Deserve Me For You

Small-time

"Tuaaan you're not a sopaaaann!!" pekik Puspa and pushing Arga's body

Arga closed his eyes and set his breath. He wiped the sweat around his forehead.

"The neighbor will hear your cry" said Arga, standing up and calming himself

"You pervert! Intentionally stuck here" Puspa pointed at his chest

"That was by accident, after all yours is small" Arga immediately walked out of the room and left Puspa gawking

"Little?" Puspa wondered, he also touched his chest

"Your face is too wide!" puspa Reply

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"Sir, you can't go into any room in anyone's house. Very minimal morals" Puspa ruffled his waist in front of Arga who was drinking tea that was cold

"I don't intend to go in there. I'm just curious"

"Ha?? It's the same. It was a room full of - "

"Hm?"

Puspa hung his words

"Full memories. Don't just go in. You don't know what happened there" Puspa looked down

"This house needs renovation. Armature"

"Your brains alone are parnoan" Puspa did not accept his house called haunted

"Hm, I'll take care of the renovation fee. You just set the shape of your house what it wants. If you want you can use the services of the archive-"

"You're too much" interrupted Puspa

"At least there's a change"

Puspa squeezed the end of his clothes

"Just say 'Thank you' to me" Arga said proudly

"I don't mean it like that, hihi"

"Oh yeah, I haven't finished the problem yet. Why did you enter that room without my permission? I've warned you about this. It hurts a person's privacy. Don't ever go in there again without my permission"

While Puspa was nagging, Arga thought about what the dream meant. It was scary but also made him curious. Arga felt no stranger to the figure of the woman.

"Who? Puspa's mother?" inner Arga

"Have we met? Where's?"

"Master? You heard, right?"

"Hm, I'm home" Arga stood up and stroked Puspa's head

"Eh? I'm talking, you know"

"The front of your inner detachments while sleeping" said Arga who immediately closed the door of the Puspa house

Puspa was silent, his cheeks flushed

"Basic bawdy!" Puspa was embarrassed when he remembered Arga's face that was stuck in his chest

"Mesum bawdymm!!" Puspa hugged himself and looked at his breasts that were judged small by Arga

"I guessed it, you must be a pervert" said

"Your eyes are troubled too!"

"Basically lousy, perv!"

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On the other hand, in Yuli's room

Yuli cried after reading the novel that ended happy ending. What makes him cry is the character of a man who accepts and still loves the character of a woman who has been pregnant with her own friend's child

Given his current condition that has been broken by a man who Yuli herself does not know who the man is. This becomes a barrier for him to express his feelings to Doctor Andre, besides that the figure of Puspa is also a barrier for Yuli.

"Hiksss, if I could hold myself back then"

His decision was already unanimous to discard his feelings for Andre, but still the feeling did not want to disappear. His heart was sliced when he had to smile as Andre talked about the figure of Puspa, the girl who attracted Andre's attention

"He is a Doctor, he has never done anything strange to women. Then I presumptuously nurtured this fucking feeling for her? I am indeed selfish" Yuli put down the novel she had read and enveloped her body

"My heart hurts when you talk about the girl with sparkling eyes and blushing face, why are you insensitive! Why are you insensitive and insensitive? I've been with you a lot, Andre! Why is this feeling still alive, in what way can I get rid of it!" Yuli hugged the bolster tightly, warm tears flowing from her eyes that began to swell due to the dancing of the novel she read

"I'm cheating on this lousy me, why am I this stupid"

Remembering the time with Andre increasingly makes Yuli sad, friendship that leads to feelings of affection that exceed friends. But not as beautiful as the story in the novel or the story in the lives of others which in this case many managed to unite.

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Arriving at home, Arga went straight into his room. He was still thinking about the dream.

"He thinks my body's the place to paint huh?" Arga took off his clothes and rushed to the bathroom

"Hmmm maybe I'm too tired to work today" Arga murmured

"Next think about how to express this ridiculous feeling to Puspa"

"I don't think, just talk hard"

"Damn, I also have to think of a way that Papa and Mama do not oppose this, think of where to live after marriage. First I have to make sure Puspa has no feelings for other men, because I'm the only one who can be with him"

"Hhhhh just thinking about it makes me tired, but I can't just stop"

"This is how complicated romance is, sucks"

"I'm tired of talking so much"

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