Sinful Angel
SA Chapter 80

Sinful Angel Chapter 80

The business of moving rooms unplanned memangetung tya. However, currently following Bhishma is more important than other affairs. He took a shower as quickly as possible and packed a few clothes. Just as necessary. After breakfast, he went to the pharmacy. Ask the pharmacist and ask for a cheerful medicine. Buy it from various products.

At eleven o'clock in the afternoon Tya was done with his affairs. Tya asked Teh Erna to make a bean porridge that she would take away. Peppers green beans, brown sugar equipped with ginger is loaded with nutrients and useful to warm the body. Bandrek powder also brought Tya, do not forget the wind oil and eucalyptus also crammed into his bag.

“Mang Eko, please transport all the items I will bring to the trunk. After the Dzuhur prayer we immediately departed. Poppy is on her way here now.”

“Good, Neng.”

Poppy's figure appears on the porch of the house. A driver who goes straight back to the company. Poppy arrived after finishing her work at Agra Prime's office.

“Poppy, sorry yes, troublesome,” Tya said as soon as Poppy sat in the living room.

“It's okay, Mom. I also had to go back to the plantation after Mr. Bisma. There are some files that require legalization from local related agencies. I've tried to contact Hadi's analyst staff and the foreman's garden contact, to ask about Mr. Bisma's condition also confirm the need for the file. But their numbers are both out of reach constantly. Looks like Hadi and the foreman of the garden have been going to the plantation since morning. And as far as I was yesterday, the signal in the plantation area was quite ugly, drowned. Often even the signal is lost completely,” explained Poppy at length.

Adzan Dzuhur. Tya and the others performed the four rakaat prayers first. Do’a tucked atahiyat end and two greetings. Tya until sobbing in do’anya, begging that Bhishma be saved and healthy. Bhishma is like a solace in losing her to Caca. Who did not look at him one eye, regardless of wealth and caste. Although Bisma said helping her with selflessness was only limited to symbiosis, at least Bhishma never treated her lowly. He is very afraid of losing. After Caca, he didn't want to lose Bhishma either. Moreover, the fear of loss is now strengthened by the vibrations of love that grow in the heart.

The white Fortuner that Mang Eko was driving quickly darted away from the Bhishma residence. Poppy sits in front as a guide, while Tya occupies the passenger seat. Tya's lips incessantly divorced do’a. Also do not give up trying to re-attach the call to the number owner who managed to make him upset.

“May the streets don't get jammed yes, Mom,” said Poppy, turning to Tya.

Tya reviewed a thin smile despite his mood not wanting to smile at all. “Iya. Hopefully we can get to our destination soon. I'm afraid Mas Bisma why-napa.”

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“Alhamdulillah, Sir. Harvest is so smooth and supported by sunny weather until noon. It seems that nature has blessed our harvest today. The sky is just starting to cloudy now.”

The foreman of the garden was conversing with Bhishma in one of the high-rises. Presenting a view of the green expanse of tea gardens that have been harvested for this time.they just after lunch together at two o'clock this afternoon, middle sipping black coffee while relaxing accompanied by cool breezy and fresh air Puncak area.

Bisma nodded with her carving printed clearly on her handsome face. “Yes, Thank God. Many unexpected blessings were beyond my expectations. Allah is All-Good, Sir. Provided we never get tired of trying and striving.”

“Pak, sorry to interrupt for a moment. There was a missed call notification call that was very late to my number. There is also a new message notification coming in but just keep loading. Missed call from Poppy. There seems to be an important thing since there are already three missed calls. But here the signal just keeps going away and my phone battery is also ten percent, my powerbank is left in the villa. Does Poppy also call your number?” Hadi interrupted Bhishma's chat with the garden foreman, still not forgetting the manners when talking to his superiors even in urgent situations.

“It looks like my phone is left in the villa room. Then we go back to the villa now. Poppy will not contact you if there is nothing important about the company.”

Bisma and Hadi rushed back to the villa escorted by the foreman of the garden. It's about four kilos a meter. The name of the road to the plantation is certainly not as smooth as the asphalt on the highway, many parts are destroyed leaving rocks so that the vehicle can not go fast, must be patient and quite time-consuming. Especially now that the drizzle starts to fall, you have to be extra careful when passing through the dirt road area without asphalt and rocks that are definitely slippery when the water soaks.

As soon as he arrived, Bisma went straight to his room to look for objects that he had forgotten not to carry. So did Hadi, not wasting time, Hadi immediately charged his phone which is now dead completely. Wait patiently for one-third of it to fill before it is rekindled. While the foreman of the garden returned to the plantation because the business there for today has not been completed.

“Hey, it turns out my phone battery runs out too,” decak Bisma who immediately unloads her bag looking for a charger. Recharge on that elegant black rectangular device.

Bisma decided to take a shower while waiting for the battery to charge. Instead of wasting time even though the phone already has a fast charging technology. Moreover, it is safer to turn on the phone when it is not connected to electricity.

Hadi turned on his phone whose battery was already filled with thirty percent. Move to the terrace while holding the roof up high so that it gets a full signal to coincide with the white Fortuner entering the villa grounds. The boss's white car.

Hadi undoes his intention to contact Poppy when the figure he will call comes down from the car that is now parked sweet, with a beautiful woman who walked tall in a hurry behind Poppy. The beautiful figure that once brought Bisma to the office, the woman who is said to be the new wife of her boss, who from the description of Poppy married in series.

“Where is Mr Bisma?” poppy asked quickly at Hadi who looked astonished.

“In his room?”

“Where is Mr Bhishma's condition now? What pain is he?”

“Hah? Pain?” added Hadi full of questions do not understand. The flap-haired young man scratched his head not itchy. “But, Mr. Bisma_”

Poppy raised her right palm in the air, cutting Hadi's sentence. “Let's talk later. Now you better help Mang Eko drop off the goods and I'll take Ms. Tya to Mr. Bhishma's room. Come, Ma'am,” said Poppy politely, please.

He did not want to say hello or talk. His head and his heart were being piqued, uninterested in anything else.

“This is her room, Mom. Please just come in. If the condition is severe, we just take it to the nearest hospital.”

Seriate.