IN THE ARMS OF SEVEN ANGEL
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Wira and the seven angels have now entered the house of a couple whose age is quite old. They were greeted by a pair of grandmothers and grandfathers. Seen from their attitude, if the two parents are very friendly people. The hero and seven angels really feel comfortable in the house because of the attitude and atmosphere there.

But from the chat that was going on, the angels occasionally whispered to each other, while paying attention to something that was in the grandmother's hair. They were also quite happy, seeing that the thing they were looking for turned out to be on the grandmother. However, they were also curious, why the thing they were looking for was there and there was only one. I want them to ask, but out of nowhere they will start throwing questions related to the object.

"Did Grandma deliberately make up herself to welcome our arrival?" tanya Wira interrupted between the chat. "The feeling was that when I came here, Grandma hadn't put a piece of hair on her." The angels were immediately aghast at the question that came out of the mouth of the Hero. But not long after, the smiles of the seven angels grew thin and they were curious about the answer from the grandmother.

Wira was deliberately asked like that because when he was chatting with the host, Wira heard the angels whisper to each other while saying the name of the object that was in the hair of the house owner.

The grandmother also smiled as she rubbed her own hair. "It just so happened that when you came, Grandma just finished taking a bath, Why? Does grandma look more beautiful?" he said with confidence.

"Bright..." Wira and the others suddenly heard the words of the grandmother. "Yes, Grandma is getting pretty. Then Grandpa pouted, for fear of me seizing grandma," Wira joked.

"Hehehe .." the Grandmother chuckled as she looked at her husband. "Quiet, Cake. Grandma will always be loyal to Grandpa. Women have a lot of it, so Grandma would not share men with other women."

The Grandfather only snorted, but before long, his smile grew while looking at Wira. "You can joke. But Grandpa is happy, this house is a rame. Usually when the night is quiet," said Grandpa again. "Where are you from and where are you going?"

The hero smiled back thinly. "Actually we were looking for something, Cake," replied the Hero then he stared at Grandma. "That's the fur in Grandma's hair, did Grandma buy it?"

Grandma's forehead immediately wrinkled. Then shortly after he rubbed his hair and plucked the hair that he made hair ornaments as konde. "Grandma doesn't know whose feather this is. Grandma found it when Grandma and Grandpa had just returned from a neighboring village and stopped by the river for a while. Are you familiar with the owner of this feather?"

The hero of course nodded immediately. "The feather was very similar to the feather of the Goose of these women, Grandma. We are looking for him" replied Wira honestly. "If Grandma's pleased, can I check on her?"

Without any thoughts of sorts, the Grandma nodded and she thrust out the fur. But unexpectedly, Grandpa quickly held Grandma's hand and took over the fur, until everyone there, was very surprised. Plus Grandpa's view of the Hero seems to change. Grandfather's gaze even looked like a probing gaze.

"Where are you guys from? Why are you looking so far for these feathers? Isn't this just a feather?" the grandfather's whistle with enough questions made the Hero and the seven angels again made surprised.

Although surprised, Wira tried to remain calm, in order to face the grandfather who was like suspicious of him and seven angels. "We're from a village quite far from here, Kek. We were on purpose, because they lost their valuables. Like, the fur is their favorite fur. Grandpa knows, right? How does it feel to lose something we love? So do these women, Cake."

Instantly the Wira and the seven angels showed a paused facial reaction from before. They were flabbergasted, then the Wira turned towards the angels. From the eyes shown by Wira, it is clear there read that at this time the Hero is quite confused and does not know what to answer Grandpa's question with an answer.

"It so happened that we were all Kang Wira's wives, cake," suddenly the Red Goddess voiced out. Of course, it was very surprising to the other heroes and angels. The red goddess instantly became the center of attention of all who were there. From the eyes they showed clearly visible that they demanded an explanation.

"Oh, that's it," Grandpa said, instantly taking everyone's eyes off. "It's only natural that you're willing to go this far. The same wife should be like that," said Grandpa, then he began to talk about all the sacrifices he made to make his wife happy. "But unfortunately, Grandpa only dared to marry one woman. Don't you have any kids yet?" The hero shook his head while grinning. Inevitably he had to join berandirawa as well, because of the words of the Red Goddess. "Well, you want to go far away because you don't have children yet. If you have, maybe you will not want to go far to find a strand of this feather," said the grandfather again.

"Then that's it, Cake, can we see it?" ask Wira. "If it's not the same feather as ours, we'll definitely give it back, cake."

Grandfather nodded with his eyes staring at the fur that was now in his hands. "When viewed from its characteristics, this feather is like the feather of the geese of the angels."

The deg!

The hero and the seven angels were again flabbergasted. "The Goose Feather of angels? Mean grandpa?" ask the hero again.

"Do you not know about the story of the angel and the feather of the golden Goose?" asked Grandpa with a probing look and also astonished. "It's a long story and it's also hereditary from our ancestors."

"What's the story, Cake?" now replace the Blue Goddess who makes her voice.

The Grandfather was seen sighing deeply and exhaling slowly while watching the feather in his hand. I don't know how many times the old man looked at the feather, but his reaction was that he seemed to know about the angel's relationship with the golden Goose feather.

"Either true or not, he said the golden Goose feather was the source of power that the angels had. With this golden Goose feather, the angels could fly at will wherever they wanted. Is it possible that your wife's wife is also an angel? Until you're willing to go far just to find this feather?"

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