Sinful Angel
SA Chapter 112

Sinful Angel Chapter 112

While Bhishma was taking a shower this afternoon, Tya headed for the backyard. Approaching Mang Eko who is taking care of the plants. Mang Eko who saw his master step wide quickly towards him, immediately stood up and nodded politely.

“Mang, anyone wants me to talk,” said Tya directly, throw pleasantries. Don't want to waste time.

“Please, Neng. What's up?”

“Gini, Mang. About me who went to Satya Medika hospital, please do not say the same Mas Bhishma first. Let me tell you myself and explain. Fear even misunderstood that Mas Bisma heard from Mang Eko. You see, this morning I had permission to go to Khalisa's house, but because of something, I had to go to a different destination. Please yes, Mang,” pinta Tya with face look was-was. Fearing Mang Eko refused his request.

Mang Eko was actually a bit worried and wanted to ask the reason, but he had no choice but to nod. Unless the mistress goes to inappropriate places like nightclubs, then Mang Eko will immediately report it to Bhishma.

“Good, Neng.”

“Still a lot, Mang,” Tya said as he breathed a sigh of relief.

Finished talking to Mang Eko, Tya immediately plunged into the kitchen to cook dinner. Wearing an emboss mask to protect the sense of smell from the smells of food that even invite nausea.

Erna Tea was asked for help by Tya after some time usually Tya wants to cook alone without the intervention of others. Set up a variety of menus more than usual.

“Honey, why are you even in the kitchen?” exclaim Bisma worried.

The newly finished nurse took a shower straight out of the room when she did not find her husband in bed. Made more and more sewot when seeing a lot of dishes almost filled the entire dining table.

“Kan I told you to just fall. Why cook this much? What if you are doing?” sewotnya.

Tya washed her hands as the husband approached, opening the mask that was worn after both hands were drained of tissue.

“Rebahan keep my body even not good, Mas. I also want to cook a lot. Suddenly want to eat together Mas, Teh Erna and Mang Eko as well. If my friend said at the parlor first his name was botram. Lesehan food in the back gazebo. I think it's cool,” he said cheerfully.

Bhishma embraced the friendly wife, rubbing the stomach of Tya who had not yet poked with great caution. A warm taste burst into the heart with excitement spilling over as his palm landed there, greeting the baby.

“Is this what is called baby luggage?” bisma asked as she heard his wife's unusual wishes.

Tya smelled a smile. “Could be, maybe this is also the name of cravings,” sahut while poking softly.

“Although maybe craving cravings, but still can not be tired. You have to rest a lot. Rebahan only, do not do anything.” Bisma emphasized her words.

“Hey, the rebound period continues all the time? I'm not used to bad mageran, Mas. I am not a newborn! I also have a duty as a wife, one of which is preparing dinner for my husband.” Tya protested.

Bhishma's index finger swayed to the right and to the left accompanied by a similar head movement, expressing disapproval.

“No! Anyway, from now on your main task is only one. Keeping and making sure our baby is in there healthy and safe. Don't worry about anything else, if I need to add another ART. Don't argue. Must be obedient, Madam,” firmly while poking the nose bangir Tya fat.

Erna tea who had been stealing heard her master's conversation while frying corn parchment, turned her head full of questions with eyebrows linked and curious menukas.

“Neng, Den, Punteun. This tea means Neng Tya is pregnant again? Again contains that?”

The bisma who was busy rubbing against Tya's stomach with a slight bow, straightened her back and glanced at Teh Erna who was apparently gawking with her mouth slightly open.

“Iya, Tea. Tya's pregnant. We will be parents,” replied Bisma happily. His handsome face brightened, then kissed Tya's cheek in front of Teh Erna without hesitation who was rewarded with a tight elbow on his stomach.

“Mas, shy ih, no Erna Tea!” sumput Tya, put on a face with blushing cheeks.

“From now on, don't let Tya do any of that homework. Teh Erna also has to make sure, do not let Tya heavy activity when I am not at home, if Tya ngeyel directly report to me.”

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After finding out that the mistress was pregnant, Teh Erna asked Tya to sit down when she saw her master intended to transport food from the dining table to the gazebo. Tya wants to realize his impromptu desire who wants to have a lively lesehan dinner.

“Neng Tya sit only. I'm afraid of how it will go. All these foods let me and Mang Eko who hakut.” Erna Tea who really understands the waiting of Bhishma about heredity, participate possessive like her master. Protective of the baby and his mother.

“I just want to eat food. Not willing to defend the country on the battlefield!” lamented Tya, pursed her aunt for this and that forbidden.

“Kudu nurut tree. As Den Bisma said, Neng Tya's job now is to keep the womb. Keep dede utunnya well ya.”

After days of eating rice because he could not stand the aroma, tonight he ate quite greedy. Eating liwet rice with a full side dish, ranging from fried chicken to sambal and lalapan. The bisma occasionally feeds the wife, eating together full of warm atmosphere this time feels many times more delicious and meaningful.

“Come here, fast fall. Can not stay up late, pregnant women should sleep early.” Bisma patted the pillow as Tya came out of the bathroom.

Tya had changed clothes wearing a black, thin-looking nightgown so that the lacy cloth in it peeked. Bhishma cleared her throat as Tya got into bed, only to realize tonight that his wife was dressed sexier, the more beautiful she glowed with some curves.

Instead of falling on his pillow, Tya slipped into the arms of Bhishma. Bermanja, mendusel-dusel there.

“Mmhh, fragrant Mas delicious, fragrant,” his great-grandchildren spoiled while sniffing the chest of the field of Bisma wrapped in polo shirts.

“Is this flirtatious symptom also part of cravings?” kekeh Bhishma who re-embraced after the blanket was pulled over the top, stroking Tya's back intimately full of affection.

“Maybe also.” Tya mengkerling, giggling amusedly. Drown yourself in the brawny and warm arms that feel safe surrounding it.

“Tomorrow, we go to the gynecologist together. I want to hear with my own ears about my son's condition inside there in detail. But why didn't you tell me when I found out you were pregnant?”

“Soalya, I see Mas is very busy. The night went on too. I deliberately delayed telling, again at the right time. Sorry yes,” replied Tya reasoned.

Bisma actually wanted to ask about the chronology of how the photo USG could end up falling in his office. However, Bisma chose to postpone asking this question. Let him find out tomorrow for himself. Do not want to mess with the mood of pregnant women dear.

Tya's pregnancy was like a bright spot that might be able to melt the anger of the mother. It feels impatient to want to immediately tomorrow and tell the mother that she was finally blessed with offspring. Planning after the obstetrician, Bisma will take Tya to see Viona.

Bisma kissed Tya's forehead. “Not to apologize, dear. I feel guilty here. As a result of I was too busy, you were reluctant to deliver this special news. Tomorrow afternoon after work we go straight to the doctor. I also need to consult.”

“OK, but consultation about what?”

“About many things. The focus is certainly related to the health of the baby and his mother, also consulted about bed problems during pregnancy. I'm afraid of the misconduct that endangers your womb. But it is also impossible to fast until you give birth. The proof, now he squirms, especially now my wife is getting sexy contains.” Bisma whispers warmly. With a sensual gesture carrying Tya's palm landed at the center of her body under the blanket.

Tya looked up, returning my hot masculine gaze to her husband. Biting the tip of his lips teased and his delicate fingers down there instead moved mischievously.

“You visited not? The word doctor yesterday may be the origin of not bar-bar,” said Tya.

“Check what? Which bar-bar what?” bisma failed to understand.

Tya inched more up, her lips reaching for Bisma's ears then whispered a seductive heat there. “Check our baby in there.”

Seriate.