KARMAS
Hideout

After more than ten hours of travel, Mesya finally set foot in one of the fashion center countries of the World. His smile expands when breathing air that is far different from Indonesia.

His stepped foot pulled two large suitcases on either side of his hand. If you look at the size of the suitcase, it can be ascertained if Mesya will definitely be in the country for a long time.

Mesya looked for a small piece of paper tucked in the pocket of his coat. An address of his current destination is written there.

Without a doubt Mesya gave the address to the taxi driver who would take him to a place that could calm his mind. Maybe by being in that place for a while, everything will return to how it used to be according to Mesya.

Mesya admired every ancient building that passed through him. It is unexpected that going to the country makes Masha a little forget about the man. Yes, although only a little and not completely but Mesya was very grateful.

"The path I took is correct. It's enough that I become a greedy woman because I snatch the happiness of others. I no longer want to accept my karma as I did in my dreams. It's time I fixed myself. I'm sure it's still open for me to repent if I really change" Mesya tried to convince himself of the decision he made.

"But see you again, sister Bisma. I hope that when I come back, you will be happy with your true love"

"I'll try to forget you here, though I'm not sure I can but at least I won't be tormented being around you but can't have you"

Mesya took off the phone number he was using now. That way he hopes that Bhishma will never be able to find him until Mesya is ready to face it himself.

The taxi carrying Mesya arrived at a small boutique on the outskirts of Paris. The old-looking building with neat rock-cut arrangement makes a very thick rustic feel there.

"YESYYYYYY!!!" A blonde woman came out of the small boutique.

"Helena"

The woman, whom Masya called Helena, ran to greet Mesya with a hug.

"Finally you arrived also Mesya. I've been waiting for you since. When you said you wanted to come here made me look forward to meeting you"

"I'm moved that you're welcoming me like this Helena"

They unraveled his embrace, letting go of longing with just a hug it felt like it would not break even.

"Let's just go inside because I don't know where to start talking to you. It's been three years that we haven't met so much I want to tell you" Helena pulled one of Mesya's suitcases into your boutique.

"Wowww Helena, is this really your work??" Mesya's lips open because they so admire the works of Helena on display in the boutique nature.

"Who else would have donated his work to this little boutique if not myself" Helena replied, showing off her work.

"You're really amazing Helena. Why don't you work in my country?? I'm sure you'll be a famous designer there"

"As for Mesya, you know for yourself that I do not want to leave my hometown.If I wanted to, I would have stayed there from then on"

"yes too. Thanks to the show, I met you and can now live in Paris for free like this" Mesya showed Helena his neat teeth.

At that time, Helena came from Paris alone. With minimal knowledge of the Indonesian state Helena desperately came alone. Until he accidentally meets Mesya on the show.

The nature of Mesya who used to not really like the presence of new people makes Helena like seeing herself. Mesya who always showed his haughty face really made Helena look like a mirror. Because of that, Helena ventured to get to know Mesya first.

The beginning of their meeting was unique, although both of them were equally arrogant at that time, but until now in fact they can really be close friends.

"Nothing is free in this world Miss. Of course you have to help me fill this boutique with your works too!!" Helena pushed Mesya's shoulder slowly.

"That's not such a difficult thing" Mesya answered in a welcome laugh.

Mesya decided to isolate himself first from Bhishma's radar. He chose Helena's place as his hideout. Although not sure if the place is safe from the search for Bhishma. Mesya was afraid that the man was actually doing a g*la and looking for her whereabouts.

"But it seems impossible. Didn't he give up??" Mesya threw out his breath and followed Helena into his house. From today, Helena's house will be where Mesya hid herself for a while.

Elsewhere, Bisma just got off the plane. Without carrying anything just armed with a cellphone and wallet, Bhishma desperately went to the country of the person.

"Hello Fer?? Where is he now??" Bisma continued to ask Ferry to monitor the presence of Mesya from Indonesia.

"Gue lost track of him Boss. Looks like Mesya accidentally dumped his phone number"

"Blogs!!" Bisma Umbat.

"Lo kept looking for Mesya from there. I'll try to find a clue from here" the over-excited bisma just turned off the phone.

Since having a strange dream, Bhishma has always acted rashly. This time she made a decision without thinking. He leaves Alya at Mesya's boutique alone, plus goes so far without thinking about Alya's feelings.

Bhishma saw the many calls from Alya that he had ignored. Of course, the guilt came back, but only that feeling, nothing else.

Doubtfully Bhishma contacted Alya to simply explain her intention of leaving Alya earlier.

"Hello Mas, you finally contacted me as well. Since yesterday I've been really worried about you because there's not a word from you" The soft voice across the street rained down on Bisma when their phone got connected.

"I'm sorry for leaving Alya so easily yesterday"

"Where were you yesterday?? Why do you look so panicked when you hear Mesya's departure??" Finally Bhishma heard the question from Alya. The question that Bhishma himself does not know yet what he wants to answer.

"Tomorrow when I get home, I'll explain" I don't think he can go on like this. Later he will hurt Alya more deeply if Bhishma continues to hide her feelings.

"Going home?? Where are you now??"

"I-I'm in Paris"