The Light for Mr. Bhishma
Your father again?

An hour earlier.

Akia walked so lazily towards the restaurant that his father had promised. Everything feels lazy, especially when the Father will again bring him to someone who will be betrothed to him.

"Whe's not an Old Virgin, Dad. Don't try to find a soul mate, deh. Males, Kia tuh."

"According to Kia." said the Father casually but firmly. Kia just sighed, and took her out roughly from her mouth. Then drink the juice that has been ordered by the father.

A few minutes later, a tall and big man came. Having near-perfect muscles comes close to both. Kia's father immediately stood up and greeted her in a super friendly manner, patting Kia on the shoulder to do the same.

"Include, Mr. Rangga. This is my daughter, Akia her name." Rangga immediately reached out his hand with a smile that was so friendly. He seemed to like Kia, but that look felt strange to Kia who saw it. Moreover, when he shook hands while tickling a little part of Kia's palm.

"Well, no one's right." Kia's feeling was bad, and immediately took that hand off her. Then spontaneously rub the marks into the shirt he wears.

Initially Kia's father talked about business with her. Kia also heard quietly while enjoying the snacks he ordered. Over time, the conversation led to something more serious about the status and relationship between two adults.

Worse, Kia's father started it all. Until Kia increasingly felt if his father really wanted to throw it from the family. The worse, Kia's feelings for her father.

"I'm going to tolilet for a second. Can you continue the conversation together." said Mr. Arman, leaving the two without hesitation.

Rangga started to approach Kia. He stared intensely at the girl with his head tilted and supported with his hands. Makes Kia tremble, but not because she's in love. Except because of the amused and anxious with the perverted gaze given.

"Do you want us to date tonight?" it's without stale bases. In fact, Rangga was without hesitation to invite Kia to stay at his hotel near the beach. Promising a night with a beautiful and warm view.

"Sorry, you mean? You're taking me to stay?" He asked back to clarify everything.

"Yes, especially? Dating, walking and eating together. And ended up spending the night together. Have you never been, Kia?"

"Hhhh, not at all." Gel Kia, the stronger the drink. 'Crazy, nih people' raved Kia in the heart.

"Whatchu mean? You think, what kind of woman can you sleep with? You think I'm a netaang? Huh!" sergeant Kia, put the bag on the man's handsome face.

"Don't be hypocritical! Every couple wants that. Don't pretend....."

Buugh! A bogem floated into the man's jaw firmly.

"Don't equate me with the woman you wear a lot, huh. Offhanded!"

"You! Remember, your father needs me!" Rangga gripped Kia's arm firmly, until the pain in the girl's taste.

"Please! I'm shouting, so that you're in the same crackle as the people here!" threaten Kia's. And Rangga took it off after seeing the crowded conditions. And Kia ran away after her.

"Where else are you going, man?" the father blocked his arm again. Not felt, although it still hurts because of Rangga.

"Let Kia go! If you don't want Kia around, you're letting Dad out of the house!" Kia threw out her father's hand, then ran back with all her might. No matter the father chased after him, even Rangga still came to catch him.

Buugh! Kia hit the man in front of her. He looked up, and the man smiled so kindly at him.

" Hey, Kia?" greet the bisma to him. Again, the Bhishma He struck while He was in pursuit of the Father.

"Sir Bhishma? Sorry, I have to...."

"YYYYYYY!" screech Mr. Arman from the opposite direction.

"Your father again?" Kia answered nothing. He only took refuge behind Bhishma again, then gripped his shoulder firmly because of all his fear. That's enough, to just give an answer to Bhishma. His hand rewinded Kia, in order to be more behind her.