The Light for Mr. Bhishma
If so, why was it thrown away?

"aaah... Tired," complained Jinan who was spying on his own calf. It felt swollen, and his heels were scuffed from moving too much wearing his high heels.  He wanted to go back home and sleep comfortably, but again his hope had to be lost given the presence of Sena in the house.

"Aishis... Forgetting to have children" he whined again, imagining how unfortunate his fate was this time. He who used to be a princess with all the facilities available, now must feel how difficult it is to work and make money by working like this. He never imagined if his brother taught him a lesson like this.

"You exhausted?" ask Daksa who came to give him a bottle of drink. He sat in front of Jinan who was still moaning with his feet, not to mention the nape and waist that felt like he wanted to break because of all the work.

"Do you know, why use nanya? Udah, continue the report to Kak Bisma. Let her smile with satisfaction and happiness to hear Jinan tormented like this," Jinan said, sipping fresh water in front of her eyes. 

No need to open, because Daksa has loosened the lid to make it easier for her to open the bottle. Daksha understands how Jinan actually because since childhood they always played together when his father was still working like Daksha and Bisma today. He also knows very well, how Jinan is always spoiled and how unfortunately Bhishma to his sister. Although He never expressed it with a romantic word or action as He often sees out there.

"Bisma never wants you to be tormented, never." Daksha looked flat in the direction before his eyes.

"Belain just keep going. After all, Kak Daksa is paid big for the business of Kak Bisma right? So, Brother Daksha must always defend him whatever it is." said Jinan who still has bad thoughts about Bhishma.

"I'm submissive in work, that's true. But as a friend, I must remind him that he made a mistake, or even rebuked him loudly for his good."

"So, Sis Daksha agreed when Sis Bisma treated Jinan like this?" he looked at the man he had admired in his childhood. Which even he had the ambition to invite the man to marry when he grew up, but I did not succeed. He actually married and stuck all this because married to the sun.

"Yes, because I was none other than the one who gave advice even though He could not bear it at first. But because you never change, I agree to it." Daksa said honestly, and immediately made Jinan stunned at him. Fortunately, it does not choke, and cause strange activities for both as often happens in television soap operas. Because not long after that, Surya came to pick Jinan up to go home with him.

"Udah finished? Why not tell me? I'm waiting for you daritadi," Surya's nagging who is no less tired of him. He grabbed Jinan's drink and sipped it greedily because he was also thirsty and in a fairly dry bag condition at this time.

"aaah... Where the payday is still a long time," he grumbled. Who is either aware or not in the presence of Daksa there. Scrambling waist like a wealthy empang boss, even though his life is not much. Jinan glared, hinting at her husband to be a little polite at the time.

"What?! it's outside of work hours, right? Be free." he said.

"Already, Jinan... Brother has always seen him like this, as long as not in front of a big colleague alone." said Daksa, who was neglected to make Jinan embarrassed by his behavior.

Jinan stood up and apologized to Daksha, then went in solar hands to get out of there. Although in fact, there are many questions that I would like to say to Daksa at this time.

He was always at home, and very rarely met anyone else until his vision was closed only to the sun and his son. He never knew how to get out there, how to bisma and how to all who live outside of him. With just Daksa's speech, his mind just developed to find out everything.

"If it's a real baby, why does it feel like it's being thrown away?" ask Jinan inwardly.