Deserve Me For You
~~Pelukan~~
Along the way, they were both silent. Look at the streets that are starting to fall.
"Emmm... Can we have another dinner day?" Inspiration opens the voice
Pusp seemed to think.
"I can't confirm it now, Inspiration. We'll see you later, okay?" Puspa. A little disappointed.
"Okay, no problem. Hehe"
Arriving at the Puspa house, Ilham and Puspa were astonished by the motorbike parked sweetly on the face of the Puspa house.
"Who is that?" Mumbles Puspa. Puspa and Ilham got out of the car.
Puspa was also surprised that the lights in front of the house were off, even though he remembered that he had turned them on before leaving.
Like there was a figure of someone who was sitting in front of the Puspa house, but it was unclear because it was dark.
"Who are you?" Puspa stepped forward slowly in following Inspiration.
The figure stood up and also stepped forward and more clearly visible who he was because of the light beam of the yard of the house.
Puspa and Ilham were surprised.
"Sir???" Puspa was confused but also happy.
"Hmmm" Arga put his hand in his pants pocket.
Inspiration tightened his fist. Sharp look.
"Would you come here? wanna steal?" Jealousy
"Brach! Don't be careless" Puspa shut his mouth
The inspiration that heard Puspa's clap instantly loosened his fist, the disappointment that he felt.
"Okay, okay. I say goodbye" Ilham immediately got in the car and drove his car home.
"Emm Inspiration... " Puspa walked quickly about to chase the car, but did not succeed because Puspa's hand was held by Arga.
Puspa turned his body around, and found Arga with disheveled hair.
"Master... Young Master why?" Puspa felt his heart like it was going out of place, on the other hand he felt guilty for yelling at Inspiration.
Without saying or answering Puspa, Arga immediately hugged Puspa.
"I'm tired" Arga dropped his head on Puspa's shoulder. He closed his eyes, putting his ego aside.
Puspa looked around,
"Huuffttt's lucky the neighbors have turned off all the lights." Mumbles Puspa.
"Let's go in first, sir seems exhausted"
Puspa... They went inside the house. Puspa helped Arga sit on the chair.
"Sir, I made you some warm tea first" Puspa put down his bag and headed for the kitchen.
Arga opened his eyes, what was pushing his hand to open the Puspa bag. It was like looking for something.
"Where's the HP?" Arga rubbed his face rough.
Puspa who saw that fell silent.
"Master? what are?" Puspa. Arga immediately withdrew his hand and closed his eyes again.
"No manners, don't repeat" Puspa put down the tea and sat down next to Arga.
"Hmmm it's up and what I want" Arga instead pulled Puspa to get closer to him.
"Eh," Puspa was surprised
Unexpectedly, Arga leaned his head on Puspa's shoulder. He felt Puspa's body tremble, Arga opened his eyes slightly and found Puspa's hands sweating. Arga touched Puspa's palm, he said,
"You nervous? Your hands are cold" Puspa did not answer a word. Her voice choked.
Arga grabbed Puspa's hand and kissed Puspa's hand.
Puspa gawked, he was increasingly unable to say anything. Feeling Puspa's body trembling, Arga pulled his head and looked at Puspa who was gawking.
"Don't be wide, the fly will come in" Arga whispered it in Puspa's ear. I think time is going very slowly.
Puspa held his breath and hoped this was just a hallucination.
Arga chuckles... He pinched Puspa's cheek.
"aww... Pain" Rintih Puspa.
Puspa did not dare to look at Arga, he threw away his face.
"Hey, it's impolite to throw such a face" Arga pulled Puspa's face.
Arga chuckled when he saw the condition of Puspa's face that had reddened all and felt the beautiful face began to heat up.
"You're crazy" Puspa pulled his face from Arga's hand.
"Dare to pull your face, I'll finish you tonight"
Puspa slightly squinted his eyes, but his face was still red and hot.
"Basic psychopath" Puspa blurted his lips, and Arga kissed Puspa's nose
Quiet without blinking.
Feeling funny about Puspa's reaction, Arga became anxious. He immediately hugged Puspa so tightly that Puspa had difficulty breathing.
