Deserve Me For You

Dreamtime

"Young Master.. Can I go to school tomorrow?" Ask Puspa

"Hmm?" Arga is still watching tv

"Tomorrow can I go to school? I am on leave today"

"Whatever"

"That means yes?"

"Hm"

"Thank you Young Master..."

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22:10

Arga had fallen asleep and Puspa returned to his room. He's getting the maple books ready tomorrow.

"Heh, you must be surprised I can pay off my school fees.. Huuftttt anyway for what to ask me to attend 2 days before the event? Will I be hired by that woman? I'd rather serve Young Master Arga than that woman." Puspa put one book in

"And yes.. I think you're in real love with that woman. There is no hope for me anymore. Yah... You have to get used to living like this. Mom, Joni.. What are you guys doing? Miss me no? I'm lonely.. " Puspa threw himself in bed.

 

Puspa's mother stood up from her seat to put the scissors on top of the closet. Who would have thought suddenly his eyes were twitching and it felt like they were swirling. That effect because Ibu Puspa late eating and lack of rest because of the departure of Joni.

Puspa's mother incised her temple and kept stepping until she accidentally tripped on the leg of the chair in her room and fell down with the position of the scissors that fit she held in front of her heart.

Naas, when Mother Puspa fell to the floor, the scissors immediately penetrated the delicate skin and hit his heart. Blood flowed from the scissors as well from his mouth.

'Piercing pain' That's what he felt

"Astaghfirullah astagfirullah" He continued to chant the word with the condition of the eyes more blurry and heavy breathing.

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Puspa. Breath gasping.

His eyes look around him.. Apparently he's still in the maid's room.

Puspa wiped the sweat on his forehead. Puspa set his breath..

"Dream Only.. It's a bad dream... Hikss how I can forgive you, sir. Hiksss" Puspa sobbed.

"Hiksss" Puspa glanced at the wall clock still at 12 p.m. He got up and went to the kitchen to drink

"Dark" muttered Puspa as he passed through the dining room.

"Why did the atmosphere of this house turn out to be such a gripping.."

Puspa feathers stand up.. Especially when entering the kitchen is pitch black and there is only lighting from the moonlight behind the window curtain.

Puspa opened the refrigerator. As he bowed, Puspa felt that there was someone behind him. Puspa quickly stood up and looked back. There's no one.

His heart was racing fast. Sweat also began to flow from Puspa's palm.

"What is this.. The atmosphere of this house is so scary" Puspa panicked. He turned around to close the refrigerator. How surprised Puspa when he found the figure of his mother sitting on the refrigerator.

"Aaaarrrhhhhhhhhhh" Puspa reflexively shouted. Until he dropped the glass and the water .. Puspa.. His whole body was shaking.

"Tolllooongggg" Puspa shouted in fear

"Hihihihi" His mother laughed.

How Puspa was not afraid, the figure of Mother in front of him looks like a kuntilanak with blood flowing from the chest and mouth. The figure stared intensely at Puspa.

Puspa grew more and more frightened.. He could not stand up because he felt his legs could not control

"Go!!!! Damned demon. You're not my mother.. Goeiiii" Shouted Puspa..

The figure floated closer to Puspa.. Puspa could only move backwards

"Don't come near.. Nooo!!!"

"Aaarrrrrhhhhhh Tollloooongg!!!!!"

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"Noahoo.. Hah hah hah hah hah" Puspa woke up with a sweat that just soaked his entire body. Puspa looked around.. It seems to be morning.

"Huuuffttt How can I still dream in a dream.. " Puspa breathes a sigh of relief.

He glanced at the clock on his phone.

" Geez at 6. Oh my god why this is so.. Haduuhhhh "Puspa immediately rushed to the bath.