Deserve Me For You

Dinners 1

It doesn't feel like night has come. Puspa stared at his reflection in front of the mirror. Like the intention is not the intention of Puspa to join the Dinner with Ilham. The clothes he was wearing were ordinary, there was absolutely no spirit in him.

Every now and then he saw a screen of HP, just containing a chating Ilham who said he would pick him up in 10 minutes

Puspa was singing his lips

"So come along what's not?" Puspa inhaled a deep breath.

When tidying up her hair in pigtails, Puspa saw her hair there were branching. Soon he picked up the scissors to cut off the branched hair.

(if the business is very good if branching).

After cutting the bully's hair, Puspa looked at the scissors he was holding.

Instantly comes to memory when he saw his mother died with the condition of the body stuck in scissors. Puspa bit his lower lip

"Mothers... Puspa alone" Spontan Puspa hugged the scissors which was none other than the former scissors that had left his mother dead.

Puspa wiped his tears as the car horn sounded from outside the house. Puspa looked from the window of his room, and it turned out that Inspiration had come.

Seen Ilham set his breath and also rearrange his hair.

"So no, huh?" Puspa tightly grasped the scissors.

Ilham knocked on the door of Puspa's house

"Huuff... Okay follow. It's your fault for easily agreeing to her invitation." Puspa grabbed his street bag, but he forgot to put HP in his bag.

When the door opened, Ilham was surprised to see Puspa.

Puspa does not look like a person who would Dinner in general.

"Why?" Puspa asked Ilham who had been staring at him

"Eh that.. No-no.. Ready already?" Clumsy inspiration.

"Ready for?"

"Come on... Why do women drag this." Inner Inspiration

"To marry. Hehehe" said Ilham accompanied by a grin

"ridiculous. Hihih." Puspa immediately closed the door and walked towards the car. Without Puspa noticing, the look on Ilham's face had changed. Happy was a little moody

"Silly?"

Puspa only realized what he said.

"Ouch... Why is my mouth." Puspa did not dare to turn his body back to recite Ilham.

Inspiration took a deep breath, trying positive thingking. Maybe Puspa was just joking. That's what Inspiration thinks.

Inspiration opens the front car door.

"Sitting in front?" Tanya Puspa plain

"of course... I let my future wife sit in the back alone. Yes, although you know, this car is only a rental car, but that does not mean you should not sit in front." Inspiration smiled

Puspa's heart was filled.

While on the way, Ilham turned on romantic music, but Puspa instead wanted to quickly go home.

"Ehem" Ilham cleared his throat

"Eh why?" Puspa fixed his sitting position

"What's on your mind?" Ask the inspiration casually

"Home" Spontaneous Puspa answered him.

The answer was enough to make Ilham brake suddenly. Fortunately, the streets are not too crowded so there is no accident.

"Emm... Can we go faster? I don't want to go home too late because tomorrow I have to work" Puspa played his finger because he was nervous.

"Oouhhh.. Alright... Don't daydream like that.. Later the beauty faded" Goda Ilham . Puspa just smiled thinly.

Puspa grabbed his bag intending to take Hp, and,

"Eh, my HP" Inspiration turned

"Why your HP?" Ask Inspiration

"Living home... Can we go back to my house first? I left it in the room" replied Puspa. He was a bit panicked, but he also did not understand why he was that hot.

"Remain?? It's been half the way" Inspiration thinks back because he doesn't want to go home late

"Related. Or do we just cancel?" Puspa was rather excited to say that. Unlike the Inspiration whose heart again felt pain.

Puspa closed his mouth.

"I mean, we can just eat at my house."

Inspiration again took a deep breath. He left his car on the side of the road. Puspa.

"Ilham... Sepi loh here. Where are we going anyway. Let's turn around" Puspa slightly goosebumps because there are only 1 or 2 vehicles passing by.

Inspiration ignored that, He looked at Puspa. Puspa gulped at the sight of Inspiration as if he would prey on it.

Ilham brought himself closer and Puspa rewinded his body to the door

"Il-Ilham's.. Heii..." Puspa waved both his hands in front of Ilham's face

"He-hey... Unleash it.. Why do you think?" Pekik Puspa when his right hand that was waving was directly held by Ilham and pressed to the thigh of Ilham.

Okay for a moment Puspa's mind went straight to ahem ...

"Ilham.. Untie..." Inspiration does not touch it. He continued to bring his face closer to the face of Puspa.

Puspa broke out in cold sweat. He glanced outside but was quiet. Free if he screams.

Puspa's hand continued to rebel and try to escape from the check of Ilham.

Getting closer and closer, Ilham stopped his action when the distance of their faces was only a few cm left.

Puspa swallowed his saliva.

"Ilham... You-"