KARMAS
Worry that means nothing

Mesya slammed the door of his room with his heart still pounding. Also his face was still flushed like a tomato. Mesya held his swollen lips due to Bhishma********** with a cry. Fortunately, her father had entered the room when Mesya returned home. So no one will ask about the state of Mesya like that.

Mesya did not know how longed Bhishma with his lips that made Mesya overwhelmed offset the lip game of Bhishma. If they had not been on the roadside, Bhishma would not have let Mesya go until now.

Mesya's heart that is still not rusty it makes Mesya throw himself into the bed with the origin. Covering his face that did not stop smiling with a pillow. Mesya's legs also could not stand still, continuing to kick into the air as a flowery outpouring of his feelings.

"For why did you turn so horrible" complained Mesya who was drifting in the game made by Bhishma.

Mesya threw away the pillow that covered his face just like that. Suddenly his mind floated away later when they got married.

Mesya's face flushed again imagining what Bhishma would do to him on their first night. If a kiss alone Bhishma can be that greedy, especially if they are difficult to do more than that. Mesya imagines it is not possible.

Imagining such a sturdy and muscular body of Bhishma alone had already made Mesya cold hot at this moment. Plus Mesya who had seen the innocent body of Bhishma in his dream. Even though it was three years ago, the shadow was still stored in the memory of Mesya.

"Will it be exactly the same as in the dream??" Mesya Gumam.

"Ah no no!!" Mesya shook his head.

"Why am I so dirty-minded like this?? Don't think too far Mesya!! Remember, this marriage hasn't happened yet" Mesya threw away all his dirty thoughts at this time.

A shadow about Alya suddenly appeared in Mesya's eyes.

"Did Alya ever think so far?? How painful he was when all his dreams were shattered"

"I think I should see him tomorrow. But what if she hates me??"

I think the problem started with him. So it is appropriate that he apologized to Alya for hurting Alya indirectly.

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The next day, Mesya was determined to meet Alya. Evidently by this time he had arrived at a simple boutique in the suburbs. There was doubt in Mesya's heart because he did not get out of his car even though he had been there for more than ten minutes.

"Come on Mesya, you can do it!!"

After convincing himself long enough, Mesya finally got out of his car. Step foot up into Alya's boutique.

"Excuse me Ma'am, can you meet with Ms Alya??" Mesya greeted one of Alya's employees.

"Sorry, who are you with??"

"Mesya, just tell me there's a need for a second"

"Well wait a minute ma'am" The employee named Ela then went into Alya's room.

Shortly after, Ela came out with her friendly smile to Mesya.

"Bu Mesya, please come in. It's been waiting for Ms. Alya inside"

"Thank you, Ela" Mesya said after glancing back at Ela's name tag.

Mesya took a deep breath before his hand moved to open the door of Alya's room.

"Good morning Alya" Actually now it is no longer called morning because the time almost shows half eleven o'clock in the afternoon.

"For Mesya, how are you??" Mesya's guess was wrong. Mesya was so nervous for fear that Alya would welcome him with anger and resentment. But right now what Mesya saw was Alya's very distinctive sweet smile with her dimples. It was from the past that it was the message that had always thought ill of the woman in front of him at this moment.

"Good news Alya" Mesya replied a little awkwardly.

"Please sit. When did you return to Indonesia" Alya approached the long sofa to sit next to Mesya.

"I didn't know if I could see you again Sya" Mesya saw Alya's eyes that did not emit any lies in her every speech.

"I did go but I still want to go back Al"

"Then have you met Mas Bhishma??"

Degs...

The question that seemed to be without burden in it was precisely so piercing for Mesya.

"Alya I asked ma..."

"Mesya" Alya cut off Messya's words that Alya had guessed as apologies for the matter of her separation with Bhishma.

"You don't need to apologize, I'm the same Mas Bhishma is not a match. Even if at that time we continue our marriage, surely we will be separated in the middle of the road because in fact the heart of Mas Bhishma is already yours" Alya said making Mesya feel more guilty.

"But my arrival here was indeed for that Al. Because I failed your marriage. Because I'm sister Bhishma to turn away from you. I'm the one who broke your heart. I was wrong Al, I was the cause of your separation with Sister Bisma. I'm sorry Alya" Precisely dealing with Alya at this time makes her die a flea.

"I've tried to go as far as possible so that Bhishma can't find me. I want Sister Bisma to keep marrying you because I'm sure that your love will overcome my feelings for Sister Bhishma. I didn't know about the cancellation of your marriage until I finally decided to go back because I'm sure you're happy with your marriage. For that, you can be angry or vengeful towards me Al, I'm ready"

There was such a clear regret on Mesya's face. The love he has now is so happy for him. But it turns out that love has also hurt the hearts of others.

"Would I be happy with Mas Bhishma right now while Alya has to lose her love??" Inner Mesya.

"Mesya, what are you thinking?? I never get angry or vengeful. Everything has passed, I have also forgotten my feelings for Mas Bhishma. So you don't have to be burdened by this past. Now you can live happily with your love"

Mesya rubbed his tears quickly because he could no longer bear it from earlier.

Drett.. Drett..

Mesya saw his mobile phone vibrating, there was clearly written the name of Bhishma who called him, but he was reluctant to lift it because he felt bad for Alya who was beside him.

"Have a moment, don't hesitate" said Alya who accidentally saw who contacted Mesya at this time.

"Yes Al"

With hesitation Mesya received the call and brought his phone closer to his ear.

"Hello Mas??" Mesya replied quietly because he still felt bad for Alya

"Honey, where are you?? I've arrived in front of your boutique. Said you wanted to open today, but why aren't you here yet??"

Mesya glanced at Alya, within such a close distance surely Alya could hear what Bhishma said earlier. Mesya was afraid that the call of love had hurt Alya.

"I'll be there soon, wait a minute. I'll close first"

Tut's..

Mesya switched off his phone without waiting for any response from Bhishma. He seemed to be ready to accept the anger from the man.

"Alya, a.k..."

"Darling!!" The arrival of someone stopped Mesya's speech.

"Mas, have you come??"

Alya looked very happy to welcome the arrival of the man who called her friendly earlier.

"Oh yes Sya, this is Mas Arya. My husband" With her wide smile Alya introduced the man to Mesya.

"W-what?? Husband??"