The Match is Not the Wrong Address

Deteriorated

A few days passed, Arjuna always took the time to visit Meysa's residence. But he always gets the same situation. Can't find Meysa and her family.

The man was so frustrated, his appearance was disheveled. He was always sleep deprived, the new midnight leaving Meysa rumh. Even at home, they did not sleep right away. Sitting on the balcony while sipping a cigarette until it runs out some butts.

"Arjuna, can papa come in?" exclaimed a middle-aged man behind the door of his room.

Arjuna lives with his father. His mother died when he was eight years old. And until now his father never intended to find him mother continued. Really, a great father can be both a father and a mother to his son.

"Get in, Pa!" yelled Arjuna deadening his last cigarette butts.

The door opened, the room lights were turned on. From earlier only moonlight barged into the man's room. Intentionally, it was like his life had now gone dark.

Papa Andreas now stands in front of Arjuna. His hands were clutching each other on his back. The tail of his eyes bore a few cigarette butts in an ashtray. Arjuna never smoked.

"When did you start smoking?" asked Papa Andreas to land the body on the sofa.

"New, Pa," she said briefly.

"What big problems come your way? Until you dare to damage your body?" sindir the papa.

Arjuna lowered his gaze, he placed both arms on his bent knees. "May ...."

"Why Meysa?" tukas Papa fast. He was worried because he loved the girl like his own son.

"Meysa went to leave Arjuna" he said slowly drowning his eyes.

"What's? What about ninggalin? What's wrong with him?" peekik Papa Andreas stared at his son sharply.

"Papa's son Meysa what is Arjuna? Why cornered me? I don't even know what's wrong. Suddenly she left without saying anything before, Pa. Her phone can't be reached, mom's phone is the same." Arjuna cried covering his face.

He was not ashamed to express his every feeling to his father. Because from childhood his father always educated him with affection. He also grew up with all his openness.

"How can you?" lirih Papa Andreas frowned.

Can't believe if his future son-in-law could do that to his favorite son. Papa got off the sofa, he grabbed Arjuna who was no longer a child.

"So why are men so mushy, huh? Did you teach you like this?" cebik the Papa patted Arjuna's cheek.

"Better Arjuna gets scolded, beaten by Meysa, Pa. Instead of having to be left for no apparent reason like this" isak Arjuna.

Only this time Papa Andreas saw his son as sad as that, after the departure of his mother. Arjuna has never been as bad as he is now. Meysa was the first woman to break Arjuna's heart.

Papa Andreas let out a long breath. He patted the back of his grown son. He shook his head, "Not ashamed of your age, you should have embraced your child and calmed him down while crying. It's not even you who cry like a child," Papa quipped Arjuna.

"Where would you like to have a child, Pa? Can Arjuna split? Her mother-to-be didn't know where!" arjuna pushed away his body.

"Hisses! Arjuna, if Meysa is your soul mate, she will return to your arms. If Meysa is not your soul mate as hard as you insist, you will not unite. Think mature!" said the papa then waltzed away leaving the dreamy Arjuna alone.

"Meysa, what's my fault? Why would you do this to me?" sigh Arjuna who felt tightness in his chest.

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