KARMAS
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Mesya got out of his car with a blank look. Still between believing and disbelieving about the various surprises he received these two days.

His constantly struggling mind made him unaware of the existence of Bhishma who had been waiting for him since.

"Darling!!" Call Bisma.

"M-mas??" Mesya's stuttering habit when surprised turned out not to be lost.

"Why do you dream like that?? Actually you're from nowhere" Bhishma tidied up Mesya's wind-blown hair.

"We're just talking inside, huh, Mas??" Mesya replied still in shock.

He opened his button which had been closed for a long time. With the help of Bhishma, Mesya has entered a boutique that is still clean despite living for three years. Items that are intentionally covered in cloth make it dustless.

The bisma swiped the cloth covering the sofa in the room of Mesya for them to sit.

"Why didn't you tell me Alya was married??" The sudden question from Mesya made Bisma a little aghast.

"So you saw Alya??"

"Yes, and why don't you tell me the same story??" Mesya was a little upset with Bhishma.

"And you don't" replied Bhishma easily.

Mesya leaned his head in annoyance, it felt like he wanted to shout in embarrassment. She thought Alya's life was unhappy after her separation from Bhishma. But seeing Alya's smile that expands when introducing her husband earlier makes Mesya's guess wrong.

"Why didn't you meet Alya tell me first??" Bhishma stared fixedly at Mesya.

"You feel guilty about her and then you want to apologize??" That guess is one hundred percent true of Bhishma.

"Indeed the reality is so" Mesya answered avoiding Bhishma's eyes.

"Certainly??" Bisma asked as if not seriously responding to Mesya's good intentions.

"Let your farewells be because I'm Mas. Especially now that we are truly in a relationship. I don't want to look happy on top of the suffering of others. But it turns out that in..."

"It turns out she's happy with her husband, right??" Cut the Bisma made Mesya even more upset.

"You, not the story. I'm ashamed of Mas, let alone Alya introducing her husband directly in front of me"

"What should I tell you?? She already had nothing to do with me at all" Bisma started to get anxious with Mesya who kept bending her face.

"You ah, I'm sprained by you!!" Mesya threw away his face reluctant to look at Bisma, but Bhishma was just stunned to see Mesya's behavior.

"But by the way, how did you feel back then?? Are you sad at staying Alya married??" Mesya turned his face back to Bhishma.

"Yes I'm sad" replied Bhishma with her face turned serious.

Mesya also seemed to change the look on his face. He was sure that at that time Bisma must still have feelings even a little against Alya. So he was sad when Alya married first after the failure of their marriage.

"Don't be sad gini dong his face" Bhishma pinched Mesya's nose with anxiety.

"I'm not sad because there's still a sense of Alya. But at that time I was sad because they were happy while I was still waiting for my love to come back who was somehow where it was"

She was also present at the wedding of Alya and her husband. Without sadness or regret though, because Bhishma really no longer feel a bit to Alya.

"I still don't believe Mas. I really didn't know anything all this time"

"Yes because you did cut off all access to our communications right?? Intention seems to want to forget me" Cibir Bisma.

Mesya smiled as he saw Bhishma's upset face.

"Yes dong Mas's intention. His name also wants to forget someone who has been attached so tightly to the heart"

"That's bullshit. In fact, you can't forget the same that has been attached tightly, right??" Bisma is teasing Mesya.

"Yes means his intention is not too strong, so he cannot forget. Actually if you really want to melu..."

"What?? Wanna forget who??" Bisma brought her face closer to Mesya. Cut off the speech Mesya did not want him to hear.

"Never dare to forget me even a fingernail. I will never allow it!! Remember that!!" Mesya froze to hear the threat of Bhishma with his low voice.

"I-iya Mas"

"Smart" Bhishma again distanced her face from Mesya. Then lean on the sofa like Mesya did.

"Come baby" said Bisma as she spread her arms.

"Help your future husband dear. Do I have to be taken off like this since?? I still miss you so much. So give your warmth through your arms" Mesya really came to a stupor because of the Bhishma that is so forthright at the moment. It is very different from the previous bisma.

"Is it because of her mature age like this, so she's not ashamed anymore to say her wish??" Inner Mesya.

"Dream again??" Bisma broke Mesya's mind.

"No, I just.."

"Bag!!" Mesya gasped because Bhishma pulled him suddenly until he fell into the arms of Bhishma.

"What dear?? Leave it like this first. I really still miss you so much" Bhishma wrapped her arms around Mesya's waist in the position of those who were still leaning on the sofa.

"I miss you too Mas, miss you so much" Finally Mesya can express his feelings without the slightest burden.

"It feels very comfortable. If only we had been like this a long time ago. We must be married by now"

"I'm sorry for being selfish back then. I don't think about your feelings at all" said Mesya.

"What matters now is that you're back by my side, baby. I can't wait to make you all mine" The bisma kissed Mesya's forehead feelingly.

"I can't wait to be your wife either. Make me yours"

"Of course, and I won't put it off for too long, even if tomorrow I can" Bhishma's reply made Mesya let go of Bhishma's embrace.

"Where can Mas, you haven't met Papa" Mesya protested. After all, he still has parents. Last night he had not had time to talk about it with his father.

"Then tonight I'll see your father to marry you tomorrow!!"

"What????"