KARMAS
I don't want anyone else

After getting what he wanted from Mesya, Ferry returned to the office by late afternoon. He wanted to see the current state of Bhishma. After leaving Bisma in such a state of chaos, making Ferry feel worried.

Without knocking on the CEO's door, Ferry just walked in. His net instantly caught the figure of a man who had not changed his position since last afternoon. Still in his chair with his condition in disarray.

"Gue brought Boss lunch" Ferry put a packet of food behind Bhishma. Because the man was sitting facing the window.

"Gue isn't hungry" Bhishma replied quietly.

"It's up to you to torture yourself" Ferry chose to sit in the most comfortable place in the room.

After meeting Mesya, and knowing the truth if the two of them are indeed experiencing the same dream now Ferry so think, actually fate what is playing with them.

"Actually your feelings are the same Mesya is currently rich what Boss??" Bisma was stunned because Ferry suddenly asked about her feelings.

"Gue doesn't know Fer, but when a few days don't see him I can't calm down. My heart ached when I received rejection from him. Especially when he blatantly avoids me, my chest feels stuffy Fer. I can't describe my feelings, which is clear I'm a man not karu-karu rich gini" Bisma ruffled his hair rough until the neat hair became messy.

"Lo fell in love with Mesya??"

Degs...

Bhishma touched her chest which felt trembling due to her rapid heartbeat.

"But what if it's just a momentary love??"

"Well ask me, you yourself are already rich people g*la raging because of the woman"

"But I tormented away from him Fer. I was angry when he said he wanted to forget me.Gue did not like to see him smile but his eyes watered like that time. I don't know what that feeling is"

"If Alya??"

Bisma touched his chest again. There was no more vibration in there like when Ferry mentioned Alya's name.

"Is it possible that a feeling that has grown for ten more years could be lost in the blink of Fer's eye??"

Ferry already understood how Bhishma felt at this time after hearing the answer about her feelings for the two women.

"It may not seem impossible because God changed it. The proof, you can fall in love with Mesya just because of the dream, right?"

"Love??" Ask Bisma.

"Is it true that Ferry said it's love?? I love Mesya more, not Alya??"

"But how is your marriage with Alya already in front of the Boss' eyes?? If you weren't sure from the start, why did you have to go so far?? Don't you think about Alya's feelings??"

Bisma confirmed Ferry's speech. He didn't think long of it, that his decision would hurt Alya.

"Gue admit that I was wrong. At that time, I made this decision. I only want to provoke Mesya's confession by marrying Alya. But in fact Mesya still remains silent until now"

Ferry was flabbergasted because of the confession of Bhishma.

"So this is the reason you met Alya's parents all of a sudden?? I really don't think the same about Boss"

Ferry did not expect that Bhishma had gone that far just because she was angry with Mesya who would not be honest with her.

"Now, how's the boss?? Lo loves Mesya but you want to marry Alya. Can't it be if you want to cancel your marriage??"

Bhishma looked at Ferry sharply. As if he disagreed with his secretary's words.

"Do you know how to tell Alya?? Can you tell Alya that you don't love her anymore??"

Bisma was immediately speechless with Ferry's question. He also did not know how to tell Alya everything.

"Now you have to make a decision before your marriage gets any closer. If you love Mesya, go after him, express your feelings to him. And Alya's problem, you should know what to do"

The Ferry talk finally brought Bisma to the Mesya boutique. Only there was the place that Bhishma guessed was always the hiding place of Mesiah.

Bhishma no longer greets employees to show them Mesya's room or ask where she is. The bisma just breezed into the closed room.

"I told you I was busy Sus, so just tell me I'm not there if anyone's looking for me" Mesya said without seeing who came into the room.

"Is it that busy until you have to lie??"

Mesya gasped at the sound. His body that was sitting quietly stood up so nervously.

Bisma walked over while taking off the suit wrapped in her proportional body. Mesya who is still surprised by the sudden arrival of Bhishma has not yet spoken even more so see Bisma who took off her suit like that. Mesya's mind drifted to a few days ago when Bhishma kissed him forcibly.

But Mesya immediately realized when Bhishma threw his expensive coat on the hard sofa several times Bisma sat down.

When the distance between the two of them is only a few steps away, Bisma stretches both hands, making her chest muscles stand out behind the slimfit shirt that she wears.

Of course Mesya did not know what the meaning of the Bhishma, especially Bhishma just kept silent and looked at him with a gaze that Mesya could not understand.

After a few seconds they fell silent to each other, with the position of Bhishma still stretching out her hands, finally Bhishma let out her voice.

"Have you really memorized the size of my chest circumference until you hadn't invited me to measure my wedding dress??"

Degs...

Mesya was eager to laugh at himself for thinking that Bhishma wanted to hug him.

"Sorry Brother, I've been busy lately when I forgot to tell you. Then let me call Susi to measure you now"

"I don't want anyone to touch my body but you!!"

Again Mesya was made difficult to breathe by Bhishma. Finally withholding his nervousness Mesya approached Bisma.

"Alright, I'll measure it myself" Mesya grabbed the meter hanging from his sewing machine.

"Sorry, Brother"

Mesya began to attach the meter he had brought to Bisma's neck, then pulled it to the tip of the man's right thumb. Here the heart of Mesya has mukai not karu-karuan. In addition, his rebellious heart rejected everything he was doing at this time.

Mesya turned to the bisma board. Now there is only a few seconds between them. Mesya ventured himself slipping his trembling hands under the armpits of Bhishma to measure the circumference of Bhishma's chest, then the other hand welcomes the meter from the opposite side to make Mesya's face accidentally attached to the chest of the field belonging to Bhishma. In the current position, the fragrance of the body of Bhishma is so intoxicating to Mesya.

"I'm sorry I didn't accidentally Brother" Mesya quickly pulled himself away from the Bhishma dice but the Bhishma hand movement was faster than Mesya.

GREPPP...

Now Mesya's head was completely stuck to Bhishma's chest. Can't stay away anymore because Bhishma actually held him tightly there. Not only that, one hand of Bhishma was also coiled warmly around Mesya's waist.

"Can't you listen to my irregular heartbeat like this when it's close to you?? Can you explain to me what this means?? I'm no longer able to hold this vibration alone"