Destiny Brings Love

Not the son of Bhishma

Billa opened her eyes slowly, she got out of her sleep and sat down to collect her life. She faintly saw Bhishma who had just returned from the mosque performing the dawn prayer.

Seen because Bisma is still wearing a sarong and peci.

"are you awake, Bill? Take a shower! Pray for dawn!" exclamation Bisma later.

"why do you pray? Is God going to forgive you?" billa asked dismissively.

Bisma smiled at Billa's question. He sat next to Billa.

"i am sure that if we really want to change, God will forgive our sins of the past. As long as we always believe, try and continue to pray." Bhishma replied with a smile. Billa did not answer.

"i believe that if God is ever forgiving, he will grant the prayers of every servant. The proof was do'a me all this time to have you materialized." he continued.

Billa gaping to hear the words of Bisma, he did not expect that the annoying Bhishma could think that mature.

"already, let's take a shower first. It'll be noon!" then shouted.

Bhishma went back and opened the scabbard, letting Billa fight with her thoughts about Bhishma.

***

Early in the morning Papa and Rafael were getting ready to go to the hospital to do a check up.

Aunt Vera decided to go back to sleep after their departure and told Billa to do some homework.

Bhishma had just gone to see the house that he was going to occupy had reached the extent of its construction.

Bisma invites Billa to come with her, but Billa refuses because she has to do all the housework this morning.

While he was cleaning the dining table, he accidentally nudged and dropped a teapot that was still filled with water.

Instantly the broken glass united with a puddle of water on the floor.

Billa was very surprised when he saw that, fortunately his stepmother was still sleeping otherwise he would be furious because the teapot was a gift from Aunt Windi when he returned from Europe.

He thought about getting it done before his mother took off.

Bill rushed to the back porch to bring a mop and skier.

***

Aunt Vera was forced to wake up from her sleep because she felt like urinating.

He staggered over still drowsiness, but suddenly his eyes became wide in shock as the floor turned slippery and he fell to his knees.

Moreover, he felt pain in his buttocks and palms as a result of shards of shard that fused with the water hurt him.

He grimaces in pain.

Billa hurriedly returned with his equipment, he was very surprised when he saw his stepmother who had fallen down where he broke the teapot earlier.

Billa felt that something bad was going to happen, her feelings started to feel bad.

Aunt Vera saw Billa standing while staring at her, her emotions peaked.

He thinks that Bill is responsible for all of this.

While enduring the pain, Aunt Vera tried to stand up.

"hey! You!" sentak aunty Vera.

Billa bit her lower lip, it's over this time.

His stepmother would not have released him so easily.

Bill immediately approached her intending to apologize.

"sorry Billa, ma! Billa did not accidentally break the teapot" said Billa when he arrived in front of Aunt Vera.

"is it so easy to apologize? Look at my hands, my ass. This all hurt? You want to do me a wretch?" said aunt Vera with excitement.

Billa was stunned when she heard his snaps.

"do you want revenge on me? You look at me like this? Or do you want to kill me?" ask her with a tone that is getting higher.

"no, ma! How could Billa want to fuck mama? Billa apologized, Billa was not really intentional." he said again.

His eyes began to turn red, but as much as possible he held back his tears from coming out.

He didn't want to waste his tears anymore just for something this trivial.

"subsidiary basis***g a**r, do you know this is a genuine teapot from Europe? You work your whole life so p****r will also not be able to go to Europe and change this teapot" said Aunt Vera harshly.

Holy hooch! Just because of an inanimate object, again Billa got insulted. Her stepmother always concerned linking everything with the fault of Billa that one.

Billa ventured to fight the words of her stepmother,

he didn't care what Aunt Vera would do to him.

His patience was already exhausted, he no longer wanted to be humiliated and humiliated.

"adequate, ma! Mama can't insult Billa anymore, the teapot has no feelings, she won't feel pain. While Billa? Billa has a heart mah, Billa cape constantly mama humbled like that. Billa feels like mama just like the teapot has no feelings, mama is not a human, but an inanimate object!" said Billa who tried to match the tone of Aunt Vera.

Plaque!

One slap landed smoothly on Billa's left cheek.

Aunt Vera slapped him with all her might, she was really angry to get resistance from Billa, she also did not accept being called an inanimate object.

Instantly the clear liquid that had been trying to hold Billa so as not to come out finally spilled too.

Her heart was really sick, her stepmother treated her like a stray cat on the street.

"how dare you now fight me? Do you have a husband now? Dare to? Huh uh?" said aunt Vera while pushing Billa's shoulder rough.

