Mala Dewa Love Story's
38: First Night

"Bun. Mala's coming home, right?"

"Mala. You go back to Dewa dong's apartment. Time to go home with Mother?"

"Don't he usually sleep at the bride's house first Bun?"

"The god wants to go straight to the apartment. After all Mother can not be long in Bandung, dear. But, if Mala wants to stay at home, Mother is cool and allows."

"Mother going to Korea again?"

Delia rubbed her daughter's shoulder. "There is someone to look after. Mom and Dad were calm. But, not because it is also Mother must return immediately to Korea. Mother and Father still have to take care of something there. Mala understands right?"

"Mala knows," nodded Mala, hugging her mother. "Mala dear Mother. Maafin Mala yes, if Mala has often troublesome Mother and Father."

"Don't say that, honey. Mala was never a hassle. Mother and father are happy to have a beautiful daughter like Mala," Delia replied.

Such was Mala's chat with Delia after the event was over.

Mala took a long breath. Right now next to him was a God driving a car towards the apartment. She should be happy, but somehow Mala feels confused with her mother and father. Feeling of not wanting to separate, anxious to stay near both parents.

"Honey. You why? How do I see you're moody?" ask God.

Mala looked at her husband with a light smile on her lips. "I'm okay, I'm just mellow. Feeling unwilling to leave mom and dad, come with you."

The God's wrenching eyebrows shot up, not understanding why Mala should be sad?

"You'll stay with me, when you're sad, baby."

"Not that, my dear Husband, I'm just-yes, how the hell,"

The god rubbed Mala's head, understanding what his wife was feeling. "Regard, because now the responsibility for you has moved. Not anymore for mom and dad. Now you are entirely my responsibility. You may not be used to it, but you have to be happy. You don't have to marry me?"

"Gee!" mala Cebik.

Gods chuckling. "Dear, mother and father are happy, provided you are happy. Obviously, I will try to always make you happy, My Wife."

"Yes, My Husband."

The two throw smiles at each other.

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Mala giggled amusedly as the God carried her body, taking her inside the apartment. Inside there is a large room for both of them to rest. Mala is not the first time to the God's apartment. But this time it was different, her status was no longer as a boyfriend. Mala is the wife of God.

"I want to stand alone" Mala said behind her small smile.

"But we have not arrived yet" said the gods walking again near their bed.

"Sister. It's been up. Keep going until when is my big brother carrying me, hm?"

I don't know, but God doesn't want to take down Mala, he's happy to be holding Mala like he is now. As he saw in the drama and the movie. The groom holds the bride then...

The gods sent down Mala. Right now the bed is slapped under Mala's body. A pure white sheet filled his sight. Simple decoration, without flowers sprinkled on it. Mala agreed, did not want the decoration of the bridal room, he thought it was very troublesome later.

"I'm down." The god stared fixedly at Mala's two round eyes. Mala's beating heart blends with tension.

"Thank you," said Mala. Why was he so tense now to be beside the Gods. Isn't it ordinary? But, after legitimately being the wife of God, quite the opposite, Mala was very nervous.

"Mala sleepy, Brother. Capek, pegel," Mala said, holding her leg.

The god sat on the bed and opened Mala's shoes. "Let Sister massage ya."

"Can you?"

"Can dong. All can, for you."

"Gombal." Mala pinched her husband's cheek.

"The wife's womb is rewarded, you're not in the gombalin?"

"Ish," snorted Mala. "Who said?"

"My words just now."

"Yes yes, I'm grinning." Mala hugged her husband, slipping her face to the neck of the God. Right now he could feel the warm embrace of the man who was legitimately his priest.

"Mala was very happy, finally Mala married her sister."

The god moved with his fingers, rubbed his cheeks, then kissed Mala's forehead. "So, too, very happy."

"So good sister really make a backrest, I like in the hug of kayak gini," said Mala while playing the buttons of her husband's shirt.

The little smiling god. "Just like being hugged? If others like it?"

"What?" mala replied as she looked up her face.

"This is our first night. You know that, right?"

Mala giggled amusedly. "Yes, I know. But, Mala's sleepy."

"Huh?" shocked God. "Don't sleepy dong, Beb."

"Why? Tomorrow, yeah?"

"Huff... Is it so sleepy?" ask God. Mala nodded. "Mala's tired. But Mala wants to take a shower first. Change of clothes."

Suddenly the God was lethargic for a moment. "Yes, yeah."

Mala did not care about the look of her husband's face, she just went to the toilet.

"Hadeuh, it's so bad. Even gini-gini," murmured God. Mala just chuckled in the bathroom.

"Basic is impatient" sizzled Mala.

