Deserve Me For You

Puspa

"I'm sorry" Puspa closed his eyes in fear because Arga's hand was already on his neck and prepared to strangle him.

'Cup' Arga peeping Puspa

"I forgive you" Arga chuckled at Puspa's tense expression

"You..."

" It sucks" Puspa hit Arga slowly

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The clock is 10:00

"Sir, you better fill your stomach first. I'll have a Maag"

"Don't set me up" Arga played her HP

"Geezoooooo!"

'Kriieeet' The door is open. Puspa and Arga's reflexes turned and found Inspiration opening the door

"Not knocking on the door, manners? Huh" Arga stared at the cynical Inspiration.

Inspiration scratches his head that does not itch

"Sorry, Puspa. I was nervous so I had to open the door" said Ilham

Puspa just stared at Ilham

"Please enter" said Puspa in a flat voice, Arga smiled faintly at Puspa's reaction

"Sir, where's my phone, huh?" Puspa just remembered

"Ck" Arga clucked

"I think it's in your house" Arga's reply, Puspa gawked

"House not locked?" ask Puspa again

Arga shook his head

"Aduuhhhh I'm finished" Puspa put on a sad face. Arga who saw it immediately cupped Puspa's face

"I'm sorry, don't cry. I'll get people to check it out" comforted Arga.

The inspiration that witnessed that closed the door was rather rude. Arga showed a deadly look to Ilham

"Come out if you just want to make trouble" Arga said flatly

"I'm here to see Puspa, what right do you have to forbid me?" Inspiration smiled lightly. He walked closer to Puspa.

"See this! I brought you fruits" Ilham smiled at Puspa

"Yes, thank you" Puspa still put on a flat face

"I wrapped it up with a full heart, I hope you will forgive me" Ilham said again filled with warmth

"Pardon you could, but forgetting what you're doing is hard" Puspa smiled bitterly. His heart ached remembering what Ilham said in Chat at the time

"The tongue is not boned, it does not mean you do not need to control it. Even if it's just a type, in what emotional state you type can be based on your feelings and followed by the murmuring of your mouth" Puspa shed tears.

Inspiration poked out her hand to wipe away Puspa's tears, but Arga immediately brushed her aside

"Don't touch mine!" arga's jaw hardened

"Puspa, I'm really sorry. I can't control myself. I beg you to forgive me" Insadence

"Yes, I forgive you" Arga was surprised, Ilham smiled in relief

"Puspa" said Arga

Inspiration petrified and Arga could smile back

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Mr. Puspa stood in the yard of his old house. He saw some people who had just locked his house.

"Who are you?" asked Mr. Puspa when 2 bodyguards passed him

"We have orders from Young Master"

Mr. Arga was confused, as if he was no stranger to the call. But he ignored it because many rich people were called that way

"Oh, is this house confiscated?" ask again Mr. Puspa

"No. Excuse me"

Mr. Puspa nodded. After the bodyguard disappeared, Mr. Puspa walked closer to his old house.

He was surprised when on his porch there was a drop of blood. His eyes followed the blood marks that had stopped in the middle of his courtyard.

He was even more surprised because the blood also led into his house and at the bottom door there were also traces of blood splashes

"Puspa" said Mr. Puspa.

'Tok tok tok'

"Pushpa!!"

"Assalamua'alaikum! It's Father!"

"Puspa?! You're in there?!"

There is no lawfulness.

"Pushpaaaa!! Don't worry Dad! You're in there?" Mr. Puspa further tightened the knock on the door

Mr. Puspa began to panic. He banged on the door

"Pushpa!!! Open door!!"

There is still no lawfulness

"Well? Mr Amin? Nyari Puspa's?" a neighbor suddenly appeared

So the local residents know Mr. Puspa as Mr. Amin, he changed his identity. No one knows his real name

"Yes, Mr. Darto"

"I don't see Puspa for about 2 days this is it, sir"

Mr. Puspa was getting worried

"Huh? 2 days? Where are you going?"

"Lacking the idea, sir. Just the day before that he had a male guest anyway"

"Male? Old or young?"

"Young still, Mr. Amin. Handsome too and looks rich"

"Ah yasudah, sir. I first yes" the neighbor immediately left Mr. Puspa.

Mr. Puspa nodded, his feelings becoming mixed. He could not lie to his mind who thought Puspa was kidnapped or deliberately went with a man who had no status with him

But seeing the blood, he thought Puspa why

"Puspa, where are you, son" Mr. Puspa rubbed his face.