Sinful Angel
SA Chapter 149

Sinful Angel Chapter 149

Bisma came home late today. The mother greeted him on the terrace as soon as she heard the sound of a vehicle entering the garage. The timer points to the number ten just as Bisma glances at the watch just before getting off her vehicle.

His face looks tired. Even so a line of smiles remains etched, feeling relieved one by one the problems can be overcome without chaos. Stay calm like a running water surface that only tightens the current below.

His greeting was greeted by the mother. Bisma also kissed the back of Viona's hand before then coming in together.

“You look really tired. Have you had dinner?” viona asked worriedly when she saw the face of her youngest son mapping the extreme tiredness.

“Numbered, Bun. Couldn't. Many things that I have to take care of as soon as possible, no time to delay,” replied Bisma while swinging her legs together with Viona.

Viona's footsteps stopped. Shrugged his son's shoulders, staring with worry. He sat on the sofa in the living room.

“Do not get used to it. No matter how busy your work, maintaining health remains primary, as a form of gratitude we have been given a healthy and priceless pleasure. Also, now you are no longer alone. There are two significant people who must be taken care of wholeheartedly and need you most. For that you have to maintain health,” said Viona reminded.

Bisma smiled wryly. “Iya, my mother who is carrying,” he said wrapped in jokes and also gratitude, the attention of the mother is never timid.

“What did you take care of until this late?”

“Later I told you. It still has to do with the riotous prick from my past. But, even if it takes time. The important thing is that I succeeded,” replied Bisma briefly.

Bhishma came home until this late in order to take care of Markus so as not to dare to mess around with Tya, also certainly would not dare to mess with his company after the termination of cooperation without compensation agreed.

In anticipation, Bisma asks Yudhis and his team of lawyers to come to the restaurant after bringing Mark to his knees. Ask Yudhis to help him make a written agreement signed directly by Mark stating that Mark would never again act against the family of Bhishma at any time. If it violates, then all the decay of Mark will certainly be published and of course Mark will be destroyed if Resya kicks it.

Markus died a flea, not a wart. Choosing to agree to all of Bhishma's requests rather than her ending up being a vagabond on the streets, with no property and no family. However, in the depths of his heart, Markus loves Resya and is afraid that his son will hate him if he knows his dark side. It's just that his wild association and odd fetish make him not feel enough with one woman, even more crazy when the high position is held.

In addition to deciding on cooperation, Bhishma also demanded other things that Mark inevitably agreed to in writing. It is better to obey than to fight a war that is clearly not balanced by its opponent.

Bisma urged Markus to resign from his presidency in Resya's father's central company in Bandung, asking Markus to move from this city and not to show his nose roaming around again here. About the reason for the alibi that Mark had to make in his father-in-law Bhishma did not want to know, the important thing is that Mark got out of here.

Not to forget Bhishma also affix one more point. If one day Prita and Radhika spread the disgrace of Tya, then certainly Markus will certainly be dragged fruit from the mouth of the bucket. Therefore, if anyone asks if his name will be brought by Radhika and Prita to be asked for confirmation as a source of information Tya's past, then Markus should not be mispronounced. Markus had to answer that he never knew Tya and the information that Prita spread and Radhika only gossip. If you do not comply, then your own responsibility is the result. Like the proverb that says your mouth is your day, that is what befalls Mark now.

“Ya already, later the story. Now you have dinner first even though it's too late. Want to eat something that already exists or want Mommy to make something?” bargain Viona attentive. Such is a mother, even though her child has grown up, for her will always be her little baby.

“I miss the seafood tek-tek noodles made by Mother that are second to none. Ah, I'm a father miss. Usually the most possessive father if Mother cook the menu. Always want to be the number one gets the.” part

Viona laughed a little. The bias of her eyes glared at the memories of her late husband's behavior, just as Bhishma had said.

“May all your mistakes and khilaf your father be forgiven, may your father be placed in the best place.”

“Aamiin,” said Bisma guaranteed and did not forget to divorce the same do’a from the bottom of the heart.

“You cooked spicy or original noodle tek-teknya?” asked Viona who got up from her seat, about to move into the kitchen.

“Then it may be spicy, Bun. Sorry, I became pregnant Mother. But I'm really kangen very same Mother's cuisine that one.” Bhishma scowled at the end of her sentence which Viona responded to with a crisp laughter.

“But don't make it, Bun. I'm gonna take a shower for a second. My body feels sticky everywhere. Uh yeah, where's Tya? From earlier not visible?” Bisma wailing, just realized the beautiful face of his wife was not seen since.

“Jam nine earlier, Mommy asked Tya to rest in your room instead of catching a cold. Mother peeked like she had slept, before you arrived. Since eight o'clock Tya paced on the terrace, waiting for you to go home. He said his stomach was not good anymore. Tya also only ate a little, because it was nausea again. The story is, if you eat without you, it is often so. Like a granddaughter Mother very bucin with her papa.”

Viona chuckled while commenting on her warm smile, while the papa candidate was unable to hide her worries. Unlike Viona who was also pregnant, things experienced by Tya are still quite common in the pregnancy phase, so she looks calmer.

“Then I went to my room, Bun.”

The bisma galloped quickly to the second floor where her room in the mother's house was located. Pushing the tall door made of wood was rather tight due to the panic. Luckily his reflexes were champion, quickly Bisma grabbed the door leaf so as not to hit the wall and closed it back as slow as possible.

The room was silent. He was on the bed only a blanket that was barking tangled. The fragrant aroma of Tya's body was indeed spread in the room, but the owner was invisible in all corners of the room.

Then his ears caught the sound of water gurgling from the bathroom that slightly opened the door. Bisma quickly put her coat and briefcase on the mattress. Breaking into there and he instead pecked stiff when presented with the beauty of the curves and smooth skin of his wife. Tya was enjoying the warm water without a thread.

Seriate.