BETTING

NEGOTIATING

Celine looked around this room. It felt like the last time he visited here the atmosphere was different. Now it looks more wah. New wallpaper. There is a sofa lying on the wall which is also new.

There were flowers in the corner of the room and one thing was most striking. Photo of Bisma with her family. With his wife and son, in a beautiful frame of extra size just behind his desk.

If the man is sitting, the photo appears to be on the back of the desk. It contrasts with the beautiful view across from it. Transparent glass that shows the busy capital city when viewed down.

The woman in the photo looks elegant and classy. It looks like his aura. Even if you wear a dress with a simple model, it is still beautiful. The dress is just a simple model, the price is not necessarily. Definitely expensive. It fits the wallet that is wearing it.

"Ehem." The sound of the cough of Bhishma resuscitated Celine. He was daydreaming earlier.

"Eh, hi." Rigid sweep. Even if she was just an ordinary girl, this man before her was someone in her past.

"Let's sit down." He's inviting. Celine leaned back in relief on the sofa. Comfortable. Softer than the mattresses in their home.

"Eat already?"

"It has. Thank you, brother," she refused subtly. He had eaten before he left.

"Want tea? Or snack?"

"Can." Celine nodded. If this is what he wants, it's good. When again?

"Where are you at the parlor?" Bisma is just making small talk. Whereas since then he actually wanted to pounce on this girl on the sofa.

Get rid of your filthy thoughts, man!

"Fluent. We are still doing our usual activities" he replied calmly. His heart dag dig dug if faced with this man. Usually he is also the most skillful to face the opposite sex if met.

This guy is different, Celine. He's more dominant than you. You can't master it. Do not try to conquer, you will be carried away by the current.

"Thank God. At least we're still giving you time to find a replacement." Bhishma tries to be friendly. Right now his position should immediately expel them as soon as planned. It's just the subtle way. It should not be rash to catch a rabbit. Moreover, the rabbit is cute, beautiful, adorable too.

"Let's eat." With a sweet smile and a gentle gaze Bisma thrust out a plate of snacks. It contains various kinds of market snacks. But this is the famous bakery. Not the one in the parent market like Celine usually buys.

"Want more drinks?" Bhishma offers back.

Celine shook her head. "Thank you. I can't take long. Too often permission."

Bhishma looked at the pretty face in front of her. It's the same as before, not much has changed. It just looks more mature now. Celine's way of speaking was more organized, not as innocent as she used to be.

"Do you have a boyfriend?"

Celine looks up. Then shake. What does this man mean to ask that. What does this have to do with the parlor?

"I don't have time for a romantic story, sister. I'm busy working and taking care of the kids" she replied honestly.

That's a reality he can't deny. How strongly he wants to have a partner, is always defeated by the interests of the children who are the top priority.

During this time the man who approached him objected if he had to be involved with the affairs of the home. They just want to have Celine. For themselves. Do not want to be shaken with children at once.

For this reason Celine chose to settle with her loneliness. As long as he is healthy, he will try. Even if not given a soul mate, he will support children as best he can until death calls.

"Look. I have an offer for you. That too if you want. But I can't do it."

"Sister mean?" The girl did not understand.

"I'll give you a lucrative offer for you and your foster children." Of course it benefits me too. Cunning that he had in mind at the moment.

"What if I could know?"

"Next ..." Bisma shifted her seat towards Celine.

"Yes, Brother?"

"You know I like you. Maybe there was a little misunderstanding between us first. I'm sorry."

Celine nodded.

"I want to fix everything. You're still mad at me for having the scholarship revoked?"

"I've forgotten it, brother. That was a long time ago, wasn't it?" Answer Celine honestly.

"Look. I'm willing to be a donor at the parlor you manage. I'll also find a decent place to live for the kids." He said it seriously. His eyes stared hard trying to convince.

Did ya? Or ....

"Serious brother? I really need a donor. These few months are deserted."

"Yes, but I also want something given to me. Well, some kind of reciprocity and mutual benefit of us together." Bisma smiles.

The deg!

Suddenly Celine's feelings became unpleasant. What will happen?

"Sister mean?"

Come to papa, honey. Come to me.

"Look. You are not in contact with anyone right now. It means you are free. If I'm willing to be a regular donor for the parlor, do you want to be mine?" Bisma said it without hesitation.

Silent. Celine was in disbelief. Now what else is this?

"By brother? I don't understand."

"Yes, so it's mine. We're married."

Oh, naw!

"Sister already has a wife. I can't be ..."

"Ssttt .. think carefully. I'm giving you time."

"What do you expect of me, brother?"

"I want you to be my second wife." Damn it! Bisma said it clearly.

"You mean my brother's a big brother's mistress?" Suarany started to rise.

"Hey, calm down. I'm not done talking."

"Tell me don't be so convoluted!" snapped it. His patience is running out.

He already guessed. This guy still hasn't changed, sneaky.

"My wife is in Germany this year. He's finishing his S-2 research. Our son also took him. I'm here alone."

Celine took a breath. Crazy one!

"Then?"

"I'm a normal guy. Being away from my wife is not good. There's no place to share."

Celine swallowed. I understand the direction and meaning of this man's words.

"I'll make a deal. You're the same I've only been this year until he gets home. After it's free."

Goddamn bum!

"You mean what I mean? I need a bed warmer" he whispered.

Bed warmer? The insolent!

Celine stood up in anger.

"You have a grudge against me, my friend?"

Celine pointed at the man's chest loudly and boldly. No more saying "sister" in honor of the man.

"I have no revenge on you Celine." Bhishma returned the woman's gaze coldly.

"Then what do you want?"

"Do you know what I wanted to do before?" Next to his eyebrows raised. Challenging. Wanted you.

"I don't understand your way of thinking. It's filthy!"

"Hey. It's business. Win-win solutions. We are both held together. Why not?"

"Suck!" He cusses.

"That's it. Just accept my offer. You got that orphanage. I got ..."

Celine stepped out.

"Think about it, Celine. I'll give you one week. If you don't want to, then empty the house!" Bisma yells.

Blams. The door closed violently.