The God of Love You
Ten Weeks

Vivian frowned in surprise, “Hah, what? Video ski-pipe-pap?”

Not an ordinary shock, Vivian seemed to choke for no reason. His throat was dry and his chest was pounding. How could the Eagle unhesitatingly ask for his personal video? Even if there was, Vivian wouldn't be that crazy about giving it to the Eagle! Basic crazy!

“Gini means, if you have time to take this many photos you must also have time to make videos. Not that I can't believe it, it's a motionless picture, Vi! I saw there God like a sleeping man, no sign of his face being horny or satisfied because he just got the release! The picture is less alive because God is like a dead person, with no expression at all, while you look cheerful!” The eagle pointed at some photos on Vivian's phone that felt awkward.

“I took a photo of him sleeping. If you wake up where would you like? So the point is you don't believe that God is the same as me already ..?” vivian asked with teary eyes, annoyed that the Eagle did not sympathize with him.

“Don't cry dong, Vi! I don't believe it, there's all the reasons. I'll tell you one fact about the gods. She's allergic to alcohol, Vi! God if you get a little alcohol must be a severe headache, maybe it will be days new can be lost, even then sometimes must be therapy and to the doctor.”

Vivian gulps rough spit, “I have absolutely no idea about it!”

Eagle explained in more detail, “That if the alcohol is a little, if a lot he must have collapsed, pat and lost consciousness! Those two things make it impossible for God to play 'lato-lato' with you. God had not drunk alcohol for six months, he had almost died of heavy drunkenness. God had to be hospitalized for a week and undergo therapy. Doctors say his nerves can be paralyzed until something like that happens again.”

“That way, Mas?” Vivian choked, the news and photos that were conveyed to the Eagle and expected to be a weapon turned on herself.

“Yes, the God is a sickness .. suck,” said the Eagle chuckled, still had time to boast in front of Si Aprodhite. “Not as strong as me hahaha!”

Vivian did not have time to blush considering the Eagle who had worked on it mighty first. He was confused to talk moreover, his hope of returning to God began as thin as a skin.

Vivian's tears trickled uncontrollably, sad that she knew absolutely nothing about God's medical history. Vivian feels stupid because she considers herself too smart. Moreover, it has felt more everything than Mayra who turned out to understand more about God's allergy.

“Why has God never spoken to me about this? If he has an alcohol allergy there's no way I'd let him get drunk on my show ..” Vivian wiped away the tears that welled up in her lashes that were as flat as a crescent moon.

The eagle breathed a long breath. “Lucky that God can still go home alone even though finally three days can not go anywhere because of severe headaches. You know that he got sick after getting drunk in the cafe?”

“Yes, but he doesn't want to be visited! On campus is also common again, he said only catch a cold! The god himself shuts himself away from me, Mas! He who made me know nothing about his allergies,” complains Vivian looking for justification.

“Yes already about it lewatin aja, if you are indeed doing ‘hal it’ in the hotel trus Dewa forgot to mean he is very healthy. I trust. Now about you being late for the month .. You can have a direct discussion with Dewa!” The eagle does not want to discuss it, but the God must know that Vivian wants to meet him. His sister cannot keep avoiding him. Things like this were very important to talk about, and the Gods had to hear Vivian's confession themselves.

“God don't want me to meet you, Mom! Same phone chat I no one answered with him, I don't know .. like a kid really he it, immature! Less responsibility!”

Vivian issued the results of USG and a positive pregnancy certificate from a well-known laboratory. “This mas ... her fetus is only three weeks!”

“You want the Gods to be in charge of you, right?” ask the silly eagle. What else do pregnant women expect besides the responsibilities of the Man?

“Actually I am also not ready if you have to marry God,” replied Vivian limp. “I'm sure he won't marry me either, he doesn't love me, Mas. Especially now that there is Mayra!”

“You are no longer thinking of writing content, right, Vi?” The eagle spontaneously put on a serious face and was a little furious due to Vivian's less serious expression.

Vivian was silent for a long time, honestly she did not want a baby in her womb. But it still has little heart not to abort it too soon. “I don't know what to do with this fetus! All depends Dewa.”

Eagle asserts very seriously, “My family will make God responsible for your marriage if he is your baby's father, you don't have to worry about that! But ... DNA tests are needed so there is no misunderstanding. I'm sure God won't be able to deny the evidence and won't be able to escape the responsibility of the truth, I guarantee you!”

Vivian was silent in confusion. “What do you mean, Mas?”

“I will marry you if the Gods will not take responsibility!” replied the Eagle without any hesitation. Inwardly swearing why should provide a high-risk solution, a solution that could make him lose Nindya forever.

I don't know..Eagle believes in his instincts that say that God is only a victim, deliberately framed Vivian for an interest. Regarding drunkenness, the Eagle obviously cannot be deceived because of the perpetrator. He can only vomit and sleep when it is heavy. Even consciously, the Eagle is sure that his sister will not act stupid, dare to make love without a safety latex.

Vivian almost cheered her joy, “Serious, Mas?”

The eagle opened his cell phone, skimming the baby's DNA test procedure still in the womb. “Doctor articles and several forums inform that the baby's DNA test that is still in the womb can be done after the fetus is ten weeks old. If your gestational age is now three weeks, it means that seven more weeks can only be done DNA test!”

Vivian listened with a tense look of concern, “Ten weeks?”

Eagle nodded, “I'll take you to an obstetrician for a consultation first. Anyway you don't have to worry your son doesn't have a father, Vi! God or I must have married you after the DNA test results came out, and it is clearly proven that your child is really the seed of the God planting match. How, you want me to take you to the hospital to see an obstetrician now what tomorrow?”

Vivian chokes. Uhuk!

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