KARMAS

You are the owner of my heart

Bhishma had never let go of his hand at Mesya since he came out of the examination room earlier. Not even Bhishma could remove the smile that continued to be etched on her lips.

Mesya who felt beside Bhishma, actually enjoyed the handsome face with satisfaction. It used to be just the steady back of Bhishma that he could see. But now he could be beside Bhishma, walking parallel to her with hands clasping each other. Occupy the position of Alya that once made Mesya envious.

But Mesya's heart immediately realized if he was only a substitute Alya.

"No, a substitute is faster than my current position?? If the replacement means he can shift Alya's position in Kak Bisma's heart. But I'm not, I'm just someone who was accepted by Sister Bisma because she was forced by circumstances"

"Where do you want to eat??" Bisma's question disperse Mesya's daydreams.

Mesya seemed to think for a moment. Any food can get into his stomach.

"Eat the fried rice with the map" replied Mesya a little embarrassed.

"Huh?? You sure?? You suffer petai??" Bhishma replied because he himself had never tried the food.

"No idea, have never tried but pingin from yesterday" Mesya did not know it cravings or not that definitely eat fried rice with a mixture of green petai made him swallow.

"You crave??" Bhishma again showed her alluring smile.

"I don't understand you either, sister"

"Yes, let's find fried rice petai according to the request of our child"

Bhishma actually did excessive physical touch on Mesya's knees. Errata, not the excessive Bhishma, but the heart of Mesya who had descended into the intestine because now Bisma embraces Mesya's shoulder to walk towards his car.

"Where is Sya's place?? You know what??" Bisma continued to drive her car slowly while looking for a place that provided the food that Mesya wanted.

"Near the city park there is Kak. I was there at the sale"

Bisma starts driving her car to the spot that Mesya showed her.

"Park here only, brother, we continue to cross. There is no parking space" Mesya said.

The bisma who didn't really understand the area just obeyed what Mesya said.

"Come!!" Bhishma grabbed Mesya's hand as soon as the pregnant woman got out of her car.

Mesya seems to have to learn to get used to simple touches like Bhishma does today.

Mesya could not refuse the warm hand. He was just following the steps of the Bhishma who would take him across the street.

"I order first, don't you have to be spicy??"

"Yes Brother"

Mesya continued to stare at Bhishma's back that was drifting away to order food.

Mesya's mind again remembered about the photo of Alya still attached to Bhishma's phone. Since then Mesya did look ordinary and seemed to forget the incident earlier. But in his heart actually Mesya continued to feel something that made his heart suddenly feel pain.

Mesya was so disappointed, but only with the gentle treatment of Bhishma to him, Mesya again lulled by the circumstances. If that continues, Mesya is not sure of the unclear relationship they are in.

Mesya is pregnant with the child of a man who does not love him, while Mesya love dies with the man, then the man wants to take responsibility even though he is still learning to forget his lover, his love, then Mesya would not live together without love.

"Huuffft..." Mesya breathed his rough breath. It's really complicated the problems of life and love right now.

"Why?? You tired??" The arrival of Bhishma made Mesya throw away all of his tangled, thread-like thoughts.

"A little bit" Mesya replied, clenching his thumb and index finger which managed to make Bisma smile.

Shortly after, the order for the two of them came. Petai fried rice corresponding to the Mesya shadow.

"No, I'm just this. Somewhat horrified to see it, let alone smell it" Bhishma grimaced at the food she had never tried.

"Yes already" Mesya began to taste his fried rice. The first feed made Mesya feel something he had never tasted before from any food. It's a little weird because it's the first time, but Mesya likes it.

"Sir Bhishma ever eat on the roadside rich in gini??" Ask Mesya because he saw a Bhishma that was not uncomfortable though.

"It used to be the same Alya. He prefers a place to eat on the side of the road rather than in an expensive restaurant. That also made me like it more. She was so different from the women out there. Alya's simplicity became an attraction for me. I think in this day and age, it would be hard to find a woman like Alya" Bhishma unknowingly talked about all the things from Alya's side that she liked in front of Mesya.

Bhishma was not aware that her praise of Alya had hurt the hearts of others.

"Why with me?? It's not like I've been prepared for this. Didn't I already know that Sister Bisma only loves Alya?? Then why can't my heart hear her praising Alya in front of me like this?? Who am I??" Mesya protested to himself.

"Truely said you brother. It would be hard to find a woman like Alya. In this world, even if there were similar faces, but for his attitude and disposition would definitely never be the same. But I'm sure that all women must have their own charms. It all depends on which side you look at it from" Mesya replied calmly, though his heart was actually rumbling at the moment.

"Yes, I...." Again the new bisma was awakened by his words.

"I'm done, brother. The portions are too many, so I'm not finished. I'll ask for this in packs. Brother Bisma spent the food first" Not only cut the words of Bisma, but now Mesya moved to bring a plate of fried rice that just reduced by a few spoons.

Bhishma made no sound, she realized the mistake she made. Although Mesya showed no anger at all, but Bisma knew that Mesya must be hurt and tried to avoid it.

"Stupid!! Why can't I control my own mouth!!" Bisma cursed herself.

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When he got home, Mesya still remained silent as before on the way home. Mesya preferred to close his eyes even though he did not sleep for a second. He felt, it was the right thing to reduce the awkwardness of both of them.

"Messiah!!" Bhishma grabbed Mesya's wrist as the woman entered the house.

"I know you're trying to avoid me, right??" Bisma was furious because Mesya had silenced her since.

"No, brother, I'm just tired"

"My tired heart Brother" continued Mesya in his heart.

"Lied!! I know you were hurt by my words, right?? That's why you've been quiet since" Bhishma still urges Mesya to confess her feelings.

"Sister!!"

"Are you angry with me??"

"Take off Brother!!" Mesya tried to release the hand of Bhishma that was getting tighter and tighter gripping him.

"Jawab Shay, don't dodge like a child like this!!" The voice of bisma is a bit high.

"YEAH I'M ANGRY!!" Bentak Mesya's. Bisma was flabbergasted because she had not seen Mesya that angry since many months ago.

"I'm angry I'm upset with you!! I told you that our relationship will not end well if your heart is never open to me. I also told you that the form of responsibility you can give should not be married!! But it was you who always convinced me to live together. You're the one who asked me to see your seriousness. Butwhat?? You subconsciously often break my trust if you're really serious. I know I have no right like this because in your heart there is never a..."

GREPPP.....

"Sorry" Lirih Bisma when Mesya was in his arms.

"You have every right to be angry because you are already the owner of my heart Shay"