Sinful Angel
SA Chapter 38

Sinful Angel Chapter 38

Silently ambushed throughout the hospital room occupied by Tya after Bhishma explained in detail the reason for his unusual request, adding silence in the silence of the late night landscape. Not because there was no life in the room, but Tya and Bhishma were both busy with their own thoughts. Especially Tya, who looked like she was stringing words in her head.

“That's why I'm asking you to be my wife until all my complicated issues are over. Not in the real sense, but rather in symbiosis of mutualism. Don't deny, your condition now really needs help and so do I. We are both being plagued by crucial problems, it's just different location.” Bhishma again broke the silence in the room, while Tya had not opened the word again.

“There is no harm in working together as a way out to solve each other's problems right? In addition, you must be willing to try to recover. Caca definitely doesn't like knowing you're wasting the chance to breathe in the mortal realm that's still siding with you just being passed over to give up. Every opportunity that is still on our side must be accompanied by a reason in it, a chance to improve life in the future for example. And in this healing process you definitely need a lot of funds, especially for major surgery on the part of your arm that is broken, which the doctor recommends should be synchronized. I make sure I can help and fulfill all that, provided you also want to help my complicated problems in return.”

Tya, who for a moment was glued to the ceiling, turned back to Bhishma. Bhishma's tone was clearly frustrated by the problems that were being faced and Tya could catch it, this simple man was not boasting in every spoken word.

Tya is also very self-aware, it is impossible that Bisma asked her to be a wife based on heartburn, it is certainly all for the benefit of their respective problem solving and it is undeniable that the phrase Bisma about mutualism symbiosis is very appropriate. The despicable herself was asked to be a real wife by a kind man like pungguk longing for the moon aka impossible. Although for a moment just now when all the reasons for the unexpected request were honestly ejected smoothly from the mouth of Bhishma, a foreign taste infiltrated the chest, like an invisible pain.

“So, you mean, I'm just so pretend wife for a while until your problem is over in return for the material and time you've sacrificed for me and my late sister?” Tya asked Bhishma who was looking at her.

“Yes. I'm not that smooth, Tya. I demand a reply to everything I have done for you. If you are not willing, then I will note it as a debt that you have to pay with rupiah,” said Bisma who is actually rather unsure of the end of the sentence, feeling bad for people who are being stricken by disaster. However, how else, the situation was pressed for an emergency. He had to sue with pressure.

“Think about it first. But, I can only give you until tomorrow. Because tomorrow I have to go back to Bandung,” continued Bisma again when Tya's response again looked at the ceiling without a word. Bhishma was about to get up, but his movements stopped being distracted by Tya's words.

“I'm ready, Sir.”

Tya's answer successfully made Bisma blink a split second. “I mean you are willing to accept my offer?”

The bisma asked back to make sure she was with her chest that suddenly rumbled happily. Either feel happy because the way out has been obtained or because of other things he can not distinguish.

Bhishma held back her smile that wanted to be engraved so wide as her legs as the burden on her chest decayed now. Bisma nodded. “Hmm, mature thinking.”

“So, after this I have to pretend to be your wife in a certain atmosphere. Is that what you mean, Sir?” tanya wanted to know more details.

Bhishma sat back on the chair she was about to leave. Scratching the tip of his nose.

“If you only accompany me in certain situations, wouldn't it be risky to invite suspicion? Good thing, you pretend all the time. Actually, I want you to stay in my house as usual husband and wife until my runyam situation subsides completely,” explained Bisma, expressing his opinion.

Tya frowned. “That you said does make sense. But, sir, stay one roof with you even if it's just for pretending and nothing happens between us, wouldn't it be equally risky if our charade was exposed before your troubles were over? You're a good man. Your image will be bad in the public eye and we will be branded a couple get together kebo. You'd better think again carefully about your request to me. More secure for your image, I will only appear in the necessary situation even though my advice is not completely dashed the suspicion of audiences, especially your ex-wife,”, Tya said in a review.

Bisma massaged her temple that was pulsating with dizziness. Tya's thinking is correct. Both are equally risky. Then came an unusual idea out of nowhere.

“Then, we should get married, Tya. So that no defects can be found in overcoming each problem, especially my serious problem. It's just that I'm going to marry you in series. Whaddya think? Objection?” Bhishma waited for Tya's answer with anxious expectation.

Bhishma did not realize his sentence just now like it was a scenario by nature, which crammed his head at this time was just looking for a way out as soon as the fruit of a tongue slip that ended dizzying. And on the other hand, the demanded Tya was always realistic in going through the rigors of life without treasures and thrones, unhesitatingly nodding her head without much thought. Feeling the solution of Bhishma is the most appropriate for both of them.

“I don't mind, Sir.”

Seriate.