Deserve Me For You

Floral

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Arga walked closer to Puspa

"Master? Very early in the morning" said Puspa. Arga did not answer him, he took a chair and sat down beside Puspa

"It's almost 9 o'clock" Arga replied

"He's always been with me here, isn't he bored? No desire to work or work?" bathin Puspa

They stared at each other without saying a word.

'Krrukk Krukk's'

"Eemmm sir, you seem hungry"

"No" elak Arga

"Related?"

Arga just nodded his head

'Krukkk Krukk' Arga's stomach rang again.

"Damn"

"Have you had breakfast?" ask Arga

"Not yet, I was still sleeping. But the food is already here. Later I will eat alone" Puspa pointed to the food from the Hospital that was on the table next to his bed

"It's past breakfast. Eat, I'm out first" Arga stood up

"I'm not hungry, sir"

"Eat or kill" Arga squinted his eyes

"I don't even have an appetite just by looking at the food" muttered Puspa

"Well, okay. I'll eat later"

"Good, I'm out for a second. I'll ask Sister to watch over you for breakfast" Arga came out of Puspa's ward

Puspa patted his own forehead

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Arga went out to look for breakfast, in fact he wanted to feed Puspa, only in the name of self-esteem he was ashamed to do that

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On the other hand, Inspiration is conscious. He saw his mother looking at him

"Alhamdulillah, you made your mother worried" Ilham's mother smiled with relief, Ilham only smiled faintly in response to his mother's words

Inspiration stared at the ceiling of his nursery

"*Each again ends up in the Hospital, hhhh." - Bathin Ilham

"And I lost to him*"

"Mother will go call the Doctor first" Ilham nodded slowly.

Mother Ilham rushed to call the Doctor. Ilham felt his heart in tickle at the feeling of his mother who panicked and relieved at once

"He's no match for me, but I also don't want Puspa to fall into the arms of another man besides me"

"I'm rash, I should have laid out a plan in my favor"

Inspiration suddenly remembered Jesi

"That woman, maybe she can help me. But how do I contact him? But what if it hurts Puspa?"

Inspiration closed his eyes, he thought of a way to defeat Arga.

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"Sir, isn't this bothering you?" ask Puspa. Arga carried Puspa around in the Hospital's backyard in a wheelchair

"No"

Puspa smiled faintly

"Sorry, I've been bothering you a lot all this time" Puspa squeezed the end of his clothes

"Hm" replied Arga

"Ckck, you know? I'd really like to hit you when you're cold like that, sir. I spoke at length and you only answered with 'Hm, Hm, Hm' or even just a short answer. You're too cold to anyone else. Look, at your age you're still all alone, right? You are too cold, not open to others, you are even cold to your own family" Puspa let out his teasing until his facial expression looked annoyed

Arga was silent, smiling

Arga stopped at the park in the courtyard,

Puspa stopped blabbering as Arga stopped stepping. Puspa rounded his eyes when in front of him there were several types of flowers that were blooming

"Beautiful" said Puspa

"Finally his mouth stopped. Makes my ears tired of hearing it" bathin Arga.

But even so, Arga gets its own pleasure when Puspa has not limited himself to Arga, which means Puspa is no longer rigid.

Puspa's gaze was fixed on the rose plant, Arga who realized it immediately pushed the wheelchair closer to the rose

"Beautiful" praises Puspa

"You like it?" asked Arga, Puspa spontaneously nodded affirming Puspa's question

Puspa touched the rose petals

"Master, can flowers be picked here?" ask Puspa. He drew his face closer and touched the rose with his cheek

"So good don't ruin anything here. Just look elsewhere" replied Arga

Puspa who heard that immediately pursed his lips

"Hmmmmm. I really wanted to pick it up"

"Puspa, you're too spoiled" said Arga

"Sorry" Puspa took off the rose. Arga brought Puspa to see the flowers of his cloth up close

Puspa could not control his emotions, he felt that what Arga said was true. He was too spoiled and not like his usual self

"Waaahhhhh beautiful flowers. Doesn't it matter if it's planted here?" Puspa touched every flower he passed

Puspa looks happy when his hands touch one by one flowers there, Arga was happy when he saw Puspa like this.

"Yaaahh honestly I was also bored when accompanying him just sitting, quiet and fighting" said Arga

"Master, I want to sit on the grass" Pinta Puspa said

"Dirty"

"Kumohon" Puspa. Arga who was lazy to argue directly carried Puspa and sat him on the grass

"You stole the opportunity. Just tell me I want to carry it" seduced Arga again

"Huh? Just yummy. I don't think like that" Puspa turned his face away.

Arga was sitting next to Puspa, they both looked at the flower plants surrounding the mini garden.

"Mother, Joni. Don't you think the flowers here are beautiful?" bathin Puspa's. Puspa took a deep breath.

"What flowers do you like?" ask Arga suddenly

"Huh? My favorite flower? Everything I like"

"All?" Arga. Puspa nodded

"Eemm it looks like the Village Flower also caught your attention?" Arga tried to tease Puspa again

"The exception to that" said Puspa

"Why?"

"What if my future husband is also hooked on the Village Flower?" Puspa asked back

"That's your fate to have a husband like that. What if you yourself are the Village Flower, hem?"

"Pppffftttt" Puspa held back his laughter

" The Village Flower? Me? Where there is a Village Flower like me. I'm below average beauty standards"

"Right, you're ugly"

Puspa narrowed his eyes hearing Arga say that

"You think you're handsome?"

"Oh sure! Handsome, rich, in the gilai of many girls" replied Arga confidently

"But singles, hihi"

Arga felt he got one hard hit