When Talak Has Spoken

Chapter 87 Guest Lunch Hours

His handsome face that was revealing a smile immediately wryly, realizing that the people he loved were not in the room.

“Mas, I want to bill an appointment when we are in London,” spoiled voice Siska interrupted Bisma.

The annoyed face of the actions of the little boy who was dirtying his clothes instantly lost sight of the handsome face that was present with a masculine scent that inhaled his sense of smell.

Reluctantly, Bisma shook her body beside her smiling mother with a meaningful look at her.

“Mama did not expect your relationship to be that close,” Nurita said kindly.

He must hear the certainty of both sides to easily make decisions in the future. His prayer will always accompany the steps of his sons to be given happiness until they return to the divine lap.

“So for what we waste time again, immediately just inaugurate the relationship of Siska and Bhishma,” Wirya said excitedly to hear Nurita's words that bring fresh air to him.

Bhishma was surprised to hear the talk that had gone too far. He never made a commitment and promised anything to dr. Siska, he has to straighten things out.

“Sorry sir, I and doctor Siska until now do not have any relationship,” said Bisma firmly while looking at Siska sharply.

He did not want their parents to be misunderstood, because he already had his own plans for his future.

Nurita was surprised to hear Bisma's straightforward remarks that refuted Wirya's words. How could he have trusted the judgment of others more, while his own son rejected what they had said.

Siska's feelings become uncomfortable over the firmness of Bhishma. But he's not desperate. His father and mother Nurita will be his allies to gain the heart of Bhishma. He will not give up before fighting with all the abilities he has.

“The relationship or relationship can be built with the passage of time. Papa will be very supportive of your efforts in that direction,” a sharp look full of intimidation is clearly drawn on the face of Wirya hearing the words of Bhishma.

“Sorry sir, I have no plans to restart. I hope you and dr. Siska respects my decision,” firmly Bisma with a sharp gaze towards Siska who is still looking at her expectantly.

Wirya clenched her fingers annoyed at the reply of the well-established man in front of her who did not feel trepidation over all the words or body language she showed. Just this time he met a man who dared to go against the flow and was not pro with what he said.

“Mas need not be too serious to respond to the words papa,” Siska began to soften.

He should keep ‘image’ in front of the soft-hearted camer. His leg nudged his papa's leg to lower the tension. They need to be good at playing a role.

“My arrival and papa just want friendship. We happen to be in Surabaya. Papa this guy is busy ma ..”

Wirya immediately responded with her daughter code. He took a slow breath to throw away the annoyance that so culminated with the cold and stubborn attitude displayed by the man who was very coveted by his beloved daughter.

Nurita looked at the parobaya man in front of her who seemed to waste breath many times. He unraveled a friendly smile at the young woman who in his eyes looked so excited.

“True mbakyu. On Monday I have to go to Batam,” sound Wirya back to low mode, “I took a friendmi here because of curiosity with my daughter ..”.

Nurita frowned at Wirya's speech, whose gaze now turned to Bisma, who remained relaxed, hearing the conversation that was happening in front of her.

“Mbakyu knows, whose name is a girl who is in the country of people... will be many pranksters who try to tease him...”.

He had to follow his daughter's rhythm. There was never a word of failure in his life. And he hopes that the best results will be obtained, even though for now he has to give up.

Nurita only mangosteen without any desire to comment on Wirya's words.

“... son Bhishma was the only man he trusted during their nearly three years together in London.”

“I think dr. Siska overestimates,” cut Bisma fast, “All the friends I know are well all and can be trusted. Because our existence there carries the good name of the nation and country.”

He does not want any more misunderstandings between them. He is tired of facing the stubbornness of Wirya and dr. Siska who uses the kindness of her mother.

“That's what my daughter admires from myself son of Bhishma,” Wirya does not want to lose.

Nurita realized, if Wirya's speech did lead to misleading opinions. He only listened to the words of Wirya who now began to shift the topic of conversation.

“Mah, no pa-pa right if I often play here,” Siska began to shift the direction of the conversation.

“Gak pa-pa. After all, we are always welcome and welcome with open arms whoever is Bhishma's friend,” Nurita nodded her head.

“Pak Wirya, dr. Siska please continue the conversation. I have an appointment with my daughter to take her outside ..” Bisma said flatly while glancing at the clock on her wrist.

He will talk to Nurita, hoping that parobaya women can be invited to work together. What else he began to know the past of Bhishma who failed because of the betrothal of both parents.

Because it had entered the lunch hour, inevitably Nurita finally offered Wirya and Siska who were still fun to tell about their respective hobbies.

The knock on the door of the room after the departure of Dimas made Ajeng stop his activities tying Lala's hair. He walked to the door and grabbed his knob.

The bisma waited at the door of the room. When the door opened, he saw Ajeng was neat with two bags arranged beside the door. He scrunched his head.

“Mother and Lala .. “ unfinished Bhishma speaks ...

“Daddy .... “ Lala got out of bed and ran over to the father.

Hup!

Bisma quickly grabbed her now beautiful daughter with a gentle fragrance indulging her sense of smell.

“Daddy's daughter is as beautiful and fragrant as this go?” bisma's question was directed at her daughter but her eyes looked at Ajeng who was standing with his flat highlight.

“You came home dad,” Lala answered frankly.

Bhishma's gaze pointed sharply at Ajeng. He believes their conversation makes women who he has now locked his name in the heart deliberately avoid their togetherness.

“Lho, oma says tomorrow afternoon her home. Now I want to take Lala down the road first ..”

Ajeng returned the gaze of Bhishma with a look of dislike. He must be firm so that the sand man in front of him does not play tricks on him.

“Sorry her father Lala, Mr. Naryo is almost there. I tomorrow there is an impromptu schedule with the chairman of PKK Malang city that can not be canceled just like that,” Ajeng asserted with a flat look without looking away from the face of Bisma.

Bisma sighed. He had to give up in order to achieve a more glorious victory. His gaze turned to Lala who was still in the sling.

Crutches ...

“He he .... “ Lala laughs at the sound that comes from her stomach.

“Wah daddy's daughter is hungry huh?” Bhishma could not help but smile at the behavior of her little daughter.

Ajeng could not hide the smile of seeing Lala nodding at her father's question. He also realized this was indeed a lunch hour that he should not miss.

“Alright baby, now we eat first,” said Bisma softly while lowering Lala from the sling, “Mother also come to eat.”

Bhishma was still waiting for the unmoving Ajeng from his current standing position. There's still something he has to do.

“His and Lala go down first. I'll catch up later,” reject Ajeng.

He did not want Nurita to misunderstand their closeness. All was over, he did not want to build a dream from the rubble that had been destroyed.

Bisma is again surprised to see Wirya and dr. Siska is now at the dinner table and has a casual conversation with her mother.

“Eh, beautiful grandson oma ...”  Nurita was surprised to see Bisma who was holding Lala was already in the dining room.

“The granddaughter of this laper. Want to eat good-tasting ... “ said Bisma relaxed.

Wirya and Siska were surprised to see Bisma in front of them with the little girl she snapped earlier. The two looked at each other.

“Pak Wirya, dr. Siska, meet my granddaughter .... “ Nurita gets up from the chair followed by Wirya and Siska.

Suddenly Lala immediately retreated and took refuge behind Bisma's body by hugging her father's knee.

“Why baby?” Bisma was surprised by her daughter's seemingly frightened behavior.

Lala shook her head with a downcast face. The trauma of the two adults still lingering in his mind.

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