"Mr. Dewa, Mother Cayla has come to bring food for Mr. Dewa." said the secretary of God.
"Why doesn't my wife just come in? Hurry up and help my wife bring her food." said Dewa getting up from his seat to greet Cayla who was already heavily pregnant.
"Cayla, why don't you just go in right away?" asked Dewa after meeting Cayla at the door.
"I don't want to disturb you, in case there is a meeting." said Cayla walking beside Dewa.
"No Cayla. There's a meeting or not, you don't bother me at all. Come on, sit here Cayla." Dewa said while taking Cayla's hand to sit on the sofa.
"Darma! Bring here the food my wife brought." said Dewa when Darma a security guard came in with food that Cayla brought.
Nodding his head, Darma put the food Cayla brought on the table.
"Excuse me Mr God." said Darma leaving after placing the food on the table.
