The Match is Not the Wrong Address

Feelings

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Having a beautiful lover, obedient, meek, is a happiness in itself for an Arjuna Mollary. The 27-year-old man, solidified his heart to immediately propose the idol.

For 5 years, he has been knitting his affection with a friend of his profession since sitting in college. Meysa Adriana, the only beautiful girl who is able to melt an Arjuna.

Many girls are chasing Arjuna. But none of them were able to attract the attention of that narrow-eyed man. Only Meysa, Arjuna's heart was broken.

"Honey, why sweat like this? You sick? So pale?" said Arjun while rubbing Meysa's sweat.

Meysa brushed off Arjuna's hand slowly, grasped his fingers gently and pulled both corners of his lips until a very sweet smile was created.

"I'm okay. Don't panic that way," Meysa gently tilted her head staring with her eyes.

"Relatedly? But you're pale, honey. Let me drive you home." Arjuna pulls Meysa's arm but releases it slowly.

"I-I'm going to the toilet first huh," said Meysa stepping in a hurry.

Feeling a tremendous dizziness, he rushed away from his lover. Not making that guy worry about her. And sure enough, while pecking herself in front of a large mirror, Meysa saw blood coming out of both of her noses.

Hurriedly he wiped it, and washed his face to remove any traces of blood left. In the past few months, he has been in tremendous pain.

But usually he can keep the pain tight. Just the last few days, Meysa felt her body state was getting drop.

Meysa kept flushing her face with the water running down the sink. "I have to be conscious. Can't be weak, can't faint" he told himself patting both cheeks.

His gaze returned clear, he let out a long sigh and threw it away violently. Then get out of the toilet.

Meysa was shocked when she opened the door. He held his chest that was pulsing violently.

"Darling! Ngagetin uh," cried Meysa.

"But ...."

"There's no buts. Your health is more important. How can you take care of a sick person if your own body cannot be taken care of and you are taken care of!" tukas Arjuna raised a sharp gaze.

Inevitably, Meysa nodded and complied. Arjuna slowly filled it. Although Meysa assured that the situation is fine. His feeling says otherwise.

Arriving at Meysa's residence, her mother is shocked by her return. His working hours are still a few hours away. With a hasty step, he approached the only child of his puppet.

"Meysa," muttered Beautifully, mama Meysa with teary eyes.

Meysa smiled sweetly with her pale lips, she clasped her mother's fingers with a pleading gaze. Immediately opened the door wide, fetching water for his daughter who had been sitting with the lover.

"Ma, Meysa is so wayward. If Juna doesn't force her to go home, she still wants to work" Arjuna told Mama Indah.

They were that close. Juna is Meysa's family's favorite calling. While the man called both Meysa's parents as mama and papa.

"Yes, Meysa is so stubborn. You must often pull out her ears, Jun," said the beautiful mama smiling stiffly as she looked compassionately at her beloved daughter.

Arjuna shuffles Meysa's hair in a fit of rage. "Tuh, said Mama. He has already told, tell the jewel if you are wayward again," decak Arjuna.

"Frank names if his son is persecuted," Meysa sighed spoiled.

"Yes, you said it was hard, honey. Now take a break. I'm staying, I have to work again to ask you," Arjuna pinched Meysa's little nose making her teary-eyed.

Arjuna gave a kiss on Meysa's forehead, then sauntered away from there after saying goodbye to Mama Indah.

Meysa cried bitterly after the departure of the lover. His mother understood, the toughest ordeal had befallen his beloved daughter. Mama Indah moved in next to her daughter holding her affectionately.

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