The Light for Mr. Bhishma
Yes, dreadlocks

" Oh yes, there is one more question. Has she been a nurse for a long time? You see, it seems very professional with all the actions that already have several certificates and registration letters."

"That nurse passed this year, anyway. But initially it was D3, many took part in seminars to continue to S1. I don't agree with you, if you're a nurse. Dad wants his hotel to be big enough. But, how is it?" Kia scratched her head and was a little confused to answer.

"Yes, I know that. His name is a parent, surely he wants the child to submit and obey as ordered. Assume that what they do is best for us. Without them knowing, if we have our own life goals. Right?"

"Yes" nodded Kia for the umpteenth time. 

Because they felt all had been questioned, the presenter also closed the second event. Moreover, Daksa has several times warned that the event is not too long and makes the Boss tired. They disbanded the event, then cleared everything up after thanking Kia and Bhishma for their show.

The impromptu marriage is both warm news and widely discussed among the public and entrepreneurs. In addition to the news about the accident and the coma of Bisma at that time. He wanted to be investigated completely, but Oma prevented him with the advice of the sun who said that it was all pure accident. At that time, Bisma was doing sunmory with his big motorcycle clubs. They went hand in hand and a car so good that Bisma tried to avoid colliding with the car, although he himself was wretched quite severe effects.

Oma's feelings at that time could not be described at all. He is old, easily tired and very stressed to believe what the sun has to say. He no longer wants there to be a commotion and hustle that will disturb the mental Bhishma at that time. Only they don't know if Daksha and Bisma have investigated again and are looking for the culprit after a year of guiltless freedom in his life.

Kia brought Bisma back to her room. The tall large body looked tired and sweaty from sitting there too long, especially with all the crowds. A year used to being alone in silence, making his body get the less pleasant reflexes of the environment he had just felt. Kia took him to sit down, opened the coat and bisma shirt so that air circulation can enter well there. 

"You want something?" asked Kia with hands that were actively massage the legs of the Bhishma which He raised up on her thighs. The half-lying bisma, and closing her eyes enjoyed every gentle touch Kia gave her at this moment.

"No... I just want you here,"

"Iih, dreadlocks." Kia's hand squeezed Bhishma's leg firmly, and made him happy because of the pain caused.

"Hey, sick! Just enjoyed this moment, why is this again?"

"Emang, what do you think of Mas?" it felt like she dropped her body and leaned against the husband's chest. And that big hand spontaneously rubbed and gently dyed her beautiful hair. Kia was surprised, why quickly feel as comfortable as that with Bhishma.  The truth is he can never be quickly close to any man even though there are often times to approach him.

"I guess? You're a careless nurse. I wonder why I chose you as my nurse. May I be well until my wish is fulfilled," seduced Bisma with all her hopes.

"Mas Kira, I want to do something about Mas Bhishma. Jesus, thought. Aaaaah, keseeeel!!!!" the spoiled nature of kia presents itself in Bhishma. Whining and making Bhishma laugh again because of her behavior. Moreover, what Bhishma felt, as if it could not be expressed with words.