The Light for Mr. Bhishma
Bisma will try

"Kia, Bhishma. Have you taken a shower, son?" ask Oma who approached. His face looked very tired, nurturing and carrying sena who seemed to start fussing about his mother.

"Yes, Oma? Sena hasn't had a shower?" Kia immediately took the shabby sena from her great-grandmother, and cradled her trying to calm the child.

"No, Kia. Daritadi cry continues, Oma dizzy. Bi Is was dizzy, confused to be flanked. Want to call Kia, again busy dealing with Bhishma." said Oma.

While Bhishma who was among them also looked anxious, grabbed Sena's face and rubbed her. He could feel the tears flowing very hard on his cheeks at this moment. Shaking his head with his sister's attitude that has become more and more since living with them. He was free to leave his son with Oma.

"Let Kia bathe, Oma. Oma can, get Sena's clothes? Kia is not good, if you have to go into their room." pinta Kia to Oma.

"Yes, Oma get the tools. Bathe into Oma's room only," replied Oma, then went to Jinan's room to find clothes for Sena. No matter the match, matcing, or what Jinan often said. The important thing is that the child is fresh and fragrant until it is comfortable to sleep this afternoon.

Kia takes Sena to Oma's room. She laid her tiny body on the bed, while tickling to invite him to play and laugh together. Bhishma was there, listening to Kia's every chatter and laugh with her niece. Kia sounded very affectionate with sena, and even very painstakingly took care of her.

"I'm sorry, I can't help you." - sorry, Bhishma in silence. It will be very exciting, when he comes to play with them with jokes and laughter.

"Ngga papa, Mommy. It's just a henchman, no cry anymore. Laughing at toys with aunt. Isn't that right, baby?" kia's nimble hands actively massaged the tiny body. Sena looks comfortable with all the massage given by the tantenya.

"Kia, here's the shirt. Bathe in the sink oma aja, yes? The soap is there too." Oma gave it her all, and Kia brought the tiny, cloven body into the bathroom. He bathed her in the Oma sink, pouring her body water so fresh.

"Udah, huh? Later catch a cold," Kia then carried sena to go back to the room and put on clothes, powder, and all until her body was fragrant now. It was so fresh, that Kia kissed him so many times with so much anxiety.

A bottle of milk is available next to both. Only Bisma and Oma had come out, and were no longer accompanying him. Kia then carried sena to put her to sleep, unconsciously walking out.

"Well, Nanda came? Mama Lisa?" Kia immediately approached when she knew Nanda had come. Just give a kiss, knowing Kia was busy with her baby during the gospel.

"This, nephew. Jinan's son, Mas Bhishma's sister." explained Kia to the two, although Oma had also told them about it.

"Well, how does it fit? Hopefully soon dapet also, gemes mama see it.." said Mama Lisa, who was very anxious to see the togetherness of the two.

Mama Lisa was anxious, especially Bhishma who could not see both of them. It will certainly be even more anxious than this, or even have invited both of them to go for a walk like a happy complete family.

"Just pray, Ma. Bhishma, will also try her hardest" chirped Bisma at the wishes of her mother-in-law. While Kia, just glared at all of them who were very enthusiastic to pray for the two to be given a baby.

"Oh, die me. There will be a vigorous planting of seeds if this is the case," great-grandson Kia in heart.