Sinful Angel
SA Chapter 5
Sinful Angel Chapter 5
“Bisma Putra Prasetyo who I know is not a man who easily gives up on lust. My friend is an honorable, dignified and principled man. Even exaggerating with a legitimate partner in public is not your style at all. But why is your brain sliding and suddenly looking for a paid woman? You need to be hacked!” Vero sewot is not playing. Her lips were pawing with eyes glaring in judgment. Sniffing like firecrackers at the welcoming ceremony of the circumcision bride so noisy he lectured on Bhishma.
Bisma gaped while shaking his head. His ears were ringing. Spinning the small towel he was holding, without the signal Bhishma stuffed it into Vero's mouth that was still vaporized without brakes.
“Whispering! Don't assume carelessly! Try to digest my sentence again. Not playing nyamber!” bisma Dengus is no less fierce.
Vero spat out a small towel that the Bisma stuffed into his mouth. Back percusses. “Destroying your eyes! Anyone who hears your sentence must immediately come to conclusions that refer to negative things. Are you looking for a paid woman to play with congklak? No no? If your mother and sister knew this, they would definitely be a big red!”
Bisma menoyor Vero growled “My intention is to find a paid woman not to be invited to sleep as your brain infers, Vero! But I'm looking for a woman who's willing to pay to be invited to my ex-wife's party!” Bisma emphasized the intonation of her words, affirming the intent of her previous sentence before Vero's nagging grenade exploded.
Vero. Seemed to think for a moment. “His casino, you intend to find a paid woman to accompany you to the party? Not able to invite one of your employees in the staff or factory employees? Why bother looking for a paid woman?” ask Vero for a proposal.
“If it's just a companion, I just have one of the office staff accompany me to the party. The reason I'm looking for a paid woman, is because it's not just to accompany me, but I want that woman to be willing to pretend to be my girlfriend at Prita and Dhika's party later. You must know what my purpose is.”
“You're warming up?” said Vero who is now even excited. “Good idea!”
“Well, where do I know? All I have is the links of the construction company and the cement man. Try searching in online shop. There may be,” said Vero prank, who was rewarded with Bhishma with a sharp shot.
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Bisma came home at lunchtime. When entering the house, a different atmosphere welcomes it. The sound of cooking utensils clashing with each other is heard from the kitchen, other than usual which is more often silent in the absence of the sounds of cooking activities.
The aroma of delicious cuisine delivered the air, smelled to the front area of his residence. The aroma of his favorite food, chicken soto. Moving her feet quickly, Bhishma headed straight for the kitchen. Sure enough, in his kitchen there was a small woman hijab milo color was busy weaving spatula alternately on the pot and pan on the stove.
Bisma's smile was happy. Putting a sports bag containing dirty old futsal clothes, he rushed over and hugged the woman who was cooking it.
“Munda.”
Seriate.