
Puspa came and brought a glass of tea and served his father.
Puspa then sat down. He fixed his messy hair
Silent...
"Son" Mr. Puspa opened his voice.
Puspa just looked.
"How are you?" Ask Mr. Puspa
"As you can see, Puspa is healthy wal afiat" Puspa grabbed his bag and tried to take his HP.
'Hmmm I forgot that my cellphone was destroyed because of earlier' Puspa clucked annoyed.
"Your problem why do you tear it so much?" Ask Mr. Puspa looking at the Puspa bag that is no longer good.
"There's nothing, sir. Time to change it" Lie Puspa.
"Surely there's nothing you're hiding?"
"What do you need to come here?" Elak Puspa
Mr. Puspa smiled
"Father misses you, son. "
Puspa could not lie to her happy feelings but once again those memories hurt her.
"really? Puspa thought you would forget completely at Puspa. Moreover, the actions of Puspa who had courageously grabbed Father's wife until she lay. Haha" Puspa laughed considering the chaos that night.
"Puspah.. Can't you open a little heart door for your mother, Rina? Who knows with you is good to him then he will also be the opposite" Persuaded Mr. Puspa.
"What's? Mammy? The rina? Puspa only had one mother. Ck. Lina doesn't deserve to call mom" Puspa raised one corner of her lips.
"Puspa listen first"
"What should you listen to, sir?!. Does Puspa have to hear your defense of Jal*ang?! Haha. Hearing her name alone Puspa wanted to slap the woman until she fainted"
"Puspa..! I never taught you anything so disrespectful!"
"And it is also the Father who has corrupted all the teachings of the Father!" Puspa clenched his hand.
For a moment they were silent.
"Sir, if this is all you want to talk about, it's a waste of time"
"Puspah. You've changed.. Not like the daughter of the Father who used to be" Lirih Mr. Puspa.
"Father who created a new version of Puspa with brazen behavior towards older people. Sorry UPS. This is not insolent, but a fact. Wkwkw.. The fact that my Father, whom I considered my true hero all this time, has now been deceived by the garbage, and his daughter tried to defend herself because she was oppressed but the Father just kept watching. Hahah" Puspa laughed but his eyes glazed over.
Mr. Puspa squeezed his claustrophobic chest. Can not be evaded, Mr. Puspa also felt very guilty. But now his wife, Rina, is pregnant with her child. He just wants his biological daughter and Rina to get along.
"Mr just wants you to get along..." Lirih Mr. Puspa. He lowered his head to hide the clear circles that had dripped from the corner of his eyes.
"What's? Hixes. Ake? Father don't make it up. Puspa will not be able to get along with women who have made Puspa lose his mother. Puspa will not be able to get along with women who are not ashamed of being in a relationship with people's husbands. It will never!. Catch that"
Puspa wiped his tears.
"Puspa tau. Puspa is just a burden in your life. Puspa willingly you live with that woman and Puspa will not bother you. Let's just say Puspa's dead coming with Mom"
"Son, don't say that. The hikss were painful" Mr. Puspa approached Puspa and hugged Puspa tightly.
Puspa spontaneously returned the hug.
Puspa admitted he missed his Father's embrace. Missing his affection.
"Hiks.. Mr evil .. Malicious. Puspa hates Father.. Hiksss hateiiiiii..." Puspa cried as much as in his Father's embrace.
"I'm sorry, Father. Forgive Father. Dad is stupid. Mr. wrong. You apologise.. Don't say that again.. You survived because of you, son. Father loves you. Hiksss forgive me Mr." Mr. Puspa kissed the head of Puspa.
"Hikss Mr jahaaaatttttt"
" Yes... Hix.. Bad father.. Forgive Father.. Hiksss" They let each other miss in a long-lasting embrace.
***
Puspa pulled himself from his Father's embrace. Mr. Puspa tidied Puspa's messy hair on his face. He wiped the tears on his daughter's cheek.
"You're still the same as you used to be. If his snot cries out" Mr. Puspa wiped Puspa's snot using his thumb without the slightest disgust.
"Iisshhh Father..." Puspa puffed his cheeks. Mr. Puspa chuckled even though there was still the rest of his crying.
"Father misses you so much, son" Puspa looked into his Father's eyes looking for a crack of lies.
"Puspa also misses the Father.." Puspa smiled faintly.
Mr. Puspa pulled Puspa in his arms again. Puspa enjoyed the moment. For a moment he wanted to feel the affection like before Rina broke everything.
As much as he hated Puspa to his Father, he could not lie to his feelings that all this time he also missed the figure of his Father.
Months of life without the Father makes Puspa feel alive a kara, however... The guy's making his day a little colorful, Arga.
Puspa smiled as he remembered the name.
*Sory many typo*