The Light for Mr. Bhishma
Tolooong, I beg you
Kia's disappointment became even more after this incident. Though he just wanted to open his heart and mengikhlaskan Father and Mama Lisa because it was already together. Especially seeing Lisa so painstakingly looking when taking care of her father who was lying weakly on his bed. Seeing his father's efforts yesterday, who even waited a long time just to meet him.
Again He was made skeptical of his father's behavior, and it would be difficult to believe him in the future. Even if He carries his Mother's name for a sweet persuasion.
"Dad just wants you to be happy, baby. Your life is enough and more, with what I gave you. Just stay looking for a soul mate for you, who is comparable to us and can definitely make you happy more than this."
"Engga! Kia doesn't want a mate. Kia's gonna find Kia's own soul mate, without the frills of Dad's name behind Kia."
Mr. Arman just smiled, looking down on everything his son said.
"Don't fight anymore, Kia!" the father again snapped at him this time. No matter where the place is.
Kia clenched her hand. He turned around and tried to run, but first the big hand of the Father was blocking him so violently. Kia flinched, and was so hard to let go despite trying her hardest at the moment.
"Down, Dad! I don't like giniin. Dad, leamss!" Kia screamed so badly. But the father was a fool, he dragged Kia out of the room and didn't care when everyone looked at them. And Lisa approached, trying to break up and prevent everything from becoming more brutal than she saw.
"Mas! Don't, Mas. Poor Kia."
"You're conspiring to prank me, don't take pity on me!" sergeant Kia, to the mother. Makes Lisa instantly silent and dare not speak again. She is the victim of her husband's lies. But he must also be blamed for everything that happened.
" Ayaaaaah, freelance!" whinek Kia all the way. It felt like crying so much, especially his arm that began to red due to the grip of the Father.
"Him?" kia started a plan. Incidentally, the grip of the hand felt stretched. Kia took off her hand from the father, then ran away with all her might leaving him.
"Kia!!!" mr. Arman squealed, making everyone look at him full of question marks.
Kia the fool. He ran as hard as he could to Bisma who was still sitting, not knowing what was going on. Despite the noise, he remained calm because he did not understand everything. After all, he could do nothing if he knew the problem.
"Aaaarrrghhh!" Kia, who ran away, stumbled over something and fell down right in front of Bhishma. More precisely, under the feet of Bhishma, making it seem as if he was kneeling to her. And Kia's head hit the chair that Bisma was sitting on until her head was broken at this time.
"Hey?" Bisma called out, because Kia's voice sounded familiar to her.
"Sir, help me. I'm....."
"Kia! Back you. You won't let go again this time, no matter what." threatened the father, approaching him with a face full of anger.
"You?"
"Tolooong, I beg you." Kia clasped Bhishma's hand tightly.