The Light for Mr. Bhishma
You're not my sister.

Mr. Arman frowned, closed his eyes for a moment and gave a soft answer. In order for Daksha to be offended when she rejected all her offers.

"I'm just not sure what you're offering. Kia's a stubborn girl who doesn't want her life on the bridle." Although impressed authoritarian, but Mr. Arman apparently so understand his daughter. He did not want to force Kia, especially regarding a sacred marriage in his life.

"Otherwise, I heard that your boss. Sorry, can't see, can you?" ask Mr. Arman slowly so as not to hurt the heart of Daksa and Liana who are nearby.

Daksa just bowed and nodded. But soon again raised his head and smiled amiably. Saying what Mr. Arman said about Bhishma, his boss and his best friend.

"He was in an accident, and his eyes were wounded to the point of losing their light. Therefore, I was looking for a companion figure for my Boss. Which I hope can be a substitute light for her."

"Replacement?" Mr. Arman again twitched his forehead.

"Bu-not that substitute means. But.... My boss needs someone who...."

"Yes, I get it. He must be lonely at a time like this. Poor thing," Mr. Arman grabbed a drink and sipped it a few times. He seems to be thinking, especially if maybe He will be a way of attitude change for Akiia to be more patient and kind in attitude.

"But, though,... If you're not ready, that's okay. I understand,"

"I'll try... I'll talk to Kia about this. Especially, if your side wants to...."

"I understand. Let's both try" Daksha reached out, and Mr. Arman welcomed him well. Although heavy, if the biological daughter He loved would marry a blind man, who did not even know him at all.

"But no... I did it all, to teach you what it means to live, Kia. Which is when you have to accept, even if you don't like it at all." thought Mr. Arman, who walked slowly into his private room.

"Why lemes? Papa why?" Nanda looked anxious, as her Papa's face was pale when it came. Coincidentally, he was waiting to go home with the Papa.

"Papa... Papa, it's fine, honey. Are you ready to go home?"

"Yes, Nanda is ready. But, Nanda brought the car, huh? Papa can't," he said. Mr. Arman nodded, looking grateful for the attention of the princess.

The two came out together, and Nanda fondly held her Papa's hand. He who lost the figure of the father since the age of Ten years, felt his longing was treated with the presence of Papa Arman it. A good figure, considerate and firm even though sometimes it sounds so fierce. But Nanda likes it, because it reflects the figure of a man who should be like that for him.

The car is parked. Nanda opened the door for her Papa, and invited her in together. In front of the door, Kia was already waiting with her sharp and murderous gaze. Especially to my sister, that.

"Sister Kia? Kia's sister is..."

"Haish, Stop! Don't be sweet with me. I can't just give you that fake smile. Disgust, you know what?" sergeant Kia on his. Making Nanda momentarily bow with a withered and sad face. This meeting, not in accordance with his expectations so far.

"Sister, I'm sorry if I don't like it. I, just want to say hello to Brother, because this is our first meeting since becoming..."

"No! You're not my sister, are you? I'm an only child here. You can remarry, but that doesn't mean you're my brother. Catch that!" point at Kia, right in front of Nanda's pretty face.