
Arga felt bad for yelling at Mesya earlier. He felt guilty for treating her like that. Arga decided to follow Mesya out, he was worried that if anything happened to Mesya, do not let the incident happen again.
The big man grabbed and carried Mesya's body, he tried to get Mesya into the car, and Arga came and saw the incident and shouted loudly from behind. And Mesya recognized whose voice it was....
"Do you want what he is?" the sound of Arga clapping from behind and getting louder and closer.
The big man was still carrying Mesya he looked back, while his other friend came to confront Arga.
Arga suddenly jolted, while the shadow of his time a few years ago seemed to reappear before him.
"Take him off!" Arga snapped at the thugs."
"Forward if you dare! challenge one of them."
Arga stepped up, and lunging at the body of the young man who came to attack him, Arga swiftly dodged the blow given by the thug and hit him again, hitting him, but the other thug came and kicked Arga hard and not only kicked Arga but also hit Arga.
Seeing Arga hit by one of the thugs, Mesya looks increasingly anxious. He nodded loudly and shouted. And as Arga attempted to fight the two men, the fights grew fiercer, even Arga also managed to hit them many times with his fists and kicks, he said, their friend who was holding Mesya immediately let go of the girl and joined Arga's gang.
Not wasting the opportunity, Mesya then hit the thugs on the head with a rope bag made of chains, and tried to help Arga against the troublemakers. He complained and Mesya also opened his high-heeled shoes and also smacked into the head of the other thug. Too bad tonight he did not wear the right pointed, let's just stick the heels of his shoes on the head of this thug (sorry Mesya).
The three young men were nothing, in the not too distant future, one of them was even sprawled and fell down by the violent and continuous attacks of Arga. Others are also complaining of pain.
"Come, Mes," Arga grabs Mesya's arm and takes him to his car. Then immediately Arga's car drove smoothly away from the scene.
Mesya threw his back into the seat of Arga's car. He still looked very shocked by what he had just experienced, this was very terrible and still felt in Mesya's heart, but at least he was a little relieved because he had escaped from the thugs. But his heart is still beating.
Arga who saw Mesya's pale face felt pity, he must have been in shock.
"Fear, huh? Arga tried to calm Mesya down, then his left hand grabbed Mesya's cold hand and held it tightly.
A sense of warmth and feeling protected flowed in Mesya's chest, infiltrated to the crease of Mesya's heart, very soothing.
" Thank you, Ga. Somehow it would have been if there had been no one to help me" Mesya said in a raucous voice.
"Oh, forget it. Let's just say nothing happened" comforted Arga. He knew that this woman was still afraid because it was visible from her hand that felt trembling even though Arga had held it.
"But this was a terrible event."
"You know, the event was also experienced by Reva," said Arga sadly, then released his grip from the hands of Mesya.
"Your dead love?" ask Mesya
"Yes" answered Arga
"But not because.he...ng.he, he did not die because of scorn...." Mesya did not continue, he was horrified to imagine it himself.
"No. He didn't die because of that. But he died for my fault."
"Is your fault?" Mesya asked because he did not understand what Arga said.
"Yes, it's my fault, Rey told me, right?
" hasn't. Rey just told me that your girlfriend died, that's all. But the cause or something else Rey hasn't told me yet."
"You want to listen to him.
" Can, Ga?
Arga nodded.
"But not now, huh? It's night, you better get me home."
"Now, Ga."
"No, Mes. Not now, at least I need a quiet, good place to tell a story. So would you, sometime I take you to the beach?
" beach? Sure, Ga. I really like the beach," exclaimed Mesya feeling very happy. And Mesya nodded his head in approval of Arga's invitation.
"All right, I'll pick you up tomorrow week, okay?
Once again Mesya nodded with a smile.
***
" Let me drive you, Mes, it's night. And this alley looks dark, I'm afraid someone will bother you again."
"Here you go, Ga. I'm fine, anyways close, too" refused Mesya smooth.
"You are not afraid" asked Arga again
"There's nothing, anyway, everyone here knows me, so there's no way anyone's bothering."
Arga had daydreamed for a moment, Mesya turned out to live in an area like this. Pity..he must feel uncomfortable especially here he only lives alone with his brother, he thought again.
"Thank you, Ga. I'm taking me home. Do you still want to remain friends with me even though I live in a region like this?
" It doesn't matter to me, Mes. I do not see the status and degree of a person in making friends, as long as he is sincere and honest friends with me, for me treasure is not everything.
There was a stabbing feeling in Mesya's chest after listening to Arga's words just now, he approached Arga for having a purpose, and all that was a plan from Danish. But now Mesya wants to approach Arga no longer because of Danish manners, but because he is really interested in Arga and this is also sincere.
"Thank you, Ga."
"From now on you said thank you, just, nih," Arga laughed.
"Duh, it's nice to see you laughing like this, Ga. Oh, it's Sunday tomorrow."
"Yes, I'll pick you up later, yeah."
"But you don't know my house."
"I'm coming now, yeah. Let me pick you up later, I can go straight to your house" Arga said again.
"Yes, yeah."
Arga followed Mesya into an alley, after locking his car first and leaving his car at the edge of a rather quiet road.
The two of them walked down a dimly lit alley and kept quiet and drifted into each other's minds.
Mesya stopped at a small rented house.
"Well, this is my house, Ga. Ugly, huh? mesya said as soon as they got to the front of his small rented house.
"But clean, really," said Arga although in his heart a little concerned about the place where Mesya lived.
"Danish..," Mesya called out to Danish. And not long the door opened.
"Not sleeping, Dan," said Mesya. "Ga, meet my brother, Danish," Mesya said in a voice that was almost hoarse
"It...Arga, And. Connecting Mesya again, his voice really barely came out. It's hard to lie like this. How bad it is to be a fraud. And Mesya really doesn't know right now who he's really tricking. Arga or Danish?
" In, Ga. Rey and Mesya often tell stories about you. And I think we've also met Rey's place," said Danish, pleased, because he felt his plan would not fail. Just look, the evidence tonight Mesya can even succeed in bringing Arga to their rented house.
"Times?" Arga smiled kindly
Danish nodded.
Mesya looked at them in turn. Mesya used to admire Danish, but tonight, he felt so low....
"Well in, take Danish.
" Thank you, deh. It's late, next time. Excuse me first, will you? Come, Mes..," said Arga to the two of them.
"Yes." answered Mesya and Danish simultaneously.
"Be careful, Ga," Mesya's message
"Yes," replied Arga as she walked out the alley of their house.
***
Segini first yes genks, othornya already sleepy😴