Sinful Angel
SA Chapter 104

Sinful Angel Chapter 104

“Neng Tya is fine? That's his face, the pisan. Just go home how, Neng?"

Mang Eko gave a suggestion from behind the wheel when the car stopped at a red light. Through the deep rearview mirror he accidentally saw the reflection of his master who looked deathly pale with sweat dewy on the forehead.

“Do not, Mang. It's just a little dizzy, no big deal. If you can run the car faster, Mang. I want to quickly meet Mas Bisma,” Pinta Tya who is shrinking a flood of cold sweat on his forehead. Continued by smelling telon oil in his hands.

“Siap Neng, carry out.”

His encounter with Markus always produced a wave of severe stress that affected his body's reaction and he needed to inhale the scent of Bhishma now, the only effective antidote to relieve his nausea and dizziness. Could it be a baby? It could be that her fetus in there was angry when her mother was made fun of and reviled.

Tya weighed in along the way to tell him about Mark to Bhishma. Not to vilify her husband's business partner, but Tya really needs protection now. After finding out she was pregnant, Tya was ambushed in case Mark's carelessness caused her harm.

If only himself is harmed, Tya feels still able to cope despite not sure. However, knowing in her womb that she lives with her baby, Tya is afraid that her innocent baby will be hurt and she is dead-end, not knowing how to take anticipatory steps.

Arriving at the lobby of Agra Prime, Tya took the time to greet Suri for a moment even though his nausea urge was not karu-karuh. Squeezing the strap of his sling bag as an attempt to muffle.

“Live to the fourth floor only, Mom. I just finished the meeting and happened to have Miss Viona too, just came a moment ago. Need me to drop off, Mom?” Suri offered help. Not without reason, the current condition of the boss' wife does not look so good.

“I can do it myself, Suri. Just continue your work,” said Tya still trying to be friendly.

Not wasting time, Tya used the elevator to the room Bisma was in. He rubbed his stomach as the iron-plated box carried him up. Removing a photo of USG from his bag, looking at him lovingly despite his turbulent stomach uncomfortable.

The sound rang along with the elevator doors opening. Tya hurriedly stepped towards the door next to the Poppy table.

Her husband's secretary was not there, her seat was empty. Usually Poppy welcomes and knocks on the door of Bhishma for her, but since Poppy is not around, she knocks on the door of the room.

Both of his feet stopped. His right hand that was about to knock came to a halt floating in midair right in front of the tall door that opened its slight gap.

Tya froze when she heard the sobs of anger that sounded from inside her husband's voice. His name is also mentioned, making him stop in and knock. His body froze as if nailed to the ground.

“So you already know about her past and still want to marry her? Bhishma where your common sense is! Mother does advise you to get married again but this is not the case. Not with a woman like this!”

“You're right in love or just a momentary lust? Given his profession in the past he must be a master seducer, right? The good side is that it is just manipulation. You're too naive, my friend. You used to be tricked by a cunning fox named Prita. Is this time sure not being cheated again?”

“Mother, please don't think so about my wife. I really learned from my failures about judging a woman. I pondered and asked myself if I was sure of how I felt about Tya and the answer was yes. It turns out that I really love and love Tya like whatever she is. And I'm pretty sure Tya isn't like Prita despite her dark past.”

“You're sure you can accept that past forever? Sure your love endures him no matter what happens in the future?”

“Very sure, Mother. With Tya who incidentally has a dark past, I found the way closer to the Almighty, also finally I feel the pleasure of household worship. I was encouraged to study again and again, just as Tya wanted to be guided.

I feel like a real priest in my marriage to Tya. Things I didn't find in my household just yet. Also, there was a lot of unexpected blessing when I decided to marry Tya. As well as my company that was unexpectedly given smooth ride prestige in a short time.”

“But, if you were destined to be given offspring through her womb, is it certain that she would not be like her mother who did not want her own flesh and blood? Sure Tya can be a good mother while the first madarasah of your children will be her mother! Why are you acting rashly!”

“Mother, please don't do this. Didn't Mother always teach me not to judge others without knowing the true story? Please Mother. Since birth, Tya's life has always been plagued by bitterness, facing the cruel world of self-attack. Is not Mother moved to guide him who wants to become a better human being? Tya became a woman of the night not because of the insistence of lifestyle. Without me to explain, Mother must have known everything from the detective that Mother paid to find information.”

“But still Bhishma. Why does it have to be like this? If the public knew the identity of your wife in the past, wouldn't that just backfire in your life? Especially on your new business wriggling again.”

Viona's cries of disappointment rang out loud every word for word she said in Tya's ears. Inside there the bickering is still going on and Tya is still frozen in the doorway.

Intentions want to surprise, but unexpectedly it is he who gets a surprise.

Without realizing it, her tears rolled down her cheeks. Finally the day she feared arrived, the day where her identity was known to Viona and as expected Viona was disappointed was also furious.

He was not angry with Viona. If he was in Viona's position, surely the reaction would be the same. It makes sense when Viona doubts her if she is a mother because Tya has never been nurtured by her real mother, growing up in a more suitable home is called the headquarters where the growth of the forerunner of the Jordan night flowers later.

However, for the first time in his life Tya felt very angry at the biological mother who had given birth to him. His heart screamed, why was he not killed when his mother conceived him first. Why even born if only to bear the burden that really feels unable to bear. Chalking the fate of the pain that must be passed even though he never asked to be born into the world.

With wet cheeks pouring out, Tya pulled his legs back. The black-and-white photo in his hand fell to the floor as he strode to reach the elevator. Deciding to come back down with tears streaming down, crying without sobbing, beating his chest like no other.

Seriate.