Heartfill

Heart Fill ep 16

Sundays

"Mes, put you and Arga on the beach?" ask Danish spirit.

"I want to go for a walk why are you excited, Dan?"

"Yes, it's because I don't want you to be late" Danish replied.

"Aren't you so impatient for Morotin Arga, huh?" satir Mesya while heading to the bathroom and closed the door.

"I did it for the both of us, Mes, too" cried Danish from the outside.

A few minutes later Mesya was already looking beautiful with his minimalist makeup. Mesya does not like to wear excessive makeup. Since she felt like she was wearing a mask, she preferred to wear light makeup as this could make her even more confident.

Suddenly I heard a knock on the door from outside.

"And please open the door" cried Mesya from inside the room.

Danish immediately rushed to open the door, because he was sure that the one who came was Arga.

"Hi, Dan." said Arga softly.

"Hi too, yok in. You have been waiting for the same Mesya, tuh," said Danish lying.

"Oh, huh? Sorry, Dan, I had a little need so I was a little late" replied Arga with a sad look.

"Nothing, Mesya must know, really," Danish tried to be friendly in front of Arga.

"Where's Mesya, is he ready?" ask Arga again.

"Already, maybe still in the room, understand if the girl has been grooming, run our lives.

Suddenly the door of Mesya's room opened and Mesya came out gracefully. She was shocked that Arga was already sitting in the guest room with Danish

"When we get to it" asked Mesya

"Just now, really," replied Arga, unblinking her eyes from Mesya.

"I'm not in the wrong costume, am I? ask Mesya to Arga.

"No, really" answered Arga briefly

"Let off now?"

"Corn."

Mesya also took his bag in the room and went back out.

"And, I say goodbye, yes. Maybe I came home a little late" said Mesya.

"Why night? ask Danish.

"I want to go for a walk with Arga, I'm bored at home" replied Mesya.

Actually Mesya has begun to dislike the outrageous Danish attitude like this. He wanted to let go of his fatigue for a moment from Danish.

"And, I'll take Mesya, yes," said Arga politely.

"Oh, yes. Take it, be careful, Ga. He's my only brother, who I love" Danish said, winking his eyes.

"Surely bro, I will take care of him" replied Arga.

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The two got into the car and drove to where they wanted to go.

They spend half the day eating and walking around, until the sun sets at the western end. The sky was darkened by the flickering starlight.

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The beach looks quiet, only the whir of the night wind is heard and the waves that hit the beach. It felt the air getting cooler that night, so that made Mesya shiver.

Arga opened the jacket and gave it to Mesya, then put it on.

"It's not too cold anymore, is it? Arga smiled at Mesya.

Mesya nodded, "Thank you."

Since Mesya lived with Danish, Danish has rarely taken him out. The beach he never visited again.

Silent and dark. They also mute each other in silence, until Arga sighed softly and let out his own voice.

"Since Reva left I've loved the silence and the darkness. In solitude and solitude, I imagined it was here with me. Just this time I took another woman with me to this beach. And that's you."

So full of his voice wounds. And the wound was almost healed by the presence of Mesya. Then how could Mesya once again incise new wounds on his old wounds that began to dry? How could he break the heart of Arga who had been so good to give him a place when he had been determined that his heart could only be filled by Reva...?

In the dimness of that night Mesya blinked his eyes and tried to hold the crystal grains in his eyes that were ready to slide. Hard to believe, she wanted to cry for Arga.

The situation returned to silence in silence. Arga's heart was racing there was a feeling that prompted him to say his heart to Mesya.

"Mes.., Arga grabbed his fingers. You want to take Reva's place for me" Arga's voice rang out.

Mesya could not answer, although he could not deny that his heart was very flowering. But also upset, upset and restless, because he still belongs to the Danish. Although he forgot, and did not want to remember, that his friendship with Arga at this time was due to the task that Danish gave him.

"Aren't you in a hurry, Ga?mesya's voice sounded soft and raspy.

"Three years, I think it's too long to be alone. And I suddenly wanted to end it. Your presence changes everything, Mes."

"But we haven't known each other for long."

"Didn't you trust me?"

"It is you who should be careful of me. I'm from a town far from here, I live in a bad neighborhood, too, I...."

