Sinful Angel
SA Chapter 154

Sinful Angel Chapter 154

More love. That was the overflow of flavors that filled the entire room of Bhishma's heart after dating Tya. Trembling melodious meets the succum.

Not only the impact because they had finished dating for the first time, Tya who forgave Mark's apology without much drama that makes Bisma more captivated by the figure of this shady-eyed woman. The tender heart of the woman who was carrying her baby was indeed so vast, unfolding immeasurably.

Markus says many thanks. He tells Mark to be a better man for his family when the opportunity to change is still given.

The bisma was heartened to give Mark a second chance to improve himself by still slipping the ultimatum at the end. If Mark is determined not to comply with the written agreement they agreed, then it is certain that Bhishma will blow up Markus' US card without negotiating again.

The son of Mark who became the consideration of Bhishma gave a chance to reflect on the man who no longer dared to raise his face when he was in front of him also Tya. Mark's son loved his father and vice versa. Hopefully in the future, Markus really wants to change from the bottom of his heart for the sake of the whole family, not just for fear of living hard and fear of being hated by his son.

The scenery above the contest tonight is somewhat different, if usually Tya who coiled spoiled in the arms of Bhishma, this time it was just the opposite. It is the bisma that is manifesting to the wife.

Tya sat leaning back while Bhishma fell on her thigh, facing Tya's belly which began to bulge. Tya stroked the soft bristles of Bhishma's hair, while her husband stroked her stomach while occasionally landing dear kisses.

“When can we see the sex of cute baby inside here?” bisma asked, looking up at Tya who had just been looking at her. “I've been impatient,” he continued kentara very curious.

“Saballah, Papa. The doctor said maybe in the future control time, we can already see the gender. Why indeed?” He asked back, just a pinch of sudden fear, haunting his mind.

His mind raged over with prejudice. What if it turns out that Bhishma has specific expectations about the sex of their child? What if her husband is disappointed if the baby he contains is not in accordance with the sex expectations? Will his son end up hated?

Tya's rolling eyeballs fretfully made Bisma squeak. “What's up? Does anyone hurt?” Bisma hurriedly got up from her bed.

“E-there's no shit, Mas. Just by the way, why do you think I'm really curious to know the gender of this baby? Does... does Mas have specific desires and expectations about the sex of our first child?”

Tya swallowed his saliva which was difficult to pass through the esophagus so tense and nervous he was now. I was worried about the answer her husband would say. Create his own burden for him.

Tya's concerns can be easily read by Bhishma. The more you know Tya more deeply, the ability of Bhishma to read Tya's facial water also increases sharply his intuition. He sat down cross-legged near Tya's calf, then stretched out a hand massaging his wife's leg.

“I have no specific wishes. Men or women are the same. A priceless gift I have long awaited. All I want is for my wife and son to be healthy and safe. Always in the protection of the Almighty wherever you are. Why am I so curious just because I enthusiastically want to immediately arrange our nursery, arrange according to gender,” explained Bisma whose answer immediately dismissed the cloudy on the face of Tya.

Tya gave a sigh of relief. The fear of the gray falling down was not left. Change the look of the face that returned bright.

“Mas massage in my calves is always delicious,” praise Tya on the Bhishma who is rolling a massage in her calves.

“So massage in other parts is not good? Then, actually, who was yelling good last night because of my massage?" hatchling bisma frowns, while the look in her eyes just implies something else, hot flashes.

Tya's pretty face blushed for a moment. Bisma even reminded him again of the incident last night where he groaned loudly when pounded full of excitement after bathing together. The heat struggle that makes them sweat again in the cold night air.

“The reason you are excited if again huffed so. The more beautiful, make me want to continue,” kekeh Bhishma who refocused on his massage on Tya's legs.

For a moment the Bisma massage stopped right at the elongated scar on his wife's white-skinned calf. Gently rub it there.

“It really does not hurt anymore?”

Tya nodded her head. “It's been a long time no pain, Mas. Part of it old wound.”

“It must have hurt a lot, right, deliberately injuring yourself by tearing your own legs using a shard?” Bhishma grimaced while rubbing the darling there. Looming over the soft skin was torn off intentionally.

“Sick, very-very sick. But at the same time I felt very, very relieved, I was finally able to break free from the endless vicious circle that was suffocating me. The pain in my leg felt like nothing when the air of freedom flooded my lungs,” Tya said with a smile with a look of light to that time.

“It turns out my wife is a debus player! Nekat once messing with belling.” The bisma nosy clucked rather hoarsely while continuing the massage. Then he looked down in hiding his heated eyeballs. It was as if a huge chunk of rock was piercing his chest every time considering how much suffering and hard life Tya had been. Not as lucky as other humans.

Tya gave a small laugh. “But thanks to my recklessness, I was met with Caca the good boy who eventually led me to meet an amazing man who accepted me for who I was. If on that day I was not reckless, I might not have a personal masseuse like now.” Tya spoke with a smiley look.

Bhishma laughed, shrinking the corner of his eye and so that his wife did not know that her tears were welling up.

“After this massage is completed, do not forget the payment, Madam. I am a businessman, so everything must be calculated with logic,”.

Tya giggled until his shoulders shook. “What kind of payment do you want, Sir? Why did I suddenly feel bad?” Tya mengkerling tease.

Bisma stopped her massaging activities, inched up and scooped Tya so that she sat on her lap in a position facing him.

“The payoff is of course a massage as well, but the variant is super special,” Bhishma fingered naughty assets puffed Tya which increasingly contains the effects of Tya's two-bodied body.

Pointing both arms to the neck of Bhishma, Tya then whispered seduce, “Alright, it's time for Mama to pay for your services earlier, Papa.”

Tya's sentence was instantly silenced by the hot pagutan. Link each other's bodies, re-wilding their beds in the cold circles of the night air.

Meanwhile, Radhika who was supposed to return to Jakarta this afternoon was dancing in a nightclub still in Bandung.

He was engrossed in drinking and dancing under the frenetic lights of the discotheque. With Cyra of course, spending money also scattered her seeds repeatedly on the sexy model who was willing to become her mistress, more precisely willing to become her slave. Celebrating his forbidden relationship with Cyra and telling Prita that he needs more time to succeed in the mission of conquering Bhishma as Prita wants.

Seriate.