
"Until one day I.. Tired waiting.. Maybe I'm too stupid.. My dad and I in Singapore rented a simple house. The important thing is that me and Papa are safe and able to calm down to do my treatment.. While Mama stayed because at that time, my brother in Germany was sick. So Mama has to take care of grandpa and can't come with me and papa to Singapore.
"Day day.. I was met by the doctor who treated me.. They did everything they could to get me to talk.."
Flashback on Small Bisma.
"Bisma darling.. This is Dr. Lou.. He'll try to help you talk, baby.." Say Rafa softly to Bhishma. The bisma can only nod.
"Callo.." Sweepings.
Treatment of Bisma went well. Sometimes Rafa also contacts Marry to say the progress of Bhishma treatment. Marry was delighted to hear of any progress for Bhishma. And for that reason Rafa and Bhishma are longer in Singapore.
Not to mention that Bhishma does like the country. A city-state with busyness and with great technology is also great that attracts the attention of Bhishma.
The bisma often smiles and even shows a row of white teeth. That made Marry happy in Germany.
Usually let alone talk, Bhishma smiled rarely but after seeing this progress Marry was sure that his handsome son would soon become himself.
If there is no meeting with the Doctor, Rafa will not want to bring Bisma to his company in Singapore. It is only a branch, and still very small but precisely this small company requires a lot of hard work to become a big company later.
The bisma innocently followed the Papa to his workplace. Left in a private room. Tired of the toys in her bag, Bisma opened the closet there. Hope there is a toy or device that can be played.
But it is neither a device nor a toy. Except for the clothes on the board that were there. The bisma brain is spinning.
"It's certain to change clothes if papa's language because of the rain like me who is often wet, where my clothes are.." thought a 12-year-old boy.
The bisma closed the closet door. And he turned to the door next to him again. There's more surprising thing about Bhishma. And there are things that he does not know what their function is.
"Maybe have a mother.."
Very thin and open, clothes that damage the eyes of Bhishma. Fortunately, at that time, he did not know its usefulness.
The bisma saw something else was there too.
"Is this a balloon..?"
"Eehhh kok gini shape..?" The bisma asked in her heart.
Long oblong shape. Bisma started biting her lips in fear.
Quickly little Bhishma threw the balloon he blew into the trash.
He wanted to ask Papa but he did not have the courage to go that far.
One month later, Bisma and Rafa are still living in Singapore and are far from Marry.
Today it was raining heavily, Rafa took someone to his house. The bisma accompanied by his maid just kept quiet and did not want to ask much. Though Maid must have understood who the beautiful girl Rafa brought.
"Bism.. It's Aiko.. Papa's co-worker.. He's Papa's secretary in your company, you must have seen him." Rafa.
"He'll stay here tonight.. Outside the rain and the storm.. So Papa just brought Aiko to our house.."
"Hey.." Say hello to girls in white, long and shed black hair, narrow eyes and nose pointed, petite but has a prominent part.
Bhishma swallowed his saliva with great difficulty. Then he nodded in understanding.
"Papa will take Aiko to her room first huh.. Eat a lot of.." Rafa.
Bhishma just nodded once more to signify he agreed.
Rafa and the girl climb the stairs, Bhishma's eyes can't escape the two. It was as if he had already put his suspicions on the girl.
"Master.. Eaten it.." Call Maid Bisma.
Until night comes. Bisma can't sleep, Rafa comes to say good night to her as usual.
"My dear.. Rest yes.. Have a good sleep.. Outside of the heavy rain.. Luckily, I brought Aiko home, if not.. Maybe you didn't come home because it was raining.." Oceh Rafa's.
Bism..