Sinful Angel
SA Chapter 20

Sinful Angel Chapter 20

“Make you.” Bisma handed a large bouquet of fresh fragrant red roses beautifully arranged with dusty pink ribbon combined with the green to Tya's lap.

“Lho, you know. This is what, sir?” Tya's eyelids winked intensely not understanding.

“That's a rose,” said Bisma who was busy installing a seat belt.

“Yes, I also know that this is the Rose Flower, not the chicken satay, sir. But what do I mean? Don't tell me this is the compensation and tips you promised?” great-grandson Tya fiercely demanded an explanation, her expression despairing instantly. “Sorry once, Sir. Maybe my words this time are too bad. But really, I don't need flowers like this. For me, a bunch of kale is more useful than a bouquet of flowers, this flower although expensive can not be made a vegetable to eat as a booster hungry stomach. Nor can I eat this flower, I am human, not dedemit!”

Tya mencecoros interjected before Bisma could explain, kentara objected if the promised tips and compensation was exchanged for a bouquet of flowers that would have been expensive. It is beautiful, but for Tya a big bunch of this beautiful flower is not at all interesting. He is not in need of beauty, all he needs is rupiah to survive with Caca.

The bisma soaks the lips, arranges the sentence before disarming. “This flower is not a compensation exchanger and the tips I promised, it is just a bonus. This, hopefully useful.” Bisma reached into the pocket of the suit, grabbed Tya's right arm and put ten million rupiahs of cash into the palm of the hand.

Tya was fixated, glaring at the pile of money in his right hand. The thunder behind his chest cheered happily. Without being counted any money tips and compensation given by Bhishma is much more than the amount that Marsha rationed from each transaction of the client who rented his services.

“I-this, be-real tips and compensation for me, sir?” Stuttering, Tya asked to make sure, not until he had cheered happily, it was just halu. “Se-everything for me, so?” he continued, staring at Bhishma without blinking, waiting for an answer.

“Iya, that's for you all. Hope deigned.”

Tya pranced unconsciously on the spot, to the point that his head hit the roof of the car. So happy he forgot that he was still in the car.

Tya patted the ten million on the top of his crown. A clear gratitude comes from the bottom of the heart. Unaware of her, Bisma looked at her with another highlight behind her masculine bead: concern. Surely the life of the woman who was hired for his services is not easy, he thought.

“Pak, if the intention is to give me an additional bonus, actually do not try to buy flowers. Buy egg crust or rice just sit on it when,” said Tya laughed dryly rather embarrassed, while stroking his stomach that sounded hungry rumbling. At the party earlier Tya only ate a piece of lasagna, and it was not finished.

Bisma Laughter rising. Rubbing his nose to relieve the amused look at the behavior of Tya who is sometimes bar-bar, sometimes funny, but must be admitted to be very professional when working.

"We'll get some food before we go to the hotel. Me, too hungry. Actually, the flower is not just a bonus, but for the sake of building an alibi. Sorry, honestly I'm going to trouble you again, maybe for the next few hours. But do not worry, I am also a businessman, time is money, I will add compensation in the hotel later.”

“How do you mean help, Sir?” Tya squinted pointy, crossing both arms in front of his body full of anticipation. “I told you, I am retired to sleep!” fierce spray.

Bisma put her index finger in front of her own mouth. “Ssttt, lower your voice. Not that kind of help. But I was caught in an unexpected emergency situation. My ex-wife is following us. The car, black mercy sedan plate ‘D’.”

Bhishma pointed back, Tya turned his head, following Bisma's lead. Tya smothered his mouth when he caught a figure on the passenger bench whose glass was slightly open.

“Yes geez. Shouldn't he be at the party? Why even crawl to follow you?” great-grandson Tya was astonished to ask.

“I don't understand either. For sure he was stalking to validate the truth of my statement at his party earlier. In order to keep this scenario perfect, I strongly ask for your willingness to continue this charade until he stops watching. So, I still need you. Sorry, inconvenience you again.”

Seriate.