After the shower, Mala put on her nightgown. If usually newly married women choose to wear a thin nightgown like lingerie. Mala is not so, she prefers to use her favorite sleeping pajamas, cute patterned.

"Sister, you don't want to take a shower?" Yawning, Mala lay on the bed.

"Yes," Mala replied as she turned to cover her face with a blanket.

"Haah, jeez. I take a bath first" said the God, lazy.

"Oh my God, how about that. I'm like a gini, just wearing a regular nightgown. Will Lord be interested? Or is he not interested at all?" mala mumble.

Mala took her phone. She searched the internet to find tips to make a husband satisfied in bed. Amused, honestly Mala does not want to have to find out something like that. But, he did not understand at all about that.

"Anny." Mala reflex curses like Zaki. "Well, how come gini." Mala hung up her phone, she was ashamed to read it herself.

"No need ah, I have to-"

"That's shame!"

"Why?" ask the God who just came out of the bathroom.

"No." Mala shook her head quickly and put her phone back.

The god let out a long sigh, then he sat down beside Mala. "Not slept? Said sleepy?" he said while rubbing Mala's cheeks.

"Emmm... Wait for Brother, to sleep together."

"Sleep together?"

"Yes. This is the first time we slept together. It's also legitimate. So, Mala's time to sleep first."

"Haha. Yes, you're sleeping here, brother temenin."

Mala nodded then slept while hugging the God.

At that time Mala felt warm in the arms of her husband. According to what he read. Touching her husband's chest slowly can cause stimulation. Mala tried it too. She slowly touched her husband's chest.

"Why? You're not sleepy?" god asked as Mala's hand touched her chest all of a sudden.

"No. Mala, just-"

"Why Dear? You sick?"

"No. I'm not sick." Mala shook her head again.

The god grabs the tendril of Mala's haircut while dipping it. "You why? Nervous?"

Mala gulped again. "Kok know?"

The god immediately chuckled. "God. Why anyway? Nervous everything. This is Brother, your husband. You won't make it if you're not ready."

Mala fell silent. Then she rubbed her husband's arm, slowly trying to practice what she had read. The moment Mala touched on his arm, it made the Deities like they were electrocuted. Then Mala approached the ears of the God. She kissed the ear of her husband, God grew surprised.

Fuuuha... Mala blew air into her husband's ear. And Ah! The god reflexes his body. "Mala."

The girl looked into her husband's eyes. "Sister's horny?"

The gods are shocked. So his wife was trying to stimulate him.

"Mala. You don't have to stimulate me. I've been ON since you were my wife."

Mala poked her lips. Upset, because he thought that his attitude had succeeded in making God on fire.

"Then I thought Brother was horny!"

"Dear." God touched Mala's cheek. Then he blew the air into his wife's ear. "When in giniin what are you?" the touch behind Mala's earlobe.

"You... Horny right?"

Mala goosebumps. She pushed her husband's body slowly. "Either shame."

"Not to do anything. Just feel what Big Brother is going to do."

"Huh?" Mala doesn't understand. But, instead of the wife having to serve her husband, the inner Mala.

"Mala was well." God kissed Mala's forehead. Instantly the world of Mala came to a standstill, changing to his world with the Gods. Maladewa World.

When they are both glued. God landed a kiss on Mala's lips, frowning her, gently and slowly. This was already the usual Mala felt, touched by the lips of the Gods. What is different, at this time God has legitimately become her husband.

The god began to lower Mala's nightgown until Mala's white shoulder was plastered. God kissed him, made Mala look up. "Sister."

"Now can you, right? Don't cry and feel guilty. It is halal" said the god. Mala just nodded. "Yes." Yeah."

The smiling god then lowered the bra strap that Mala was wearing. "Other times, if you sleep, don't wear a bra. He said it's not good for health."

"Yes" nodded Mala, again.

"Darling, look at me" God asked. Mala raised her face, looking into her husband's eyes.

"Don't... Nervous." God managed to lower the bra strap worn by Mala, even the object was quickly succeeded by God removed from Mala's body.

As in hypnosis, Mala was silent.

Unconsciously Mala is in a naked state now. "Sister, when did you take off my shirt anyway." Mala who had just regained consciousness immediately covered her body with a blanket.

The gaze of the God began to darken. Just like before, when it started to be hooked as a normal male. But this time God won't miss an inch of his wife's body.

"Sister. You're undressing" plain Mala.

"Touch this." God guided Mala's hand to touch her belly. Mala blushed for a moment. "So hard" said Mala slowly.

Gods grinning. "Now?"

Mala nodded. "But, turn off the lights."

"Why?"

"Mala is ashamed" Mala replied.

"Not to be ashamed, you are beautiful."