When Talak Has Spoken

Chapter 73 The Arrival of Uninvited Guests

How could the woman he was trying to avoid know where he lived. Though he never gave the address of every meeting that occurred between the two.

They last met at his apartment the day before his departure back to Indonesia. Siska came with some of her female friends to just say goodbye.

Perhaps in the eyes of another man his figure was very perfect. But for Bisma who is still reluctant to open up, the presence of Siska like most women he meets in his daily activities.

“Assalamu’alaikum mas Bisma,” the spoiled voice of Siska immediately perched in his sense of hearing as soon as he opened the door.

“Wa’alaikumussalam,” Bisma trying to be friendly when dealing with women whose appearance is always fresh and spoil the eyes that look at him.

“Sorry mas, do not tell me to play here,” Siska said with an uncomfortable feeling.

He knew that Bhishma did not like sudden visits from anyone. But if not ‘gercep’ he is worried that women who queue outside there will close their steps to move closer to the ‘duren palm’.

“Gak pa-pa's. Please sit down,” Bisma answered casually to invite Siska to sit in a lounge chair on the terrace of her shady home.

“I was new nyampe three days ago,” Siska started a conversation.

“Having finished his studies?” Bisma eventually gets into a pleasantry with Siska who tries to attract her attention.

It was also impolite for him to let the guest keep quiet without speaking, at least asking him for news.

“Udah dong. Moreover pursued papa to complete the study,” Siska spoke with her voice that sounded spoiled, “now billed papa to immediately give a grandson.”

Bisma did not respond directly to Siska's remarks. He knew the implied message of the speech that came out of the red-light lips.

“Excuse us, mayu .... “ Bu Rutum arrived in front of the two bringing warm tea and snacks that are always available in the house.

“Still,“ Siska replied coldly without looking at bu Rinum.

“Thank you ma'am,” Bhishma looked at bu Rumumah while nodding her head.

He felt uneasy over the conduct that Torment showed to the man who had worked and devoted a lifetime to his family.

Hearing the quiet and polite voice of Bisma to her maid made Siska immediately look at Rumah who had walked away from them both.

He felt his attitude just made Bisma so ‘lllfeel’. The friendly face was stiff, as was the beginning of their meeting at the embassy in London.

“Mas, can I take a ride to the toilet?” Siska started to plan something.

Seeing Siska's agitated behavior, she inevitably allowed him to enter the house.

As she began to enter the room, Siska's eyes circled the spacious living room. Various all-round furniture ‘lux’ meets almost the entire contents of the room.

In his heart he clucked in awe over the interior that filled the house of the man who had already entered his target in the future. Not wrong he dropped his heart on Bisma, a duren who works as an ASN and also a tea plantation businessman.

The blessing of his parents was already he cantongi. Moreover, with the power and material that his father had, it was easy for him to investigate the status and origin of Bhishma.

Even with the status of widower who is now attached to the established man, but because of the family effort they have made Wirya Dinata finally fulfill the desire of the princess to get the prince of her dreams.

The smooth path to starting a relationship is already laid. It was only his efforts that had to be harder to make the cold man fall in love. Many plans were playing out in his brain for the established man to fall in his arms.

“Please .... “ Bhishma gives instructions to Siska to a special toilet made for guests who stop at his house, “I wait on the terrace.”

Almost half an hour of Bhishma waiting on the terrace, Siska did not appear to meet him. With a sigh he got up from the chair and entered the room again.

While walking to the family room, he said he heard a conversation and a light laughter coming from the kitchen. He became curious about the atmosphere that felt crowded than usual.

“Aden ... “ bu Rutum feel bad to see the Bhishma that appears in the kitchen, what else he knows his employer is very unhappy with foreigners who are free to go in and out of his house.

“Mas, sorry yes ... I was straying to the pantry of your house,” Siska can see the cold aura that emanates on the face of the man who now always accompanies his night daydreams.

Bisma scrunched up her eel by putting a flat face on Siska. He did not want the young woman to do as she pleased. It has limits and rules of the game that no one should break.

“Mother is done cooking?” Bisma asked firmly.

“I .. yes den .... “ bu Rutum answered stammeringly.

 “This is not the fault of mother, mas.” Siska tried to quell the anger on Bhishma's face.

“Sorry dr. Siska. Please do not disturb the workers who carry out their duties in this house,” Bhishma said firmly.

“Hey, what's the fuss?” suddenly a new voice came to stop the tension.

“Nyonya ... “ bu Rumumah was surprised to see Nurita was already in front of him with Mayang standing behind her.

“Mamaa .... “ Bhishma was surprised to realize that her mother and sister had already reached home even standing before her.

“Tante ... “ quickly Siska walked up to Nurita and directly reached out her hand to shake hands.

Nurita was surprised to see a stranger in her kitchen. In his mind it is now clear that Bhishma has started a serious relationship with the young woman with her very fashionable look.

“I Fransiska .. “ with a feeling of pleasure Siska shook the hand of a parobaya woman who still looked at her with a wrinkled eel.

“Mama Bhishma, Nurita .... “ Nurita also tried to be polite to women who now look at her hear a sparkling look.

“This is Mayang right?” Siska was a friendly snob that made Mayang smile cynically in response to her presence in their home.

He believes the young woman is trying to hook her only child who is still alone. Moreover, from the movements it has been seen that the woman can justify all the ways to approach the bisma that remains as cold as the refrigerator.

Without responding to Siska's words, Mayang rolled his eyeballs in another direction. As a good woman and sister, she does not want Bhishma to take the wrong step if she chooses a partner who only sees the material as a yardstick in a relationship.

“Mama and mbak Mayang rest first,” Bisma trying to unravel the ice that occurred, because Mayang did not respond to the hospitality displayed Siska.

Feeling uncomfortable with the arrival of the Bhishma family, Siska finally resigned. He can see the hostility displayed by the beautiful face of the sister of Bisma.

“I excuse me aunt, mbak and mas Bisma ... “ Siska trying to show her best smile.

“Lho, don't come to lunch?” Nurita was uncomfortable with Mayang's cynical attitude of not greeting Siska.

“Sorry aunt, it happens that papa is at home and wants to hang out with her son and daughter-in-law,” Siska said meekly and well-mannered.

“Good boy ... “ Nurita nods her head in return for the courtesy that the young woman in front of her shows.

He did not want to comment on Bhishma. If the young woman is indeed the choice of her son, she only gives her best blessing and prayer so that her son's choice gives her happiness and peace of life.

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Bisma did not expect Siska to return to the event held by his mother and Mayang for the completion of his education and the mutation of his duties in a new place located in the city of Bogor.

Though he only contacted Jayusman, as the most meritorious person for his mutation submission in DPMPTSP Bogor city. But with confidence Siska came with her father who happened to still not return to Bandung.