Deserve Me For You

Just look at it later !

The next morning Puspa and Arga came to the old house of Puspa, they were surprised to see Mr. Puspa who was asleep on the floor.

"Mr!" call Puspa while half running.

Slowly Mr. Puspa opened his eyes and found Puspa in front of him.

"Mother why is here? You okay?" tanya Puspa was worried.

Mr. Puspa smiled faintly, he then held Puspa's hand and kissed it gently.

"Son.." with a distinctive hoarse voice wake up.

"Yes, Sir. It's Puspa."

Arga opened the door of the house, after which he helped Mr. Puspa stand up and enter the house.

"Mr okay?" ask Puspa again.

"Mr is fine. Sorry for not telling you before."

Puspa smiled, he then headed to the kitchen and heated the water. He saw only a few packets of tea and coffee sachet. While waiting for the water to boil, Puspa also saw the stock of food.

"Yaaaahh there is only rice." he murmured.

"Why?" ask Arga who just came into the kitchen.

"There's only rice, I can't cook breakfast for you."

"We just eat out." advises Arga

Puspa seemed to think, he and Arga had just had breakfast and were still full. If they went outside to find food, surely they both had to eat.

"But... We just had breakfast."

"What are you guys fighting about, huh?" Mr. Puspa suddenly appeared in the kitchen.

"Eeee." Confused to answer what.

"Father isn't hungry, so there's no need to bother." Mr. Puspa returned to the living room.

In the end Mr. Puspa just enjoy a glass of hot coffee on this sunny morning, while being accompanied by his son and daughter-in-law.

"Sir, what's the matter? Why are you outside?" Puspa sat beside his Father.

"Nothing, everything's fine. I just miss this house."

"Seriously?" Puspa was not sure

"Yes. Oh yes, if you may you will stay here for a while."

"Well? Why do I have permission?"

"Father, this house is not your house anymore, this is your home. This house was renovated by your son-in-law too."

Arga just silently listened to the conversation of Father and Son in front of him.

"Daddy live here alone or with that Rina?"

"alone."

"Well! Means you're not okay. Hasn't you been so clingy with that woman all along? She's the queen in your heart, isn't she?"

"Later I'll tell you the truth. So, can you stay here for a while?"

Puspa smiled and then nodded.

"Hmmm, whether good or stupid this wife of mine" Arga's inner

Puspa opened the door of his parents' room that had been locked for a long time, Puspa breathed when he saw the contents of the room.

"Mother is it okay to stay alone?" tanya Puspa

"No problem, it's."

The three of them entered the room and Arga put down the goods brought by Mr. Puspa. Arga folded his shirt arms and stood by the rolled up mattress. His memory recalled the nightmare he had in this room.

Arga rounded his eyes.

"Is the meaning of the dream a sign that I will take care of Puspa? Is that really his mother's figure?" inner Arga

"What's wrong?"

Arga was surprised by Mr. Puspa.

"There's nothing."

Arga opened the rope that tied the mattress, after being held Puspa immediately opened the window to let the dust out.

"Thank you." said Puspa with a big smile.

"Hm." This is the typical answer of an Arga.

Mr. Puspa shed tears at Arga and Puspa. It was like dreaming that he could be in this spot with his son and daughter-in-law, even Puspa was still willing to accept his presence that had damaged Puspa's life.

"Mr?" Puspa touched his Father's shoulder.

"Gee!"

"What's wrong?" asked Mr. Puspa surprised.

"It should be Puspa who asked like that. Why are you daydreaming?"

"There's nothing. May you last until you want to separate, yes" while stroking Puspa's head. Puspa was moved, he immediately hugged his Father tightly.

"Damnecheeeeemmm!"

Puspa immediately took off his embrace.

"Why? Envying huh?" while smiling mockingly.

Arga walked past Puspa and his Father, he stopped next to Puspa and said the 'Wow' thing for Puspa.

"Look at me tonight" he said slowly in Puspa's ear.

When it freezes, it gets goosebumps mixed in shame.

"What's he saying?" ask Mr. Puspa who is curious.

Puspa quickly shook his head, he took a small broomstick and cleaned his mattress. Mr. Puspa so curious also see the attitude of Puspa.