What do you want, boss?"
"Funny. You call me boss. You are the boss." The god touched the surface of Mala's lips while smiling continuously.
Mala wanted to open her eyes, but the touch of God made her nervous.
God still touches the surface of Mala's lips with her thumb. Mala is getting pounding no kaluan. The sigh of God began to feel the face of Mala who might be flushed at this time.
"You're hot when you're jealous." The god whispered while opening the scarf Mala was wearing.
"No, don't open it." Mala prevented him still while closed.
"I'll close again" said the Lord. Mala was silent.
God landed another kiss on the red mark that was on Mala's neck. That made Mala shocked. "Sister."
"A little bit, dear." The god closed the sign again with Mala's scarf earlier. "You go with me tonight. If there is no you, I go alone. It was forced, because Dika my best friend, it is not good if it does not come."
Mala opened her eyes. The god sat back in his chair.
Mala's cheeks must be red by now. The attitude of the Gods always managed to make Mala overwhelmed.
"Yes, deh. I'm taking Brother" nods Mala. The god smiled with relief.
Mala thought she couldn't possibly let another woman approach her lover. Moreover, Gods are not random men. He believes there are a lot of beautiful women out there who admire his girlfriend. If so, later he will regret if God is tempted.
"Thank you, Baby," said Dewa, gently stroking Mala's head.
"Em, yaudah, Mala go back to the room first." Mala returned to his standing position and gave a salute to the Gods.
Gods chuckling. "Baby, this is Indonesia, you're like in Korea" he said, seeing Mala demeaning.
Mala shakes. "You're wrong, wherever we have to keep saluting honor, it's also polite."
"Oh, you're right." The god nodded in agreement without much refutation. Whatever Mala said was always right, he thought.
"Hem, if so I go back to the room, sir."
"Yes, please," replied the God smiling.
Mala could go crazy looking at the smile of a God who was not only sweet but intoxicating.
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