Biological Brother Love Story
I Don't Like It 2

Bisma let out a long sigh, “Don't be sad .. I don't hate it. In any case, you are my sister,” said Bisma flatly, only to want to comfort the heart of Ara who was offended.

Ara looked fixedly at Bhishma, making Bhishma feel somewhat confused as to what to do.

‘What ... does he want to hug me again? I've no power to hold back, if it's true he wants to hug me again, the inner’ of Bhishma, who is really very confused by the situation.

“Ara sleepy ...,” shriveled Ara, while rubbing her eyes slowly.

Bisma let out a long sigh, ‘Luck it .. she didn't hug me anymore. If he hugged me again, I couldn't help it,’ Inner Bhishma, who was really scared to know.

“Yes already, sleeping gih. Tomorrow we go to school again. Don't think of men! Inget, I deliberately recommend you to enter my school, so I can monitor the state of lo!” said Bisma, who felt she had to take care of Ara.

‘And so that I can get to know you even further,’ Inner Bhishma who comes to speak.

Bhishma could not say this to Ara.

‘Only in this way, I can continue to meet him. Whether at home, or at school, the inner’ of Bhishma, feel very happy to be able to do this together with Ara, together.

Ara nodded weakly, like she did not want to hear anything more from Bhishma. Bisma also understood, Ara must feel tired because of all day activities. So did he.

Bisma stroked Ara's hair briefly, then left her alone there.

‘I have to finish my business with papa. Otherwise, he would constantly disturb Ara,’ Inner Bhishma, who really should do just that.

***

Bisma returned to the dining room. Apparently, his father was still there. His father turned to Bhishma, who was looking at him. His gaze was always cold, when dealing with Bhishma.

‘How can I feel at home having a father like him? He alone never gave me warmth, the inner’ of bisma, who thoughtlessly sat down before him.

“Papa can't do this! Don't just show up in front of Ara like this. This is too surprising, isn't it?” ask Bhishma with a high initial tone.

His father looked at him, then put the cellphone he was holding, onto the dining table. Bhishma saw an annoyed look from him.

‘Looks ... he had enough of his patience in front of Ara. I have no problem with his overflowing emotions. I'm not scared at all!’ bisma, who had prepared everything before her father.

“What's wrong? Papa just wants to see Papa's son, really. In any case, Ara is still Papa's son!” he said in the same tone, and sounded completely innocent.

Bhishma narrowed her eyes even more, “For the woman, Papa has been willing to hurt my mother for years. Papa also made my mother's heart crumble! I never thought about my mom's feelings! Now, my mother is sick ... Papa doesn't want to come for him! Is it fast now papa come to visit Ara?”

THE PLAQUE!

One slap landed on Bhishma's left cheek. Bisma to the point of disbelief, her father did this to her, just because he was defending his own mother?

Bisma looked at him with a look of disbelief.

‘I? Obviously, won't budge on him!’ inner Bhishma, really very domineering this time.

“Bishma is better off dead, than having to keep quiet! My mother has been this bisma for 17 years! If Papa does not love his mother, why should Papa marry his mother? Why didn't Papa marry that whore?” ask Bhishma, the more.

His father looked increasingly furious, after hearing the words of Bhishma that sounded very rude. There was a slight shaky feeling in his heart.

‘I don't want to give up until here. I want to sue my mother's right to her!’ inner Bhishma, who really can't do anything at the moment.

“Bisma, Papa warn once again to be silent!” The tone is getting longer. He suddenly grabbed his left chest and seemed to lose control of himself.

“Aww...” Dad whimpered in pain, and sat on the floor. Meanwhile, Bhishma just looked at him coldly.

“Better, Papa is dead now,” Bisma down coldly.

His father looked like he was asking Bhishma for help, but Bhishma paid him no heed. He was lying stiff on the floor, completely motionless.

“Bisma ...,” says someone Bhishma knows is Ara.

Ara was seen squandering and squirming in front of her father. He cried bitterly, after seeing the condition of his father who had been stiffened.

“Bisma, why is it silent? Cepet take papa to the hospital!!” tell Ara, it sounds like she's very worried.

Bhishma took a deep breath, not knowing what to do.

“Why did you get it, bus? This is Papa dying, you know!” snapped Ara once more, making Bisma even more confused.

Ara's gaze sharpened towards Bisma, “If something happens to Papa, I won't excuse you, Bis!”

The words that Bhishma had just heard, made him very worried.

‘What is that big, the affection that Ara has for my father? Though ... I, whose only real child, wanted his death to be accelerated,’ Inner Bhishma, who was really very unexpected with what Ara was doing.

“Why do you even care about this bastard anyway, Ra? He has made me feel, and you are suffering! He's panting to death! Let him follow you there,” said Bisma with full emotion.

Bhishma was speechless, looking at Ara's attitude that had suddenly changed like that. He looked very upset, even more upset than his previous attitude.

Bisma a little trepidation looked at him, ‘It seems, my emotions invite her anger Ara,’ Inner Bhishma, really very confused by the circumstances.

Spontaneous Ara also glared at Bhishma, making Bisma rather daunted to look at her.

“Do not take my mother with you! You have no right to it, even mentioning its name you have no right to! So, don't you care about my mother anymore. And do you think I didn't hear all that you said just now, Papa? I'm beating everything, Bis! I'm horrified of it! My mother was a whore, just like you said. But I try to accept that fate, even though I occasionally complain about the destiny. Not like you, who still has not accepted your destiny. Try to imagine, if Papa did not make that mistake, I would not be in this world, Bus. You should see the silver lining!”