Deserve Me For You

Ortu Puspa Room

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22:00

Elisa looked at the picture frame containing her photo with Puspa. That big smile was very different from his current smile.

"Hhhh why did this have to happen to me? Is every romance story a friend will be a third party?"

"Shy, shitty!" Elisa flipped the picture frame and placed it on her bedroom table

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'Tok tok tok'

Puspa fixed his blanket, faintly he heard the knock of the door

'Tok tok tok'

"Enghhh"

Puspa tried to open his eyes

"Nights like this" Puspa unfolded his blanket and walked over to open the door

"Hooaaammmm"

'Tok tok tok'

"Awhile..." Puspa opened the door limply and found Arga with his arms crossed

"Old" protest Arga

"Master? You you? Hoaammm"

Arga went inside and closed the door

"It's still 10 and you're asleep"

"And you're out of work at this hour and you're meeting"

Opening his eyes wide, he rushed to the bathroom to wash his face

"Aaiissshh I feel tired today"

Puspa brews tea for Arga while enduring drowsiness

"Did you cook it yourself?" ask Arga from the living room

"From the embellishments you know, sir. Don't make fun of me like that" Puspa swung his lips

"Sorry there's only tea" while putting tea on the table

"Hm, did my money run out?"

"Mwwweheheh is thinning" Puspa rubbed his eyes

Arga patted the chair for Puspa to sit next to him

"Hooamm!" Puspa limply and instantly dropped himself beside Arga

"You're a bitch, interrupting my sleep time"

Arga embraces Puspa's shoulder and pulls him until Puspa rests on Arga's shoulder

"Sleep" said Arga

"Later you fucked up"

"I'm not a pervert!"

Puspa chuckled, he complied and leaned on Arga's shoulder. It didn't take long Puspa went back to sleep.

"Thank you" Arga smiled as she drank some tea

Seeing the sleeping Puspa with his mouth slightly open made Arga anxious, he immediately kissed Puspa's forehead and further tighten his embrace

"Be patient, I have decided to marry you in the near future" Arga said

"I don't know how to express my feelings, I can't explain it. But I want to be always near you"

Arga glanced at his watch

It was 12pm, but Arga still had no intention of leaving the Puspa residence. Feeling that her shoulders and arms were turning numb, Arga lifted Puspa and put him to bed in the room.

Arga walked into the kitchen not finding ingredients that can be processed, he stroked his stomach that began to rumble

"I'm stupid to not buy anything before I get here" Arga said

Instead of going out for food Arga chose to go into the room of Puspa's parents

Arga was curious, he entered slowly and pressed the light switch

"If it's not to be entered it should be locked, suck"

Arga combed the room from corner to corner.

"It's time for renovation" Arga murmured.

Room that is not occupied with items that are still intact. Arga removed the rope that tied the mattress that had been rolled, he shook off the dust when the mattress was successfully released.

Arga sat at the end of the bed and combed back the room, feeling a cold and a little strange.

Of course he does not believe in ghosts and such because today is the modern age, not the ancient age anymore. According to him, ghosts and friends are just illusions even just stories that are exaggerated to ingrained in society, but that does not mean Arga does not believe in all that smells supernatural

"Because it was not used for a long time, this room felt cold and unpleasant in view" Arga threw himself down and looked at the ceiling of the room

Very different from the magnificent view of the house, the lights in the room also felt a bit dim.

"Hm? Why is the aura of the room different? Who's the lady? Puspa's mother?"

Faintly Arga saw the figure of a woman who was directing scissors to her wrist, Arga guessed it meant to break her veins.

"Killed yourself?" Arga did not think

The figure committed suicide and walked over to put the scissors he was holding earlier.

"Hmmm"

Arga breathed a sigh of relief that the figure did not commit suicide. Just relieved, Arga rounded his eyes when the female figure was impaled by scissors which he suspected hit the heart. Arga was speechless, he trembled as he saw blood flowing.

"Stupid!" as Arga,

Arga ran closer to the figure to help him, the more he ran the further he was away from the female figure, he stopped his steps and he still remained in that position.

"He could die!" Arga clenched his hand, he tried to run again and just as he had gotten further and further away from the female figure

"Damn it!!!" Arga shouted, and sure enough when Arga stopped it turned out he was still in the position.

Arga regulates his breathing, although his position does not change in the slightest but the fatigue of running still affects him, the air around him feels cold but he still continues to sweat

Arga began to be confused by this situation. The figure of the woman suddenly stood up and pulled out the scissors from her left chest, blood pouring from the left chest of the figure.

Arga retreated a few steps, he was surprised as he retreated instead of moving away but making their distance close.

"Who is this woman, damn it!" Arga clenched his hand

The female figure drew closer, Arga panicked as the female figure raised her face and was already covered in blood. The figure limped towards Arga by holding back the blood that kept flowing from his left chest

"What's this?! His heart was pierced and he was still able to walk!" Arga started to panic, his face pale

The figure drew closer, Arga set his breath to calm down, he closed his eyes hoping it was just a dream. When he opened his eyes, the female figure had been in front of him, their distance was only 10 cm. Arga could not make his voice.

The figure threw the scissors earlier, the figure smiled at Arga while smearing blood on Arga's cheek. Arga grew even more shocked because the blood felt like real blood

The figure also smeared blood on Arga's chest, Arga felt that there was something binding him so that he could not wrinkle

"Master!"

"Master!!"

A voice similar to Puspa echoed in the room, Arga tried to scream and look for the origin of the sound

"Yesin!!! You idiot!"

"Yetoo!! Banguun!!"

The voice continued to appear without anyone present

"Yetooohannnnn!!!"

Arga opened his eyes quickly, his breathing irregular. He woke up and looked around him

"Hello? Mister?" Puspa patted both sides of Arga's cheeks

"Pull nafass" Puspa directs Arga

"Puspa!" Arga immediately hugged Puspa tightly,

"Master, your body is trembling. Nightmare?" ask Puspa while stroking Arga's back

Not answering Puspa's question, Arga tightened his arms and drowned his face in Puspa's chest

Puspa silently stared, feeling a warm breath in his chest.

"Eh?!"