Deserve Me For You

Deserve Me For You
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Puspa immediately took off his wet clothes and put on a towel.


Oh how stupid he is..


"Well, if I take off my shirt.. I'm just wearing a towel? L'm.... I exit how.. " Puspa confused.


Should I wear my shirt again? it will be dripping water on the floor.


10 mins...


Arga was tired of waiting. He went into the room and saw that the bathroom was still closed.


"Puspah.. Long time ago"


" sir.. L'm.. I can't get out" Puspa nervously


"Why?" Arga knit his brows


"I'm not wearing clothes.. The towel was short" Arga snorted bitterly.


"Truck out" Umpat Arga


"Truck your eyes.. I'm the one you're having trouble with.." Umpat Puspa too


Arga came out of his room.. Yeah Arga's feeling hard to get better..


"Bi Inaaaaaaaaa" Call Arga from the top of the 2nd floor


Bi Ina who heard that also immediately ran towards the origin of the sound


Arga stopped Bi Ina who was about to climb the stairs.


"Take Puspa's shirt and bring it to my room" That's all.. Arga went straight back into his room


Bi Ina immediately nodded and ran towards the maid room.


After taking out a set of clothes Puspa Bi Ina was dumbfounded.


"Shirt? in Young Master's room? Nights like this? Young Master and Puspa." Bi Ina covered her mouth using her fingers.


His mind has wandered where


"Did Young Master torture Puspa for Puspa's mistake this afternoon? Oh my god.. Puspas... Ouch" Bi Ina walked hurriedly.


****


'Tok tok tok'


"Young Master.. Here's the suit."


'Czech'


"Hm. Don't think weird. Oh yeah I want to have Bi's dinner. Papa and Mama didn't come home tonight" Arga took the clothes from Bi Ina's hands and immediately closed the door


without hearing 1 word from Bi Ina


"Yes right.. Positive thingking.. Tapii.. Whooo.." Bi Ina is still in the spotlight


He went down the stairs with a big question mark on his head


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"Puspa open the key. "


Puspa unlocked the bathroom door.


Arga thrust out the clothes without looking at the direction of the bathroom. Puspa opened the door and quickly picked up the shirt.


"What are you doing inside, huh? long time. Are you making up inside? Basic lady" Arga took the tv remote and sat on her bed.


"Sorry Young Master.. " Puspa sat on the floor.


"Sit on the sova there" Puspa also obeyed.


"Mr .. I'm sorry about that.. Hiks" Again and again Puspa cried.


Arga's heart was filled. The girl cried and Arga also felt guilty.


"Hm. Mom and Dad are not coming home tonight. I want you to serve me" Puspa raised his head.


His heart was pounding and his brain was already thinking strangely. Her cheeks blushed


Arga who realized there was a misunderstanding immediately cleared his throat


"Ehem. Not serving the child-making process."


"Then?"


" Bi Ina is cooking. Bring her food here. " Arga secured his position


"Ohhh that's yes.. Alright"


Puspa stood


"Close the window." Arga's Word. Puspa closed the window.


"Take My HP" Arga showed using the tip of her eye.


Puspa took the Arga HP that was on the table near the bed that was actually very capable of Arga achieved.


'Puspa Sabar.'


As a result of ngedumel in the heart, Puspa did not focus and tripped the end of the carpet. He fell on Arga's body with his chest against Arga's calf


Silent...


Puspa stood up nervously


"A - A - anu. That.. Emm carpet. Yeah, the rapet"


"Rapette?"


" he means carpet.. Ah yes carpet. I tripped over Sir. Excuse me. Mmmm sorry" Puspa Nervous himself.. Especially when he saw Hp Arga had plunged freely to the floor next to Arga's bed.


Puspa..


If Arga can still cover her real nervous self as well. The chewy blob.. Wkwkwkwkwkw.


"Dead me.." Puspa bit his lower lip. He squeezed the end of his shirt.


Arga followed Puspa's gaze and he was also surprised to see his HP who was lying on the floor.


He stared hard at Puspa.


He wants to be angry.. But because he felt nervous because Puspa's chest was habus hit him.. The anger is not too high. He took his HP and stroked it and blew it


He pressed the power button and it was still on


"Thank you're alive"


"Hehe" Puspa scratched his non-itchy head