KARMAS
Extra part 1 awakened from a dream

"Hiks.. Hicks.."

Mesya is still stuck between his dreams and consciousness. He had already left his dream but he could not open his eyes.

"Bisma, hikss...." Mesya continued to fumble in his sleep.

"No, I don't want to leave you. BISMAAA!!!"

"Well.. Huh.. Huh...Huh...." Mesya immediately sat down with his breath cringing.

"Mas Bhishma" Lirih Mesya with her tears flowing down her cheeks.

Mesya checked his entire body. She wondered why her body was doing well when she had just had an accident that resulted in her parting with Bhishma.

Mesya then looked around. The place he was so familiar with, where he busied himself every day, in his own boutique.

"Is this just a dream?? Why would I fall asleep on the couch like this??" Mesya asked to answer his confusion. He rousing his cell phone to find out the truth.

"But why does it feel this sick. My chest, my heart, why does it feel so real" Mesya's lips trembled again. The beautiful woman hid her face between her knees after finding out that what she was experiencing was just a dream.

"Hiks.. Hix.. I can't believe it's a dream. Everything I feel is not like a dream. Everything I've been through is so long and real. What the hell is going on??"

Mesya reopened his phone. Looking for where she keeps photos of the man she loves.

"Mas Bhishma" said Mesya, looking at the photo of Bhishma he took secretly. Unknowingly he also called out to Bhishma with a new name that he used in his dreams.

"Why am I having this sick dream?? Do I love you so much that I dream like this?? I almost thought of you" Mesya let her tears spill in her room. No one would dare to go in there.

Everything in Mesya's dream was spinning back in his brain. The beginning of the dream to the suffering he experienced, as well as how the Bhishma who began to love him, then the tragic farewell he experienced as the end of the strange dream.

Mesya felt his stomach which felt very light. It felt strange because she had just felt pregnant for almost nine months.

"Even I feel like I'm still pregnant with my child right now" Mesya sobbed again. His back shook violently.

"My son" He said again. The unborn child. The boy who became the bond between himself and Bhishma in his dreams. Something that would never happen between her and Bhishma in the real world.

Mesya immediately got up from his couch, then ransacked the contents of his bag. His hand held tightly to a small bottle he found in his bag.

Pyaarr....

Mesya slammed the bottle until it split apart spewing liquid from inside.

"No, I cannot do that to Alya!!" Mesya stared fiercely at the tiny bottle fragment.

"I don't want to experience it like I did in my dream. I don't want to be blamed if anything happens to Alya. There are enough karmic laws that I have received in that dream. I don't want to repeat it in the real world"

The plan that Mesya had neatly put together to destroy Alya seemed like he had to abort. Mesya seemed to see the future through his dream. So Mesya was really scared right now.

"Hello??" Mesya contacts someone he already trusts to help with all his plans.

"Yes Boss??"

"Stop all the plans we've put together for tonight!!" Said Mesya to someone he contacted.

"But Boss..."

"Just do my command and for the money already

you accept it doesn't have to be returned"

"Okay boss, thank you"

Mesya immediately turned off the phone. He does not want to be in touch with the thugs who will help him harm Alya later at the reunion event.

Mesya realized that the day had started this afternoon. He had to rush home to prepare to come to the event, as he was eager to see the man in his dream as quickly as possible.

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I don't know why Mesya is hesitant to go inside. Not without reason, Mesya remembered that tonight was the night where Bhishma would propose to Alya in front of all her friends. It was also what previously made Mesya have the evil intention to destroy Alya.

Mesya stepped slowly to go deeper into the crowd. But when Mesya had just arrived inside, the atmosphere had darkened and only one spotlight had illuminated a single object in the middle of the crowd.

Mesya's arrival was presented with a romantic proposal from a lover who is the center of attention at this time.

Mesya did not dare to step closer. He just stood in the distance watching the painful scene.

The loud voice of Bhishma was pierced in Mesya's ear until the pain spread to his heart.

"It's true that all I've been through is a dream. In fact the man who loved me in the dream was not mine in the real world" Inner Mesya cried at this moment.

Mesya who deliberately did not get close to them can only lament his love story alone. Long Mesya struggled with his own patients he did not realize if the crowd had disappeared. The lights are turned back on to make the big room look bright.

Mesya who was still standing in the distance began to comb through the crowd one by one to look for the whereabouts of the man he wanted to see tonight. Until his eyes met with eagle eyes so sharp pointed at him.

Degs....

Mesya who was not strong with the gaze of the eye of Bhishma chose to cut off the eye contact unilaterally. Feeling that he was no longer able to be there, Mesya decided to go there carrying all the wounds he had without the knowledge of the wound giver.

Mesya continued to walk quickly to his car. He could not stand being in that place. See how the man she loves proposes to another woman.

Mesya was banging on his chest, hoping that if it could ease the pain inside there.

"Messiah!!"

Degs...

Mesya's body stiffened for a moment. Mesya must have been very memorized by the baritone's voice.

Instead of stopping, Mesya actually accelerated his steps to avoid Bhishma. He didn't want Bhishma to see him being destroyed like that.

"Stop Mesya!!"

Bhishma chased after Mesya with his long strides.

"Aww!!!" Because of his fast pace and high heels he wore, made Mesya's feet sprained to almost fall to the ground if only Mesya's hands were not held by Bhishma.

Mesya grimaced with pain in his ankle. But what surprised him even more was that the crouching Bisma helped take off the shoes Mesya had broken.

"I-I can do it myself. You stand alone" Mesya pulled his foot away from Bhishma's hand.

Bhishma froze for a moment because he heard what Masya said. Then Bhishma stood before Mesya with a ready gaze plunged into the heart of Mesiah.

"What did you say??" Mesya gasped because his lips were passing the word without control from him.

"Pardon me, I just misspoke. I'm going to K-sister..Bhishma" Mesya cursed himself for not being able to control his lips in the presence of Bhishma.

Mesya's intention to leave was unfortunately stalled due to the Bhishma that blocked his wrist.

"What did you call me??"Bisma asked once again which made Mesya suddenly become a gago. Bhishma locked Mesya's eyes so that the woman in front of him could not avoid the question.

"I'm sorry I have to go" Mesya stomped his hand until the hand of Bhishma slipped from his. Mesya then chose to walk barefoot and take up his broken shoes.

By dragging his limp leg because it sprained Mesya tried as fast as possible to get away from there. He had absolutely no regard for his legs which would become swollen from being forced to walk in such a manner. The important thing is that he got out of there to avoid Bhishma.

Mesya leaned himself behind the wall when he escaped from Bhishma.

"Hiks.. Hicks..."

"Want I'm hugging you. Feel the warmth of your embrace and the fragrance that is so soothing from your body. I miss you" No matter what her sore legs are, Mesya cried sobbing in that lonely place all by herself.