"It doesn't matter to me, my instincts say, you're the one who should take Reva's place."

Mesya was silent in daydreams.

There was no answer, but Arga's hand was returned. And for Arga it was the answer he needed.

"You're always talking about Reva and always talking about your guilt over her disappearance. Can I know the reason?

Arga nodded gloomily. " You must know, in order to help me dispel the guilt that tormented my heart all this time."

Unaware, Mesya also tightened his grip.

"But, Mes, will you promise?"

"For what?"

"To keep accepting me even though you will know what kind of man I am. I've got a bad mass, Mes...."

"I have had a bad life to date" said Mesya.

"Everybody must have mass. And for me, mass is a time that no longer needs to be revealed if it will only hurt the heart. Except to reflect and improve in the present and the future."

Arga.

"Tell me about your Reva, Ga," pinta Mesya once again.

"But you promised not to change me, right?"

"Yes, I promise."

And Arga started the story without hesitation.

"I knew him in the billiards where we met at that time, he was looking for his brother, but the Vino he was looking for did not exist. Then he came out, somehow I felt bad and wanted to help him find Vino. But as soon as I got out he was being bullied by three young men who were being run over."

"Why it happened is similar to what I experienced" Mesya said.

"Yes, weird, huh?"

"Then?"

"Then I helped her, like that night I helped you. I sent him to find Vino, and I sent him home. Since then, our relationship has become closer. All those years we've been there, and one night, I." Arga stopped telling her story, she felt so guilty.

Mesya waiting for the continuation of the story Arga.

"I desecrated him, I took what wasn't mine," Arga continued almost silently.

Mesya bit his sore lips, Danish also did that to him.

"At first she refused, but I urged her and promised to marry her if she was pregnant or not. At the time, he and I were both in college. Still not ready to get married," Arga stopped telling me again she set her emotions to calm down.

"Why does such a thing happen so often" complained Mesya.

"And a few months later Reva was pregnant...."

Mesya was horrified, what if it happened to him? Whether Danish would want to take responsibility and marry her, or even she refused and ran away. So many questions popped up in Mesya's head.

"And you married her? You kept your promise?"

"If I had done that he would still be alive and here with me enjoying this beach" Arga's voice grew increasingly raucous and almost mixed with tears.

"Then?"

Mesya was so impatient to hear the continuation of Arga's story that faltered and invited his curiosity.

"Because I wasn't ready, I asked him to drop the contents."

"Until your heart does that" Mesya interrupted, Mesya's emotions came out.

"Well, to the heart" Arga repeated.

"I'm evil, mean and devoid of humanity, I'm a jerk who would do that to a woman who loves me so much" Arga continued sadly

"But because of his love, he just agreed to my proposal. We're looking for a doctor who's willing to do it, and I found him even if for a pretty high fee. But you know what happened? Not only the fetus is lost, his life is also lost. I'm the cause," said Arga sobbing she could no longer hold back her cries and guilt.

Mesya let Arga cry.

It's been three years, but it feels like it was only yesterday.

"I've shut myself off from any girl since. Not just because I don't want to forget Reva, but I don't want any other victims."

"There won't be another victim if you don't do what you did wrong."

"No way, Mes," said Arga, wiping her tears, "I won't touch you before I get married."

"What a sublime determination," said Mesya touched.

"But, Ga. What if one day, you meet a woman who is no longer holy? Will you still accept it?" mesya asked without hesitation, Mesya wanted to know what Arga's answer was from what he was thinking.

"Originally he's good. I'll forget his past." I'm not a clean man either, it's important to me that he's honest, and acknowledges his condition. That alone is enough for me" replied Arga firmly.

"Honest?" reiterate Mesya a little surprised.

"Yes, I love honesty, as bitter as it is."

"Honestly..," Mesya repeated the word in his heart.

"Honestly, that's what Arga wanted. But.., I'm not an honest person, I'm not the person she wants to be. I don't know what would happen if someone next to me knew all my lies. How ironic of you, Mes. You may want to obey Danish talk," inner Mesya.

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Sorry for all the readers if the up is slow, because othor is busy working😁

do not be tired and also tired to wait for the continuation of the story of MeGa(Mesya and Arga).

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