Sinful Angel
SA Chapter 17
Sinful Angel Chapter 17
“Prita, introduce. This is Cintya, My Wife.”
Shaken, agape and aghast, that is the reaction of four people who are now glaring at Bhishma, not just Prita. Rona dropped jaw. Vero's eyeballs almost jumped so shocked by the statement that slid from his friend's mouth, while Tya blinked in a daze with the concept change of his client tonight is too sudden.
A few seconds passed, and Bhishma was surprised by her own words. His tongue slipped again, twice on the same day. Could the effects of too long to hold a lot of weight in the chest alone cause it to fail to focus, easily high blood and out of control?
His brain reflexes told him to immediately correct. But it is the same as suicide. Dropping the image yourself. Mastering the situation is just that the best option left. Already wet clutter, better to throw yourself all together.
“A-what? I-wife?” Prita stuttered in surprise. Staring at Bisma also Tya alternately.
Of all the invitations that he had sent just this time Bisma came to attend. Instead of successfully heating up and disturbing the peace of Bhishma, it is he who is now burning fire ignited by himself. Long time did not meet face to face with Bhishma and not heard news about his personal life, once met with the ex-husband was unexpected news was presented as a gift brought to his party.
Bisma glanced at Tya. Behind her warm eyes, there was a very strong plea to Tya who was looking at her in confusion. Honestly, his chest rumbled very worried, afraid that Tya would not follow the concept of his impromptu because it deviated too far from the initial concept that had been agreed.
Wanted to put where his face was if Tya's doing the whole thing. Confirmed destroyed already his remaining pride, destroyed the rubble that was trampled by Prita before.
Tya indeed objected to Bhishma's statement. This is his first time facing such a situation on the pitch. Initially Tya was about to whisper to Bhishma to express his objection, but reading the message of pleading behind the dark bead of Bhishma made Tya unbearable, choosing to solidify his heart following the game. Might speak his words and body language reassuringly so as not to arouse suspicion.
But Tya was not disturbed. In order to create a convincing atmosphere, Tya's fingers down and down to reach the palm of Bhishma, then slip his slim fingers between the gaps of the fingers of Bhishma, summarizing his friendly hands, bringing his side closer to Bisma.
“Sorry. I forgot to introduce myself. Introduce, my wife Mas Bisma,” said Tya while nodding politely, smiling they are very beautiful.
Bisma's shoulders slumped. Sighing a sigh of relief as smooth as possible as Tya followed her impromptu concept. Understand with the intention of Tya who summarizes the fingers, Bhishma grasped Tya's hand back.
The intimate skinship scene did not go unnoticed by Prita. Not to mention the luxurious couple ring embedded in the ring finger of Tya and the ex-husband makes him feel annoyed not kepalang.
“Wah, congratulations on your wedding.” Prita is stale, holding back the feeling of arrogance because of his intention to spread the charm on the Bhishma who used to love to die to him now has to run aground. “But when did you get married? Why don't you get word out about your wedding, Bhishma? This is so weird. Or, could it be that she's just a mistress?” she said with a scornful look at Tya.
Instead of being angry, Bisma smiled. Carrying Tya's hand in his hand to be kissed friendly, and the gentle behavior full of appreciation of the man to the woman really made Tya's heart suddenly insecure.
“We got married not long ago. About why not spread the word out, because I only share my happy moments with important people, and it seems you are not included in it, Prita.”
Seriate.