The Light for Mr. Bhishma
Will stay in my mind.

Bruuugggh!! Braaakk! Aaaakkkk!!

Kia threw her bag on the bed. Followed by raising his feet until his shoes came off themselves crashing against the wall in front of him. Nanda who had been coming in behind, was surprised and several times stroked the chest to see the brutality of his brother. It looks like, how emotional Kia is right now.

"Sister, don't do it, sister." pinta Nanda, moving tidying up everything that looks messy in her eyes. While Kia, flinging her body after all her clothes were open, leaving only her thin and cool underwear with all the heat on her body.

"Go away... Tell your father, I don't want to be betrothed like this. to go broke, I'll stick to my stance," Kia told her sister. And without saying much more, Nanda came out of the room and closed the door tightly.he knew very well, if Kia must be so lazy to get interference from anyone at this time. And again, he did not want if his Mama was the target of his adoptive brother's anger.

Nanda descended each rung of the stairs listlessly. The mother approached and questioned what had happened to her two daughters. And inevitably, Nanda told me everything. Regarding the exchange they made, Bhishma's rejection of him and Kia's anger at the man.

"Wedding, if done by force is not going to be good, baby. There will be a lot of conflict going on. Especially if according to information from Nanda, if both of them are both hard and opinionated like this. It'll be hard to control everything."

"But Nanda look, Mr. Bhishma really wants Kak Kia, ma."

"We'll see, baby. Nanda don't get too involved in this."

"Yes, Ma. Nanda said goodbye, go to Papa." The kiss was in Mama's hand.

Mama Lisa looked up. The room was so tightly closed that he did not dare to approach at all. Though so wanted to feel, invite Kia to chat and share stories about all activities today. But he chose to retreat, rather than having to fight again with the princess.

"Papa" said Nanda, and sat down next to Mr. Arman.

"Declose, this is my daughter. Name's Nanda. There's another one, an old one called Akia. His age is not much different," said Mr. Arman, to his colleague.

"His father at this age is still fresh. Naturally, if you have a beautiful daughter like this." praise the man, and immediately make Nanda blush embarrassed. The girl was indeed gentle, inversely proportional to the stubborn Kia. But naturally, because they were born from different wombs.

Meeting's done. Mr. Arman and Nanda walked together towards their room. And like the Mama, Papa Nanda also questioned the matter of the meeting between Kia and Bhishma.

"Sister Kia said, He does not want to be in a match with Mr. Bhishma, Pa." he said, bowed like he could not bear to see the expression of the Papa to him.

Mr. Arman does look dizzy. Frowning and massaging it to redness. Thinking about how he talked about the rejection. In any case, he also could not bear if his biological son married a blind man like that.

"Do you, Papa must match up with the others. A normal guy, and at least Kia deserves to be with him. Don'tdon't... A man without such a vision. That will definitely trouble your brother."

At that time Nanda forgot to explain, how sensitive Bhishma is to her environment. Who even has so much understanding with Akiia that he really wants. Nanda was only focused, listening to all the complaints of the Papa, who to the tears regretted the decision he took without a second thought.

"Yes... Papa has to find another one, so that Kia is not forced to marry the blind man. It doesn't seem sincere, if Kia gets a less normal guy, as rich as she is."