The Light for Mr. Bhishma
Where are you from?

"Darling!!!" Surya suddenly came and opened the door strongly. It almost made Sena wake up and cry again after long enough to sleep well and her body was normal.

Jinan, who was also resting, was immediately shocked by her husband's behavior. He could only take a deep breath and try to calm down to face it, rather than having to get angry because he had to save energy to take care of the little one tonight.

"How's sena?" ask the sun who put on his anxious face. As if He did not see if Sena was sleeping and was well now, and what is wrong if He approached the son to kiss or touch his forehead to ensure his current condition.

"Where are you from?" jinan asked in a flat tone, then got up and grabbed some water for her to sip. It felt relieved after being able to rest in peace with the condition of his son who was mengingan. The ammunition seems to have been refilled for the preparation of staying up late tonight with his son, because although there is, but the sun is not necessarily reliable in that situation.

"Darling... You know, I was busy. It always gives me a lot of work, and it has to be done on time. Focus, energy, and all that I have to share evenly, especially about sena. I'm afraid to think, but I also don't have the bus atinggalin's job, '" he tweeted for various reasons. 

And this time Jinan could only nod and listen, unlike before when he was stunned by all the hard work of his husband for him. At that time it felt Surya was the most responsible husband and father for him and he was very proud as much. But somehow, since today everything feels very flat even though Surya tells everything very hyperbole.

"Darling, have you eaten? If not, I'll buy it for you." bargained with sweetness, but Jinan refused it on the grounds that he had ordered online and will soon come for him.

"But I bought it for myself, I didn't know you'd come." replied Jinan. Actually Surya was a little disappointed, but he tried to be ordinary in front of his wife.

"So, then I'll go out for a while to get some food. Can you?" surya asked with a sweet tone.

"Jude there. If you need to go home, do not papa, keep bathing rest." said Jinan. She felt that Daksa was more useful today than her husband. But he also could not expect much, because he knew very well how busy Daksha in the office and for Bhishma.

"Aahs... What the fuck? why think of him, try?" Jinan patted his own cheek. He then turned back to the son, lying near him and looking at his handsome face. Yeah, very similar to the real father. Funny, bully and adorable at his age, who started babbling and got everyone talking even though it was unclear what he meant. That's when the jinan regretted enough, because he did not always respond to the golden period of the baby.

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"You awake?" ask bisma.

"How long has he been sleeping?" 

"It's been a while, but I don't know. I couldn't even see how time was going in front of me" replied Bhishma.

"Time can be seen? Time can not only be lived and enjoyed?" reply Kia by rubbing her still dim eyes. Kia asked, who was carrying and bringing her to the room at that time. Because it is impossible if the Bhishma does so with the limitations that He has.

"Forced" replied Bisma.

"Wow, Daksha.." said Kia, his tone sounded like he was very impressed with the man and immediately made Bhishma frown with jealousy.

"Strong as well as it looks," added Kia with admiration.

"hee... You praised him in front of me." 

"Then? How's Kia Kia supposed to be? If Kia had realized, it must have been very gallant looking at her while carrying Kia up the stairs like a prince carrying his daughter." Kia starts fishing, and Bhishma gets hotter to hear her. Seeing that facial expression, Kia laughed out loud in front of her husband.

"Youuuu!!!" The furious bisma directly grabbed Kia's arm firmly. He pushed the body back to the bed, and Bhishma immediately hung her sack. 

Yeeeeek!!! Kia was looking for something this afternoon, and he had to accept everything that was going to happen.