Heartfill

Heart Fill ep 18

Mesya enjoys his love with Arga. He could not deny that he had truly fallen in love with the gentle man. Especially every night Arga regular apples to his house. If Arga comes Danish out, but never goes anywhere but becomes a security guard on the porch, fearing that Arga acts far away is possible.

When they got out of the house, Danish was anxious to think about it. Lately he was a bit jealous as well seeing how familiar Arga and Mesya were.

"He kissed you?" danish asked many times.

"Yes. And her kiss intoxicates me. I thought I wouldn't be able to forget Arga's kiss," Mesya deliberately wanted to prank Danish and see her reaction.

"What...?! You said she wouldn't touch you much less kiss you, but the truth is that she's not much different from me either" Danish was visibly upset to hear Arga kissing her lover Mesya.

"That's right. Don't you equate Arga with you, Dan! You're not the same, he didn't kiss me, and just holding my hand he had to ask permission first."

"But you just said that Arga kissed you."

"I just deliberately said that, and wanted to see your reaction, but you casually judged that you and Arga were the same. You are not the same, Arga kept all his words, even he did not dare to hold my hand without my permission."

"Oh, huh?" Danish smiled mockingly, "therefore too huh, lately you've been rejecting my invitations a lot?"

"Yes, because our sin is too great, I am often afraid when I remember God.." said Mesya poignantly, "And, do you agree that we do not separate? I mean don't live in the house anymore, don't do that relationship anymore. We're..."

"But not because your love has worn off on me, right?" ask Danish.

Mesya wanted to say, 'yes' but did not dare. Although he admits deep in his heart, his love for Danish has begun to shrink. At this time he even wants to make a plan to stay away from Danish and get out of his grasp slowly.

Later today he always thought in his solitude, to break away from the Danish. It felt that Mesya was tired of being in his grip that seemed to torture his bathin. Feeling anxious at all times, feeling sinful to God, and feeling low in the eyes of others.

"Can, right?" ask Mesya again.

"I don't have enough money to contract the house anymore" Danish replied.

"You can use my own money. Enough, really. Actually, if you want, to get married is enough. But right now, I don't even feel like I have any desire to get married..."

"We don't have to talk about marriage. Because I want to be like Om Pram, who already had his own house before marriage."

"It's too grandiose, but it's up to you, I don't want to get married right now either."

"Actually want as long as it's not with Danish. But with Arga."

"Thank God you had such a thought."

Why is Danish so stupid now? But even so, it's not easy to stop loving Danish. Because they always meet every day, so now Mesya choose to move away from the contract and choose to contract his own house so that Mesya can also be separated from Danish.

"Who knows with me contracting my own house Arga will help me fill it with good furniture" pleaded Mesya.

But that didn't cross Mesya's mind at all. From Arga, Mesya did not want the material, the sincerity of his love and also his respect for Mesya was more than enough for Mesya to accept.

"True, huh? Ok, deh. Then, we'll find each other tomorrow, yeah."

"What if I look for it with Arga alone?" Who knows if he's looking for a better and better home."

Danish nodded in agreement. Mesya felt like he was really being a matre girl by talking to Danish like that. Though his intention just wanted to escape from this very strong Danish bond.

"May God bless my path" Mesya prayed in his heart.

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Arga managed to find Mesya a house, tiny and also simple, but beautiful. Being in a good neighborhood. Clearly, Mesya felt safe, comfortable and also peaceful because it was far from Danish. And in this house Mesya wanted to start his new life, wanting to distance himself from the sinful touches of his Danish hands. She wanted to start a life as a good woman. Messiah will also lay his heart and ask God for forgiveness for the sins he has committed so far.

And without being asked Arga bought Mesya a bed, wardrobe, chair, tv and other furniture. The house was full now, Arga also arranged it neatly. At first Mesya refused, but Arga insisted.

"You will be my future wife, even later I will make you a big house with luxurious contents" Arga promised Mesya

"I don't want that, Ga. All I want is a house full of peace."

"That's for sure, too, and it depends on you, right? I began to crave to have a sweet and happy family. You too, right?" Ask Arga to Mesya. Mesya's eyes spread. He was so happy and so moved.

"God help us make that beautiful dream come true. Even though we are sinners, we still ask for the door of forgiveness from You" Mesiah prayed in silence.

"But where can I get away from Danish, how?" Inner Mesya again.

"Your brother didn't move here" asked Arga later, "Mes." called Arga.

"Oh, uhh. Yes, what's the matter, Ga?"

"How do you daydream? Don't you like the house?" ask Arga again.

"No, kok. I like his house. It's more than enough, Ga."

"Trus why are you daydreaming? ask Arga again."

"So you asked me why Danish didn't move in with me, huh? It's better not, Ga. Not good either, right. Let's not think that we are not brother, but.." explained Mesya who suddenly stopped his speech.

"I often think so too. You guys don't look alike at all, even you look the same age."

"But, we're right brother sister, really."

Mesya tried to convince, "God when can I be honest with Arga, so that this matter is resolved immediately?" inner Mesya.

"I believe" answered Arga.

"Ga.." call Mesya.

"Hmm," muttered Arga in response to Mesya's call.

"When do I know you're my best friend Meta, huh?" tawar Mesha's.

"Who's Meta?" ask Arga.

"He's my best friend. Bestest friend. I have no secrets. And I want you to get to know each other, so you know who I am."

"Yes. Whenever you want to introduce me to your best friend, I'm ready, really."

*****

"Really, right. Arga can give you what I can't give" Danish commented that night when she visited Mesya's new home.

Mesya did not answer. He just shut up and looked at Danish's face.

"Why don't you ask to buy a house, Mes?"

"Of course, but that's later if we're married" Mesya said.

"Married?"

"Yes. Married, Arga will like me. He said I was his future wife. What do you think, Dan?" Mesya fishing rod wants to know Danish response.

"Yes, that's good. Justdoit. If you get married, you'll be more free to own more of some of her property, then you get divorced and we get married. Hahaha.." replied Danish with a happy laugh.

"Don't fantasize first, cut Mesya unhappy. Not necessarily our path is that smooth."

"Huh? do you have any jealousy? You're not worried I won't get divorced from Arga?" ask Mesya again. This time with a serious looking face.

Danish frowned, "Mes, you won't leave me. I know it. You and me, we love each other. We're not a day, two days together, are we?" answer Danish still bragging.

"Bahhh. You're stupid, Mes. How can you love a man like this? He even so easily agreed to all your words without any explanation," Mesya's mind was upset.

"Why are you, Mes?" tanya Danish gently rubbed Mesya's face.

Mesya mudur and avoid touch Danish. Mesya who was upset immediately drove Danish away as soon as possible from his rented house.

"I'm okay. You go home, Dan. It's not good if my neighbors see it. Because they know I moved with Arga. Not you" Mesya said.

"You kicked me out? I'm still missing," persuaded Danish to come closer to embrace Mesya.

Mesya took a few steps back, "Stop, Dan. Please. I'm tired. Can, right? you go home now. Tomorrow we meet again," said Mesya slightly raised.

Danish is upset. But he had no choice. He did not want to press Mesya again and was afraid that Mesya would run away from him. In the end Danish left Mesya's rented house.

After Danish's departure, Mesya immediately closed the door of his house and locked it. Mesya's tears can't be contained anymore. With a loud cry Mesya. He was sitting at the door of his house. Mesya's chest felt so tight that it was difficult to breathe.

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