Sinful Angel
SA Chapter 158

Sinful Angel Chapter 158

With an erratic feeling, Prita paced in front of her employees with a cell phone stuck to her ear. While biting his nails incessantly, Prita continued to call Radhika's number the tenth time but still not connected.

Her husband's cell phone number continued to be out of reach, the last message seen was still yesterday morning, when Radhika said she would leave for the plantation directly from Bandung without returning first to Jakarta.

“You sure you checked carefully? Yesterday my husband said it was time for the three plantations to harvest, but why did the report from you guys even say the main plantation was sold!” snapped Prita vented her frustration.

“We are very sure as sure as you are Mom. We have been looking for information on notaries who are involved in the buying and selling process. Everything has been sold with Mr. Radhika's approval and the payment is upfront. The notary also sent Copian about the letter Mr. Radhika signed to the company's e-mail moments ago, he said it might be needed for Sinar Abadi's archives, according to Reuters,” is clearly one of the audit team employees who lately had to overtime to check the company's financial crisis. Pouring the laptop in front of him to Prita.

Gurgles of misgivings pounded his chest cavity as Prita read the incoming emails his employees mentioned. Swallowing spit many times still trying to stay calm. After reading the copy and purchase, Prita checked all his accounts and asked the accounting department to check the company's accounts, who knows there is and enter the nominal amount with the price of three plantations listed in the copy letter.

She still thinks positively that her husband may have deliberately sold the plantation to buy another fertile land that they are looking for, given the quality of the tea leaves of the three plantations has been declining lately.

But alas, all the accounts he examined, did not increase in number. Only one Prita account still exists. It is not much, not even reaching one billion, while the funds that must be issued every month, especially for his personal needs and the company, are not small.

At a time when the situation in the room was getting more precarious, the secretary told Prita that there was a notification from a credit card held by Radhika from a diamond shop in Semarang an hour ago, he bought 350 million jewels. The card that the payment is paid by the company each month.

“Mas Dhika this is actually nothing at all? Insolvency and buying diamonds? Or maybe, it makes my gift when giving birth later?”

“But, isn't the father on the estate? But this is why the address is in Semarang ma'am? Since when does Sinar Abadi have plantations in Semarang?” the secretary was confused.

The accounting officer asked Prita to check all company accounts approached Prita.

“Data in the last three days there is absolutely no incoming funds, Mom. Just a big expenditure a few days ago was detected after being audited, ma'am. The report was sent to my mother's email address. That is, the transfer of funds is almost half of the active balance of the company that we usually use for factory funds. The funds were sent to Mr. Radhika's personal account. If the company's funds continue to thin and the plantation we no longer have, Sinar Abadi is threatened with bankruptcy, Bu.”

“Shut! Don't mention the forbidden word here!” angry screams.

Prita who is too engrossed in frying the news that it spreads until he ignores the important messages and reports that enter his phone. A moment later Prita retreated a few steps by supporting his body on a row of work tables there, reaching for the nearest chair and sitting there because his body seemed to lose its power now.

“Mas Dhika moved such a large fund for what!” the screams start to fret. “That's production fund!”

“Sorry, Mom. I don't know either. His wife, he would know better. While we are only employees,” said the employee was afraid while looking down.

Description after explanation unexpectedly formed a spinning top in Prita's head. With trembling hands, he tried to contact Radhika again and this time connected, making Prita throw a sigh of relief.

“ough... Your sway drives me crazy!”

“You've always been great, Mash. Ah... ah!”

“So... I'm great, right? It is only you who understand me the most Hah... hah!”.

“I-iya. You are the most he-great.akh! Ahh... go even deeper, Mash...”.

“Akh.. look, Darling. You like?”

“That's great, ahh. Mas Dhika's. ough.”.

“Mas Dhika! Who is the woman with you! You're playing crazy Radhika Suroso! I'm a big pregnant, motherfucker!”

Prita shouted in anger while holding her stomach. His shoulders were up and down so in contrast. His face was red. An angry voice was swarming on him. There is no answer, even the moans and moans there increasingly become a mix of profanity and the sound of the bed creaking.

Just when Prita was about to shout again, the phone connection was turned off by the phone holder across the street.

“Stat! Answer me where are you now? How dare you betray me!”

Prita rampaged to throw whatever was raised his hand, even his phone was thrown far away. No one dared to stop Prita's rampage blindly. Prita just stopped when his stomach suddenly hurt followed by a warm liquid that seeped between his thighs and when he looked down he was made even more surprised by the pink liquid that flowed soaked his calves.

Seriate.

Assalamualaikum. Hello dear friends of my readers, may wherever you are always healthy and happy. Sorry to be able to update again, the last few days my health condition is not good.

Do not forget to always take care of your health and congratulations on fasting.

With Love

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