The Light for Mr. Bhishma

You, not Him.

"I blocked it. What do you want, you?"

Surya immediately turned his head, surprised and almost jolted at the presence of his brother-in-law there.

"Sir-Bisma, since when...."

"Since you haven't been in, I'm here. What do you want with the company's money?"

The angry face that was just now, immediately the fox bisma became a friendly face and full of smiles. Even though He knew, if Bhishma would never see that from him. But at least there's Daksha who always scouted there.

Surya immediately stepped up and approached Bisma, then sat next to her, "Look, Brother. Chesi began to need a lot. Milk should also be milk allergy, and it is expensive. For all supplies, clothes, pants, shoes and more. Jinan just wants the best for our daughter."

"Car?" he said with a flat face, but there was anger coming from his tone. Surya immediately glanced cynically at Daksha, but the man was just poking on his shoulder.

"That's.... My car's starting to fuss, brother. Sometimes having to get out of town round and round, sometimes jammed in the street." reason said again from the man's mouth. This time, without any meaningful response from Bhishma.

Surya began to get stale again, a familiar snob to reach for the heart even though it was actually so lazy when the blind Bhishma did not respond too much. He recounts all the development of Chesi, who is now active and begins to crawl making his mother always tired in looking after him. Moreover, he did not pay a nanny to help Jinan take care of his Chest.

Bhishma actually listened to it, until his longing appeared to the nephew. But he could no longer carry her as usual. In fact, usually Chesi is closer to himself in comparison with his own Papa who is always busy with no meaningful interests.

The chat was stopped, as Daksa discussed the timing for both. Due to eye control, the two left Surya in the office with a myriad of jobs.

"We made a deal at the restaurant. I'm gonna take you there, and I'm watching you from a distance. Don't fuck around,"

"What do you think I can do? Attacking him aggressively ?" hatchling Bisma. Daksha just shook her head, and helped Bisma into her car. He drove immediately, taking him to the meeting place.

Arrive at the restaurant. Daksa immediately brought back Bhishma to the place he had been boking since this morning. With a comfortable atmosphere, with a chair that will make you not too tired to sit there. Just wait for the girl, and they'll be sorry somehow.

"I can't imagine? Why am I so tense?" muttered Daksha, who was sitting with a lump of syrup in his grasp.

He stared at the atmosphere around which was quite crowded with visitors, until He saw a woman entering and approaching Bisma in his place. He immediately guessed, if the girl was the one waiting for Bhishma at this time.

"Cantil too. Charming Bhishma's taste, though can't see it's a girl." praises Daksha to the girl.

"Excuse me? Lord Bisma?" greet a girl. Bhishma let her sit down, and the girl immediately obeyed. Unfortunately, Bhishma's face looked flat and unequivocal as imagined. Daksha watched him from a distance and was a little anxious about it.

"Sir introduce, I...."

"You are not Him." said Bisma, instantly making Nanda nervous and trembling. How can a man without seeing but recognizing the man he is waiting for.