Deserve Me For You

Deserve Me For You
The decision!



Papa Arga stood up, he wiped away his tears


"Damn!"


Mr. Puspa was surprised when Papa Arga extended his hand. Mr. Puspa hesitantly accepted it.


Puspa and Arga could breathe a sigh of relief seeing the two of them sitting in the same chair


"I need an answer" Papa Arga opened his voice


"Sorry, the answer regarding their relationship, I'll take it"


"Eh?"


Mr. Puspa looked down


"I don't know where to start, Arya"


Papa Arga knitted his brows, as did Arga and Puspa who were confused.


"You may already know my problem from what Puspa told me"


"It seems that what Puspa told me is not very complete anyway"


Mr. Puspa glanced at Papa Arga


"Then I don't know where to start"


"We can not talk here" said Mr. Puspa, hearing that he was immediately pulled by Papa Arga to his car


Puspa wanted to follow, but was detained by Arga on the grounds to give time to both of them


Both of them are already in the car


"Say"


"You sure you don't know what happened in the first place?"


Papa Arga nodded. He wanted to hear it all from his friend's mouth


"I know I was wrong" Mr. Puspa took a deep breath, he did not care about the pain in his face


"I also don't know why I could act like this, I didn't mean to hurt my daughter"


"Hmmm"


"If time can be reset, I don't want to meet my current wife"


Papa Arga just nodded slowly


"What reason did you disappear from us? Why did you do it on purpose. If you're still in town, we should meet"


Mr. Puspa did not answer


"Haaahhh because of your actions, My wife to do what should not be done to Puspa. He also received suffering from my wife"


"I'm wrong" Mr. Puspa cried softly


Mr. Puspa told me the beginning of all this happened, the meeting with Rina and until now


"You're framed? You're old but you're still acting" Papa Arga massaged his temple


"I can't lie to my own feelings, I have little interest in Rina, without realizing I've done the wrong thing, until she's pregnant, pregnant with my son"


"You're bo*doh, Dion. Sure it's your son?"


Mr. Puspa nodded


"My Son's death also stressed me, and followed by the death of my late wife" while enduring the pain in her heart


"Every time I see scissors, I always remember them. Until now I've been haunted by all that, Arya"


"I can't divorce Rina, my current wife. I don't want to part with my wife anymore. I want Rina and Puspa to be familiar"


"You think your daughter will accept all this with a chest? Think, Dion. Still accepting yourself is already very good for you"


"I want to make my last child feel the whole family, Arya. Is that wrong? I also want to embrace Puspa so that we really become a complete family"


"You're already mentally ill. It could be that you lose yourself to being a real parent this is a result of what you're doing" Papa Arga never thought.


"Yesterday you rejected my Son, and then you asked for time to think and you accepted. Don't play with this. You've kind of abandoned your son, why don't you let him choose his own path?"


"I'm worried"


"Dion, do you really approve of each of our children?"


"Yes, after knowing she's your son, I feel Puspa will be fine"


"Then why did you buy time like that, huh?" with a cold tone


"I was ashamed to know he was your son and I did a bad thing"


"I know that" lowered


"If this continues, it's the same as killing your daughter slowly"


They continued the conversation until finally the decision was that Mr. Puspa approved Arga and Puspa to be together


"I'm sorry I beat you up" Papa Arga said as he exited the car


Mr. Puspa smiled faintly, His friend was still as he used to be, reluctant to look at his face as he apologized. This was not the first time he was beaten by Papa Arga, even during his youth


Mr. Puspa felt his body and mind felt lighter and relieved after revealing everything, it turned out he only needed a listener


But still the guilt continues to haunt him, be it wrong to Puspa and his late first wife


"Thank you" wryly,


Mr. Puspa also got out of the car and greeted Arga and Puspa on the terrace


Puspa approached and hugged himself


"Sir, thank you!" smiling so much that he could see his teeth


Mr. Puspa felt happy but sick when he saw the happy expression of Puspa. He hadn't seen her in a long time


"It turns out true, I almost killed my daughter slowly" said Mr. Puspa


"The father will not force the will of the Father anymore" Mr. Puspa patted Puspa softly on the head


"Later Puspa treat the wound, it must hurt, right?" Puspa embraces his Father's arm


His heart grew increasingly poignant at Puspa's actions


"It doesn't hurt, really" with a vibrating voice


"Ehem" Arga cleared his throat


"It's better to be taken to the Hospital alone, the results of my Papa's punch look bad" said Arga


"Arga" Papa Arga who felt alluded to


Puspa chuckled, at this moment he was already relieved.


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On the other side of Andre's house


Andre could not shift his anxiety towards Yuli. He felt a little missed Yuli


After a day of restraint, he was unable to defend her, he immediately rushed towards Yuli's house and wished Yuli had returned


After a few minutes of travel, Andre felt disappointed when he arrived at Yuli's house and still Yuli had not returned


"Where are you actually? What's wrong?"


Andre went back into the car


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It's almost late at night


"Let's go in, sir"


"Thank you, but we have to go home. Arga's work has a lot to complete. It's the result of that ridiculous act"


"Ma,"


"What's? Don't you? Go home and finish the job" Papa Arga got back in the car


"I'll probably get it ready soon"


"Wedding, huh? Anu, why don't you get married immediately" while enduring embarrassment


Arga was embarrassed too.


(But the lights are already ijo😩)


"I'll use my own money for our wedding. So, we were engaged for at least 1 or 2 months" replied Arga flatly


"Anu, that eeehh... Good night" Puspa looked down. She's nervous


"Ah yes, anu night. I'm home"


Puspa nodded


"Be careful" he said.


"I heard it" said Arga, who got into the car


"Aaaaaa malunyaaaaa" Puspa turned his back on the car until Papa Arga's car had gone