Sinful Angel
SA Chapter 103
Sinful Angel Chapter 103
Bhishma only left about fifteen minutes ago. After making sure her husband's car drove away, Tya hurriedly walked into her room and locked the door. Opening one of her bags, Tya took a pregnancy test kit that she bought from the minimarket. Leisurely heading to the bathroom, I can't wait to try to check myself.
With an erratic feeling, Tya sat on a toilet with a pregnancy test kit in hand, waiting for the line to appear. Both eyes still closed tightly when it had more than five minutes passed, did not dare to open their eyes, afraid the results were not in accordance with expectations.
He who is a kara is very happy if it is right now pregnant, because if it is so then finally he has a figure who has the same blood as him in this world, part of him.
Long breaths buzzing in the bathroom. Slowly, Tya ventured to open her eyes. Ready not ready he must be ready with the results and it feels too long eyelids clenched.
Smothering his mouth with a look of disbelief that was Tya's reaction when he saw the results on the flat object that his left hand held. His clear eyeballs glittered in tears as he observed the two red lines that appeared there. It shows that she is going to be a mother.
“This is really two lines. It's really two, right?” he himself still does not believe.
Warm circles decays wet the cheeks. Tya was crying, crying happily. He bowed, rubbing his still flat stomach.
“So you were there, son? I'll be Mama?” his great-grandson sobbed haru.
For Tya who often feel inferior and covered in sins, never crossed given such a beautiful unexpected gift. It is believed to contain offspring from extraordinary men such as Bhishma. Men who dream also do not dare to hope let alone have and loved and loved. Know who he is.
*****
Viona has set foot in Bandung again at two o'clock this afternoon. His smile continued to be radiant despite his tired and tired body. A reflection of his equally bright mood.
Arriving at her residence, Viona was greeted by several ART who rushed her suitcase in.
“Bi, the suitcase that is the smallest red size bring to the workspace only, the contents of the charter and trophy, want to be displayed there later after bathing, will be displayed,” order Viona before disappearing into her private room.
Viona was fresh after meeting the water. Gegas opened a suitcase containing souvenirs that he bought from the neighboring country. The amount is different than usual, exclusive paper bags containing souvenirs this time increased by one fruit.
“Hopefully Tya likes this gift yes,” muttered Viona with a smiley look.
Viona checked the paper bag again containing a Muslim dress from one of the Malaysian designers who bought two sets in different colors. Dusty pink color for Tya and milo color for Nara. Customized with the favorite color of the son-in-law and his eldest son.
Tired of being ignored, Viona chose to go to work rather than rest. I can't wait to see his new charter and trophy. Combined lined with other achievements.
“So cinnamon kangen made by Tya if you are tired of this,” murmured before unpacking the red suitcase.
A satisfied roar was clearly imprinted on his face. Sneaking up, Viona complains of every evidence of her growing achievements only. Her eye scroll stopped on a picture frame, a photo of her with Bima the husband while in France, when Viona received her first international award in fashion.
“Ah, if Mas were still beside me. We definitely celebrate my achievements with sweet yes.”
Viona's focus is diverted to a brown envelope that is still neatly tucked away on the table. Pensive for a moment to remember what the envelope did and patted the eel when remembering what the envelope contains.
“Saking busy me to forget.”
Pulling up her work chair Viona sat there. Quickly open the contents and start reading sheet by sheet information listed along with attachments that also contain some photos. Information about Tya detailed in detail, even about Tya's parents' reviews were complete there. Not much is strange. Even Viona was concerned about Tya's life that turned out so hard, another piece of kara.
“Cannot be. This must be wrong. Something must be wrong!” he said as he grabbed his phone with trembling hands, calling at the private detective he paid to dig up information about Tya, wanting to confirm the hard part.
*****
Tya got out of the check bed with a feeling of anxiety after the obgyn doctor recommended by Ambar completed the examination procedure on him.
Sitting on a chair in front of the doctor's desk, Tya sat unsettled. Repeatedly corrected the location of his veil. Many times too Tya rubbed her suddenly sweaty palms.
Despite having checked using a test pack, still the fear of not meeting expectations haunts him before the doctor delivers a diagnosis.
“Bu Tya, Congratulations, you are positively pregnant. Your age is eight weeks. The routine control schedule will be listed on the content control card. I'll also confirm your pregnancy to Doctor Ambar so that the drug and vitamin recovery for the future is adjusted to the condition of Your body which is now two-bodied,” said the doctor of the age of Nara was friendly, conveying happy news to Tya while smiling.
“So, I'm really pregnant, Doc?” tanya Tya who is being invaded by happy overflows until her chest cavity feels full bulging. Confirm the doctor's statement again, worried that his ears are wrong to hear.
The doctor nodded. “True, Mom. You will be a mother. I will prescribe a special pregnancy vitamins and do not forget to check the routine content as scheduled. Healthy always mom and baby yes.”
While waiting for his name to be called at the medicine taking place, Tya waited on the iron chair on the iron chair that was lined up in the hospital pharmacy. His smile continued to expand, his eyeballs rolling and occasionally glazed over while staring at the black and white photo in hand, a photo of his baby ultrasound with Bisma.
“Will your papa be as happy as Mama? I can't wait to immediately tell your papa about your presence, My son,” said Tya, rubbing the USG photo and peeping it repeatedly.
Tya stuffed the black and white photo again into the bag when his name was called a sign the medicine and the vitamins were ready. His steps were lighter than usual, swinging his jovial legs towards the parking lot while hugging his own stomach.
He plans to go straight to the bisma office now. Wanted to immediately break the news of her pregnancy and was sure her husband was as happy as she was. To the knowledge of Tya from the stories of Teh Erna and Mang Eko, Bhishma is very much looking forward to having a baby for a long time, considering that the marriage of Bisma with Prita was never blessed by children.
In the hallway to a fairly quiet parking area, Tya gasped in shock as his arm was forcefully grabbed by someone. He almost fell down, lucky the tall pillar on the right supported his side.
Tya was stunned when he found out who the perpetrator was that surprised him. Someone who had knocked him unconscious in Bhishma's office.
“Wah, who is this? The world is so narrow huh, Cintya,” kekeh Markus with a discordant tone.
“Pak Markus? Release!” Tya jerked his arm that was gripped by Markus.
“Hey, don't sell expensive, Cintya. The name is cheap still cheap even though now you are hijab,” mock Mark with a mocking look.
“Do not be insolent yes. I am a wife of people!” yells fierce. Tya glared fiercely, retreating a few steps until his back hit the pillar.
The klimis-haired perlente man smirked lightly. “I don't think, a gentleman like Bhishma turns out to be a hobby to cite trash like you. It turns out that Bhishma is blind and dumb, gullible in your hijab. Ah, I forgot something, you're the most exciting piece of trash I've ever met.”
“Dragon your mouth, Mr. Markus. Your neat appearance does not match with a foul mouth. You may insult me, but do not want to call my husband. And about my life now has absolutely nothing to do with you!”
“Oh yes? said who? We still have unfinished business, Cintya. Your hand once slapped me and you have to make up for it! By the way, surely Bhishma has not known who Cintya was in the past right? If you want your secret to be safe, come with me now to pay the wages shut up!”
Several nurses were seen heading to the parking lot. Markus rewinds his body and Tya doesn't waste a chance. Immediately escaped taking a thousand steps along with the group of nurses who passed by despite his limp legs, trembling. Gegas boarded the parked white Fortuner and asked Mang Eko to tap the gas from there.
Seriate.