
Sinful Angel Chapter 27
In a private room in her new company, Bisma is seen daydreaming staring out the window after finishing a pile of work. The building is not as luxurious and grand as it was inherited first, but he should be proud because this building even though only half of its size is the result of his efforts to rise again.
It has been four days for Bhishma to weigh. On Sunday night, he simply read a message from Tya without replying. Confused whether to say what, because he had previously said that everything that was worn on Tya that night belonged to Tya.
It's just that he forgot, if the diamond couple ring he asked to wear was not included in it because it was a special ring given by his mother. The hereditary jewelry that is not only just beautiful, but also contains the meaning of parental love with the contents of the expectations of the household of her child who has not been blessed offspring remains lasting and soon gets a baby.
Bisma still, remember. At that time he had just returned from the Netherlands and immediately stopped by his parents' house according to the message of the mother. Viona gives the jewelry before the third anniversary of Bhishma's wedding with Prita is held, which she plans to hold next day. However, Bisma did not have time to show and give it.
That afternoon after finishing talking with his mother, he wanted to surprise her impromptu return to Prita which was originally scheduled for tomorrow afternoon. Prita was reportedly in the company at the time. Instead of giving a surprise, even he who was made surprised will be struck by lightning. When he arrived at the company, Bisma was treated to a scene of his wife with Radhika who was making hot out in her own office.
Wanting to ask to be returned, Bisma felt prestige, like licking her own spit. But the ring is not just a piece of jewelry, it has a deep meaning.
“Arghh! Why can I forget about the ring!” Bisma grumbled in frustration as she unscrewed the phone lock screen.
After almost giddy seven circumference, Bisma finally replied to Tya's message. Given his schedule to Bogor tomorrow, Bisma intends to make an appointment to meet.
His message was immediately replied, Bisma was almost aghast. Tya said she wanted to return the ring immediately for fear of removing it. After exchanging messages several times, they finally decided to meet near Tya's residence, in a meatball shop not far from there.
The door of the room was knocked. Bisma turned the chair she was sitting on. His secretary named Popy pushed the door after being welcomed. Popy was the secretary of Bhishma for a long time. Since from still serving in Sinar Abadi Group. The bob-haired and bespectacled woman looked nervous. It was clearly on his face. He seemed hesitant to speak.
“What's up, Popy?” bisma asked quickly, straightening her back that was leaning on her chair. Popy gelagat that looks wrong makes Bisma frown. “You knocked on my door because there is important information you want to convey, right? You know, I don't like it when my time is spent on things that aren't worthwhile.”
“Sorry, Sir. That, anu ... here_” Popy crept his own fingers, rather hesitantly continued his words.
“Anu what? If the talk is clear,” firmly Bisma began to be impatient.
Popy corrected her nervous glasses before replying. “I-it, Sir. In front there is Bu Prita Arhdya, he said he wanted to meet the Father. I've said you are busy too he does not believe, forced to meet, he said to give you a congratulations gift. Bu Prita bring bouquets.”
Alert alarm sounds loud on Bhishma's head. Vero's forecast is now a reality. Prita came all the way from Jakarta just to disturb his calm. Bisma immediately rose without warning, shocking Popy to a snort.
Whahuh? Congratulation? Lothawat! inner grouse.
Hesitating, Popy nodded his head. “Iya, Sir. Bu Prita asked about your wedding and your new wife.”
Bhishma's heart is beating incoherently. “Continue, you answer how?” tanyanya fretted, worried that the skit was exposed.
“In addition because I do not understand the question Bu Prita. Your privacy matters are not my realm to speak of. I told Ms. Prita that my job is to help take care of the company, not your personal life. I'm also telling Bu Prita to ask you for yourself when it comes to personal matters, because that's not my portion. And he looks upset at my answer.”
Bhishma's shoulders slumped, incredibly relieved. As always, Popy is reliable. Competent and competent in their work. Shattering the worries that in the previous second strangled her was great. “Good. It remains so if anyone asks similar questions whoever it is.”
“Good, Sir. But, Ms. Prita is still in front, staunchly waiting in the lobby chair and still pushy want to meet you. What should I say and do?”
Bhishma seemed to think, it didn't take long and then gave the order.
“You Just accept the bouquet. Then tell Prita that I'm not allowing guests. Can't be bothered, 'cause I'm with my wife.”
“Hah? His wife? I-I mean how, sir?” popy doesn't understand. Prita's questions and her boss's sentences make Popy dizzy himself. Popy was also somewhat horrified, worried that his boss who was late widower suddenly attacked by the pestilence virus.
“Yes the answer should be so. Exactly as I exemplify. I'm counting on you.” Bisma emphasized her words.
“Y-yes, fine, sir.
Popy resigned with a myriad of questions milling about in his mind. Leaving the boss locked himself in his room.
Vero's advice about getting married again seems to have to be quickly realized so that Prita does not constantly undermine his calm.
However, the big problem here is, which Prita knows as his wife is Tya, has already introduced the figure of Tya as his partner in public places.
It's a big idea even though it's crazy. The bisma wondered for herself. Is Tya willing to be hired over the next few months to pretend to be his wife?
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