Billa was very surprised.

Let him feel how painful it is to be hit by a shard of shard, thought Aunt Vera.

"aww, sick ma!" billa said reflexes when the shard pierced some parts of his legs and hands.

Instantly the clear water that was pooled turned red fused with blood coming out of some parts of Billa's hands and feet.

Her crying is getting worse.

It feels so painful.

"you are rasain yourself, what am I rasain now. If you try to do me any harm, I will reply you more evil than you do." said aunty Vera.

Billa did not answer, she just cried while enduring the pain of being hit by the shard.

Bisma was stunned when she saw his wife being treated harshly by Aunt Vera, she saw clearly when Aunt Vera slapped and pushed Billa.

He had come back home only to pick up his phone that was left behind, but Bisma instead saw the incident that he was very inexhaustible.

Bisma half ran to Billa, she was afraid of something unwanted happening to her wife and child-to-be.

"Bill, are you okay?" bisma asked, she crouched down to match Billa's position, she looked very panicked when she saw Billa's blood splattered.

Billa was still crying while shrinking her eyes carelessly.

"astaga! Your hand was hurt" he said later.

Bisma turned to look at Aunt Vera who was looking at her with a sour look while she was on her waist.

Bisma helped Billa to stand up.

"mama why the hell? Did your mom ever want to change? Why is mom always like Billa? Mama really-gener's heart. Where's mama's heart?" bisma asks who is trying to control her emotions.

"hey! You didn't see? I was the first one he did. He deliberately wants revenge on me." revenge Aunt Vera.

"but Billa didn't accidentally ma!" billa said with a trembling voice.

"alah, don't scold you. It's all clear that you are vengeful for me and this is how you avenge you" said Aunt Vera.

"Billa never thought like that, ma! Mama who always thought badly of Billa." replied Billa.

"ma, bisma please, don't do this. Bisma did not have the heart to see Billa constantly treated like this." said Bisma.

"just keep a woman g***l this, you will already marry her. He was p****r, there was a stomach that did not know whose child, so many men he served" said aunt Vera.

Jem!

His words were very piercing in Billa's heart, as if the mouth of her stepmother had torn her heart apart.

What Aunt Vera said was all wrong, Billa is not the woman she said she was.

Billa shook her head, she was already unable to resist all the accusations of Aunt Vera.

Bisma was silent to hear his words, I don't know what was in his mind.

Has he been incited by Aunt Vera's words? Will Bhishma believe all his words and will hate Billa as much as Aunt Vera?

"i guarantee you'll be sorry you've been deadbeat, you'll be sorry for your whole life after realizing how cheap this woman is" said Aunt Vera.

Bisma took a deep breath, a second later she started to approach Billa and grabbed her hand.

"we're curing your hands now, yeah!" bisma said with her soft voice.

Billa looked at her with a strange look, why was she not affected by Aunt Vera's words and remained gentle towards her.

Aunt Vera snorted bitterly because Bhishma was not consumed with her words, thinking how to make Bhishma hate Billa and make their marriage ruined.

"inget, the one in her stomach is not your child. I suggest you divorce him as soon as possible before you are even more disappointed later" said aunt Vera provoked.

Billa returned to shed her tears, her stepmother was absolutely heartened to incite Bisma.

Billa felt that he had been trampled before Bhishma, he was very ashamed.

"don't listen to what he says, let's go!" bisma said half-whispering to Billa, she also pulled Billa's hand.

Billa immediately brushed off Bisma's hand.

"before I am Bhishma, I do not pantes treated gini." said Billa.

Bisma turned her back to face Billa.

"what do you mean? You must not be influenced by the words of your mother." replied Bhishma.

"what are you doing to survive? What if what my mom said was true? What if this kid isn't your son?" billa asked with eyes that hardly looked so swollen.

Aunt Vera smiled cynically at Billa's words, finally the boy knew himself too.

"No Bill, I'm sure it's my son." - Reply to Bhishma.

"but that's the truth, my friend, this is not your child. I don't know whose child this is either." Billa replied, her crying broke again after saying those words.

He had to say that so that Bhishma would not hope for him again.

She wants what Aunt Vera hopes to do again parting ways with Bhishma.

Bisma was very astonished by Billa's words, how could she possibly say that.

Though it was clearly he who had taken away the sanctity of Billa.

Bhishma began to grab Billa's hand so that she would calm down a little.

"no, Bill. I believe in you. That is my son." said Bisma.

"no, this is not your child. If you believe the same I should you also believe that this is not your child." jolted Billa while brushing out Bhishma's hand.