The Light for Mr. Bhishma
Out of the lion's den, into the crocodile's cage

The day that awaited has arrived. The wedding day of Bhishma and Kia, to be held at the home of Kia's parents. Although simple, it does not reduce the sacredness that exists. Even Nanda himself is wearing makeup for his sister.

"So why not rent MUA"

"If you want to refuse, it must be from the beginning. I'm done with protest."

"Nanda did not protest. Only, Nanda did not Pede if Nanda make up for the wedding. It's doang's daily make up" replied Nanda.

Kia just shut up. Honestly, he was satisfied with the results Nanda gave him. Although it is simple, and not too glamorous like the usual wedding makeup He met outside.

"This is aja. The important thing is legitimate," replied Kia, staring back at her face in the glass. He just waited for Bhishma to take him away from the house. Leaving his father and all the memories of his mother.

'Sorry, Mother. Kia can't stand guarding this house. The more resistant it is, the more it hurts with all the restraints from Dad.'

*

"Bisma, ready?" ask Daksa who will drive their car. Liana was behind with a few handouts, as a condition of marriage. And Oma next to Bisma held the granddaughter who looked tense.

Don't ask where Jinan and Surya are. Because they were asked to bring their own car by Bhishma. He did not want any trouble because of his sister. They also went to Kia's house with all the available readiness.

In a large house, there were several guests. Not an invitation, only a few neighbors who bear witness to their marriage. Pengghulu, and some others. Their environment is a friendly environment, so the neighbors will come when they hear there will be a celebration at home other neighbors even though they are not officially invited.

Fortunately, not many questions came out of their mouths. Regarding the marriage, either the feast or his other sorrows. They simply come and pray for the best for Kia and her future husband.

It was a good decision from Mama Lisa, to have some of her neighbors come home. That is to slightly melt the heart of the husband even though forced.

Bhishma came down, in the band with the Oma. Without sunglasses, but still with his cane walked in all the welcome. At that time, Mr. Arman seemed to lose face because of his blind daughter-in-law. It felt like everyone was insulting him right now. All of them were silent and smiling and welcomingly welcoming him.

The show wasn't too long. Just a few words of welcome from the chairman in the neighborhood. When the penghulu came, Kia was invited to sit beside Bhishma who was ready to say her pledge. In fact, they sat on the floor without much decoration and flowers.

Jinan entered with Surya. Mr. Arman was surprised, but the hatred kept him quiet. And Kia? He was also surprised, until he subconsciously grasped the hand of Bhishma sitting next to him.

"Kia, what's wrong?" bisma asked, as if knowing Kia's current turmoil.

"There's... There's someone who makes Kia uncomfortable." whispered Kia honestly.

"Can you tell me who?"

"Suryans. Her... Who is Bisma?"

"She, my sister-in-law." replied Bisma honestly. Kia just clasped the hand of Bisma getting stronger, venting all her regret when she saw the face of Surya in front of her eyes.

So long time no see, why should at a time like this he see it again. It's not love, it's just uncomfortable when he's around. Moreover, Surya was looking at him with something different.

"Get out of the lion's den, enter the crocodile's cage." Kia wrote in her heart.