The Estuary of Zalina Love
Chapter 57. Gods Domination

Currently Zalina and also the God are heading towards the residence of Nema. They want to take some of the items they will bring to the new residence, as well as want to say goodbye to their families who are there.

"What amount of ART is not too excessive, Mas? besides Zalina can do it herself."

"No, you don't have to do anything else. You serve me enough."

Zalina rolled her eyes lazily. "But Zalina would feel bored if you do not do any work.

"Who says you don't do any work, you're tired every day."

Zalina scrunched her forehead. "Mommy mean?"

"Yes, because every day Mas will invite you to exercise in our new mattress."

Zalina swallowed her saliva heavily.

"Basic Omes!!!"

"Mahaha ...." The god laughed and then he grabbed Zalina by the hand and kissed her. "Mas just doesn't want you to be tired, honey. You can do whatever you want, but not too much because Mas has paid them all to help you at home."

"really?"

The god nodded his head.

"If I go back to the store can't I? you miss starting to be overwhelmed to manage 2 stores and one store that will open a branch again, Mas."

"Of course you can, if all that makes you feel comfortable doing it. Remember you're doing that not for work but filling your free time because now you've-"

"Being a wife" cut Zalina.

"That's smart, hahaha" said the God laughing.

"Whose wife?" fishing God.

"The wife is General! don't mess around" said Zalina.

The god shook his head to hear his wife's words. It did not feel they reached Nema's house in the afternoon before the magrib, some families were enjoying their afternoon tea in the living room.

"Assalamualaikum" said Dewa and Zalina together.

"Waalaikumsalam," they answered simultaneously.

"Let's go in here, how was it, so look at the house?" ask Nema. "So move today?" ask Nema again.

Zalina also looked at the God, not yet the God said Hafizah Zalina's half-sister spoke first.

"Sister, the move is tomorrow only dong, tonight just sleep here again. Because tomorrow morning we all want to go home to Jakarta, while Om Marcel was back first to Surabaya, so deserted deh."

Zalina who could not bear the request of her sister turned to God.

The god understood the intent of Zalina's gaze. "Yes, we didn't move it so this afternoon, we moved tomorrow. So tonight we're going to sleep here again" God said.

"Yeeeyy, thanks Brother, Om-ups," said Hafizah who like wrongly called the name for God. "Hehehe ... Sorry, Hafizhah is confused and not used to calling by other names," said Hafizah was embarrassed.

"It's okay, it's up to Hafizah to call me Mas, brother or Om. Since all is well to be heard, the origin of not calling by name is new is not good."

Zalina agreed with what the gods said. He understood that his sister was feeling sad, because the God is not much different in age from the mother.

"Angia's aunt has come home too, Ma?" ask Zalina to her mother.

"Yes, it just so happens that Om you and your brother have a task that must be completed quickly, so just after their zhuhr prayer directly back. They send greetings to you for not being able to wait for your return, and not being able to say goodbye to you both."

"Waalaikumsalam," Zalina replied and was taken head by the God.

"God ... Zalina, later if there is a chance to vacation, Play to Jakarta. Yesterday you were in Jakarta not yet able to stay at our house, now you are part of our family so we will wait for you to come on vacation and stay at our place," said Stepfather Zalina.

"certain, Sir. I will take Zalina for a holiday in Jakarta. I hope there will be a good time."

That night they actually spent sharing stories and laughing together, until almost late at night they all entered his room, Zalina also cleaned up the items she would bring as necessary to her new residence.

"It doesn't take much, honey. Isn't everything in our house?"

"Yes, Mas. I only carry things as necessary."

"Then come here," asked the Lord as he patted the mattress beside him.

Zalina who had finished cleaning up the items she would carry following the Gods onto the bed.

"You must be very tired, here Mas pijitin." said the God who sat cross-legged and began to massage Zalina's legs.

"No need, Mom. Doesn't need to be like this?"

"Why not, is there a ban?"

"But I'm the bad one, cook my Mas mijitin."

"Loh, 'Mad will. Who forbids my wife's husband? You must be tired today."

"It's not a mode, is it?" zalina asked, squinting her eyes.

"Mas is good but accused of mode, fate ... fate."

"I'm worried, Mas. If the ending ends another."

"Hahaha, what do you think the ending is?"

"Mas's Omes, a little way to get there."

"Well, now who's Omes?"

Zalina poked her lips against her husband.

"Already Mas, now change let me who incandescentin Mas."

"No need, come here!" the exclaiming God pulled Zalina into his arms and laid their bodies. "Mas doesn't need your massage, Mas wants to hug your body and smell the scent of your hair, because it's a lot more relaxing to Mas's mind and Mas's body."

Zalina smiled at her husband's words, and he hugged her body even more.

"Mas, I miss Elea, it's been a long time since I met that little girl."

"Hhhh, Mas also misses him. But how else is he currently in his grandmother's place in Kalimantan."

"It's a pity that she was not invited to come here with Miss Dewi, I'm sure she must be surprised to know that being Mas's wife is me."

"Rather not surprised, but must be very happy. You know he used to say the same Mas if he likes you who are so beautiful and good. She said that when she grows up she wants to be like a pretty sister."

Zalina laughed at her husband's words.

"That's how little Mas boy, still innocent and innocent."

"But the little boy's words are honest, pure from the heart because he will say whatever is on his mind and what he sees" said the god. "According to Mas, Elea is right that Mas's wife is a beautiful woman, kind, independent and sincere. Anyway many others, so the world is distracted by your presence."

"Basic gumbal!" zalina.

They laugh together too.