Deserve Me For You

Move over

"You sure?" Mr. Puspa grasped tightly the wrist of Puspa who began to step out of the house

"Related, Sir. Puspa did not want to trouble the new Father and Wife. Puspa also does not want to stay one roof with the woman jal*ng it. Better Puspa work and nge-mess"

The grip slowly began to loose along with tears that dripped from the corner of Mr. Puspa's eyes

"Father will have Rina abort the content, as long as you do not leave the Father" Puspa glared disliked the proposal of his Father.

"Surely you killed your own flesh blood? he's not guilty. The guilty ones are you two!. You have hurt my Mother and Sister, and now you want to hurt a fetus that has not even grown an organ? Enough, Sir!. Let your son live, Puspa will get out of here.. So you don't have to worry that Puspa will hurt your child. Although Puspa was seriously injured, he was still Puspa's innocent sister." Puspa shed tears while regulating his tight breathing

"But-"

"If invited, Puspa will be present at your wedding reception, and if you are willing, please come at the Puspa graduation ceremony in a few months. If you are not ready, it is okay. Puspa will go home 1 year 1 time sir."

"But this house..."

"It's better that woman doesn't live here sir, Puspa has a spare key. You don't think Puspa kicked the Father out.. Not necessarily not. But it was you who stepped in to leave this house. Puspa does not want the Puspa family home in the lowly female habitation like him. Puspa has departed." Puspa wiped his tears.

"I'm sorry I don't mean to be so presumptuous.. But I'm hurt"

"Sorry" Lirih Mr. Puspa looked at the back of Puspa who entered the angkot.

***

"Let's Bi Ina show me your room. And yes... Bi Ina bring your luggage"

"No need to Bi.. Puspa can be alone"

"Don't you think so.. Come.. Tomorrow you start working.. You rest first tonight"

"Okay, Bi Ina"

Puspa unpacked the contents of his suitcase.. He began to fold the clothes again neatly and put them in the closet.

He took pictures of their family. Smile painted on her face. He wiped a photo of his mother and sister's face

"Absolutely not Puspa thought, Our family fate will fall apart like this. Women seem to be commonplace in Novels and Movies or other people's lives, but this time our family experienced it. We're separated... Laughter is just a shame. Your hands and kisses are also limited. You guys how are you? You guys calm down there?" Slowly but surely.. The perfectly curved lips formed a smile, slowly fading and trembling..

His hands trembled as he remembered everything.

"Hiksssss Mom.... Is Puspa can be strong.... Hikss" Puspa hugged the photo and shed his tears... Imagine if he was hugging his Mother and Sister. Somewhat long he cried until a deheman stopped the melow.

"Ehem" Puspa surprised...He ripped off his tears and turned to the door.

"Eeee Young Master?" Puspa stood up and slightly bowed as respect. Arga stood leaning at the door.

"Don't make that ugly sound of yours that's completely useless. It's already night... You're not an active kuntilanak at midnight either. Noisy knows. Cihhhhh women are indeed crybaby" Arga left Puspa who is still as unwilling

"Counties? The devil's master!" Umpat Puspa slowly

"But kunti and devil 1 species right? I don't know... Rich people sometimes indeed a little slanted brain" Puspa adjusts his breath and back to his lips

"If I cry, Mom and Joni will be sad too.. I have to be happy" Puspa smiled again.

"But this is the maid's room? Young Master, is he here? Don't practice being a babu. Wkkwkwkwk" Puspa chuckles to himself.

Arga who apparently still hasn't really gone from there peeking behind the wall at the end of the door. He was surprised after crying the girl even laughed loosely.

"Did I hire a crazy girl?"