
Puspa...
The arga?
Puspa pulled himself from his Father's embrace. He's restless.
"What's wrong? " Task Mr. Puspa
"Eemmm nothing, sir" Puspa lied again.
"Why are you sweating like this?" Mr. Puspa noticed Puspa's palm
"Eee it.. Um sir, what time do you come home?"
Mr. Pupsa knitted his eyebrows.
"You're upset, sir?" Ask his Father back
"It's not. Later the wife of the Father worried and thought strange." Puspa rolled his eyeballs, bored.
"So you've been saying yes." Mr. Puspa smiled
"Pamples?"
Puspa imagined surely Rina emotion because her Father visited her. The idea of taking his father back to him.
"Ah good then, sir. You stay here for the night" Puspa wiped his tears and smiled
Mr. Puspa fell silent.
"Father is not permitted to stay. You actually still miss you" Mr. Puspa looked down.
"Hm.. Puspa. Rina's more important, right than me? Okay Puspa understands. Please come home" Puspa stood up
He turned around and spontaneously Mr. Puspa pulled his wrist.
"Mr will sleep here tonight" Mr. Puspa said softly and interspersed with a smile.
Puspa eyes sparkle.
"really? Both Puspa will prepare a room for the Father first yes" Puspa grabbed his bag and stepped towards the room
"preparate? Meanin?"
Puspa stopped his steps.
"Since we left this house, Puspa worked and Mr. joined Rina, the room here is indeed Puspa empty especially the room of the Father and Mother. What's the room tidied up for while the owner's already moved the bow." Puspa replied slowly and without looking. He continued his steps.
Mr. Puspa was still glued.
"Sorry Father, Ma'am" Lirih.
He circulated his views and found a picture of his marriage with his late wife who was still on display on the wall.
He remembered his youth when he was still a man. At least he had once delighted his late wife with a happy treasure.
Eventually, he lost everything and walked away from his office. He also had time to leave this city with his late wife and Puspa was still a toddler. But he decided to return to this city and settle in a village where no one had recognized him. He also changed his identity.
Even though he changed his identity, his nickname was still slipped. "Dion", the nickname he still uses today.
Mr. Puspa smiled bitterly considering the past events.
"If that doesn't happen.. You must be living with luxury, son" he murmured.
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"The thing you did this morning was a shame!" Mama Arga paced back and forth with anger.
Arga just sat quietly and listened to the babble of his parents. Papa Arga scowled his temple to see his son's behavior that smeared his Papa's face in front of Kasek and the student.
"You're the sole heir of all the assets Papa has. You make me ashamed" Ketus Papa Arga
"Hmmm" The reply from Arga made both of his parents gawk.
"Arga! You don't provoke Papa's emotions!" Jerk his Papa.
"You are too much. Since morning you have been babbling like a bird. And Arga thinks the sound of birds babbling is more beautiful than you." Arga standing.
"Arga wants to explain, but you always cut off speech. Do you know what happened this morning? No, Kan?."
"Arga! But you're embarrassing especially with that woman!" Jerky Mama Arga.
"What's wrong with Puspa? She's innocent but Mama always looked down on her. Is it not satisfied that Mama made him leave this house? until she left, Mama still hated her." Arga stared cynically.
"Arga kau -"
"Never listen to my words. I also have the right to raise my voice. All this time I've been following your wishes"
"But not marriage" Imbuh Mama. Arga grunts his head
"Another marriage that was proposed. Arga's sick!" Arga left both of his parents that emotional.
"Arga wait!" Arga stopped his steps. Papa let out a breath.
"Explain what happened"
Arga smiled faintly. He finally had a chance to talk.