KARMAS
Very familiar with you

"Sleep" said Bisma after Mesya swallowed all the medicine.

"Where are you going??" Mesya saw Bhishma who wanted to get up from the chair next to him.

"There's a little bit of work to be done, so I'm just sitting on the couch. You take it easy, I'm not going anywhere"

Mesya immediately pursed his lips tightly. Mesya regretted asking such a question. It was too obvious that Mesya did not want Bhishma to leave him, and it was very embarrassing for Mesya.

"Rest!!"

Mesya was only able to obey, so he lowered his body to lie back on the narrow bed. But even though it was narrow like that, the bed he was in was clearly many times more soft than the bare bed in his house.

The night was getting late, for some reason Mesya's closed eyes were unable to sleep. The medicine he took did not react to anything either.

Many times Mesya glanced at Bisma who was still fiddling with the laptop that was brought by Ferry this afternoon.

"Can't sleep??" Mesya was surprised at the sudden question from Bhishma.

"I-iya" Although all day, Bhishma is always beside her, but can not reduce the nervousness when near Bhishma.

"Emmm, can I come out for a minute, sister??" Mesya was afraid that Bhishma would be angry at his request.

"Where are you?? it was already night time" Sure enough, that jasmine-like sharp gaze immediately greeted Mesya.

"I just want to get some strawberry flavored ice cream up front"

The bisma shut down the laptop quickly. It made Mesya faintly for fear that Bhishma was angry with him.

"There I am here, you should have used it. Why would you want to go out on your own??" In the past Mesya in Bhishma was no fear at all. But for now, just hearing such low-voiced Bhishma alone has made Mesya goosebumps.

"I-I'm afraid to trouble you" Mesya replied honestly.

Bhishma took a deep breath to throw off her sense of regret.

"But here!! Don't go anywhere, I'll go ahead" Bhishma grabbed her wallet and cell phone on the table.

"Yes"

"What else do you want to eat??"

"That's it Brother" Bisma nodded then passed out.

Mesya continued to look at the sturdy back until it slowly disappeared behind the door.

Until now Mesya still wonder why Bhishma can change like that. The gentle bisma when apologizing to him, was also the Bhishma who looked at him deeply.

If given how cruel Bhishma was then, at the time when the sanctity of Mesya was forcibly taken away, also when Bhishma firmly stepped on the hands of Mesiah, it was impossible for Bhishma to change without reason.

That's what makes Mesya still doubtful, he can not fully believe in Bhishma even though Mesya can see honesty in the eyes of Bhishma.

Shortly after, Mesya again saw Bisma enter his room carrying a plastic bag that must contain ice cream that Mesya wanted.

"Eat, it will melt" Bhishma opened the plastic bag she was carrying.

"It's a lot Sis" Mesya's eyes sparkled to see the food she so desired now was in front of her in various forms.

"I don't know which one you want. So I just take everything that feels like it" replied Bisma again sitting next to Mesya.

Mesya who these few months could never eat anything he wanted in an instant so happy even until his tears fell.

"Thank you for everything Brother Bhishma" The quivering voice of Mesya returned to touch the heart of Bhishma.

"Did she ask for something weird every night??"

Mesya nodded, then he remembered the incident during the night where Bisma's arm was hit by a knife from a thug who teased Mesya.

"Is your arm still hurting??" Mesya touched the arm of Kana Bisma who was still covered in the shirt.

But just like when Mesya put away his hand when Bhishma wanted to reach him. Bhishma is doing the same thing now.

"Why is my arm??" Bisma asked, not looking at Mesya.

"That night, I couldn't sleep. It was like eating green bean porridge. That's why I went out that night. I don't think there's a lot of goons out there hanging around at night. But it turns out that night, you came to help me for the first time"

"How can you be sure it's me??"

Mesya ventured himself to look into the sharp eyes that he so liked.

"Sister, I've liked you for so long. Just looking at the man's posture alone, even though his face was covered in a mask and a hat, I could tell that it was you. Your eyes that always look at me sharply also I have memorized even though that night you did not want to look at me at all. One more thing that makes me even more sure that it's you" Bhishma is still waiting for the words of Mesya to come out. Bhishma wanted to know how Mesya could recognize him that easily.

"I love the smell of your perfume, even though you don't just use one, but I've memorized the perfume you wear. I even know that you use one perfume only on Mondays"

Bhishma still could not believe that Mesya could know that much about himself. Even Alya never realized what perfume Bhishma used.

"Then how do you realize I've entered your house without permission?? Is it because of my perfume??" Guess the curious Bisma from that day on.

"At that time I really smelled your perfume so thick inside the house. It's impossible if it's just my hallucination. Somehow I'm sure that Sister Bisma did enter the house" Bisma was more curious, how much love Mesya had for her to get to know her so well. (Wear this Mas Bhishma!!! Obviously to bernai for Alya rich so it is still in doubt the magnitude of love Mesya rich what😤😤😤😤)

"So right, Sister Bisma when it entered the house??" Mesya just realized that.

"Hemmm" Bisma nodded.

"I've even seen you cry as if to call my name. Do you miss me so much??" Bhishma's eyes are looking for honesty from Mesya.

Mesya's white cheeks instantly blushed completely. He turned his face so that Bisma did not see her blushing.

Bisma smiled faintly looking at Mesya who looked timid at this moment.

"Yes??" Call the Bhishma who inevitably makes Mesya look.

"This is yours, I give it back. Sorry huh??"

Mesya stared at the rectangular flat object he recognized.

"I'm sorry I took it from you"

Mesya's face was clouded again because he remembered the evil of Bhishma at that time. While Masya was devastated by her Papa's departure, Mesya had to be evicted from home the same day. Even the Bhishma heartlessly seized all the insignificant things of Mesiah.

"I don't even remember about this phone" Mesya grasped his phone with a strange taste because during the moon's journey never held such an object.

Mesya slightly kept his phone away from Bisma because Mesya did not want Bisma to know the password of his phone.

"Not far away, besides I already know including all the contents in it"

Mesya's eyeballs almost came out because of Bhishma's words.