Sinful Angel
SA Chapter 44

Sinful Angel Chapter 44

He spent three weeks in hospital after his fracture. This afternoon, Tya was declared able to go home with regular outpatient required until the injury in his right arm was completely recovered as usual.

Teh Erna who for three weeks faithfully accompanied Tya day and night, helped prepare a change of clothes for Tya to wear home while Bhishma was finishing administrative affairs. For three weeks, Bisma was often back and forth from the hospital after work, although not every day.

"Would you help me change her clothes, Neng?" hail Teh Erna on Tya, considering that Tya's right arm still has to be carried in order for maximum recovery.

"No need, Tea. From today I want to learn more about wearing my own clothes. After all, this is a loose dress model, easier to wear," declined Tya politely while commenting on a smile.

"Can Neng Tya really? If you are not sure, do not be forced," added Teh Erna argued tucked worry.

"Very sure, Tea. But, can Teh Erna please wait outside? I want to change his clothes here, if in the bathroom afraid of slipping," Pinta Tya pleaded.

"Good, Neng. Waiting at the door, if you need help, just call. But the door's not locked, afraid there's nothing."

Teh Erna left Tya alone. He waited faithfully in front of the door of Tya's hospital room while opening his smartphone, checking back Bisma's message related to Tya's medical intension that had to be taken home.

Fifteen minutes passed, Erna Tea rubbed her stomach which suddenly felt bad.

"Duh, this is even heartburn, like the impact of eating the leunca cartridge last afternoon," he murmured himself, grimacing.

"This is Neng Tya has been sorted out yet ya change his clothes?" ask her at the door in front of her that only silence never give an answer.

Wanting to knock, Teh Erna felt unwell intruding. Swerving around hoping Bhishma shows up, wanting to ask permission to the bathroom. However, his increasingly aggravating heartburn makes him no longer care about anything, ragged to the toilet in a public area.

After a while, Bisma appeared in the hallway to the direction of Tya's inpatient room. Stepping wide and turning the door lever where Tya was. Not knocking first as usual, Bisma pushed the door plain white.

Tya's molecular body that has healed external wounds and bruises presented smoothly. Cream-colored lacy bras and panties emblazoned with real enveloping the crucial assets of the women. Instead of closing her eyes, both of Bisma's eyes were glaring, her junks were up and down, especially when her visionary space fell on the twisted twin part of her snooping peek behind the lace.

"Teh, why come in? Is there a need? I'm not done yet, just wait outside again yes, sorry for a long time," said Tya who was trying to wear clothes, not yet realized that the incoming is not Erna Tea.

"Astaghfirullahalazim!" Bhishma said half-cried, and then turned his back and rubbed his face rough.

"Huh? P-Pak Bhishma? Arghhhh out!" tya snapped, shrieking in surprise as the masculine voice of Bisma echoed throughout the room, while his clothes still concerned the neck and head area.

"Sorry. I don't think you're changing clothes here because you usually change clothes in the bathroom with the help of Teh Erna," Sambar Bisma quickly, his tone clearly does not want to be misunderstood.

"To-please get out, sir. I'm learning to change my own clothes," explained Tya not feeling good because he was yelling in a high voice.

"O-okay. Continue changing her clothes, I'm out now."

Just as Bisma touched the doorknob, her steps came to a halt as her ears caught Tya's whirring and grimacing voice. It must be because the injured arm has not fully recovered.

Exhaling violently, Bisma let go of the doorknob. Rotating the body and without ba bi bu stepped wide to approach Tya. They're married anyway, aren't they? There's nothing wrong with just helping Tya change clothes.

"I'm helping you get dressed!" firmly Bisma who just pulled the zipper dress that concerns wider. Her hands itchy seeing the dress never wrapped the beautiful grooved body of this shady-eyed woman.

"Eh, it's okay, sir. You just wait outside, I can be alone." Tya stuttered in panic, about to refuse but his efforts were nil.

"Be quiet! If you continue for a long time, you can catch a cold. So don't argue!"

Seriate.