"It doesn't matter, I will be patient for one year. After that we will process many children." said Dewa still with a smile.
"But God ... the problem is now, I'm in a state of pregnancy." Cayla said in a low voice and it almost caught in her throat.
"Is Cayla? Are you pregnant? You're not kidding, are you Cayla?" the god asked in disbelief.
"I really am pregnant with Dewa, my current birth age is one month." said Cayla with a bowed face.
"Cayla, you are one month pregnant and I don't know? How do you know if you are pregnant?" asked Dewa still in shock.
"I also just found out Dewa, I went to the doctor because I was late for my month. I wanted to take you but you look busy." said Cayla giving an excuse so that Dewa was not disappointed in him.
"But Cayla, everything that happens to you is my responsibility now. Whatever it is you have to tell me Cayla." said the god with a disappointed look.