Sinful Angel
SA Chapter 97
Sinful Angel Chapter 97
Tya set himself in front of the mirror. Today she will go to her mother-in-law's boutique center to fulfill her promise.
A loose milo shirt and a long black tunic shirt below the knee became the outfit she chose today. The black base veil patterned with milo color flowers in line with his pants worn by Tya to perfect his appearance, his desire to dress covered stronger after hearing the statement of Bisma who was able to solidify his intentions.
It is quite difficult to wear a rectangular veil that is folded into the triangle. Before using the veil, he opened the Youtube page to find tutorials. Watching it over and over again and while practicing it is not as easy as it seems. Even his finger was punctured several times. It's been almost half an hour just for the veil.
“Duh, it turns out to use a fairly complicated veil, not like when used Khalisa which seems very easy. Fortunately Mommy asked to meet at ten, so I still have about two hours left,” Tya mutter in front of the mirror after previously glancing at the clock on the wall.
After many failed attempts, Tya finally managed to wear a veil in accordance with his expectations. Even though it is still in some parts that are slightly slanted. It seemed satisfied with his hard work, pinning a pearl brooch as the final touch to tidy up the veil on the front.
“Hah, finally. Could too. I have to practice a lot more.”
The original leather sling bag was grabbed by Tya before exiting the room. Not to forget he also wears socks as a fittings to close his aura, wrap his beautiful yellow skinned legs.
“Wah, who is this? Beautiful manglingi.” Erna tea that was wiping the living room table could not bear to praise. Tya appears more radiant in a more covered dress. And more and more it looks unpretentious as the aura of Bhishma emanated which is now transmitted also to his wife.
Erna Tea's sentence made Tya stop her steps, looking at herself.
“I don't look weird, do you, Tea?” Tya asked for an opinion, not yet so confident with her new appearance.
“Sweet from where. It is more beautiful pisan. Miss Viona must have been fascinated, from the first time she actually wanted to have a haunted ghost in the shade. Den Bisma is also definitely getting clamps if you see Neng Tya look like this. Continue to Neng Tya now more and more days added shining shimmering splendid so said the young people today mah, aka ‘lightan’ if said Sundanese mah,” cerocos Erna's honest tea was made in awe of her employer's appearance today.
“Totally? Any timing? Should I take a photo and send it to Mas Bisma?”
Tya bit her lips, then blushed with blushing cheeks. Being praised for being beautiful makes her feel truly beautiful and the desire to show it to the mooring of hearts is dusty in the chest.
“Sok atuh if you want to be photographed mah. Let me take a photo.” Erna Tea offers itself excitedly.
“Mmm, let me take a selfie, Tea.”
Tya took a picture of herself twice, picked the one she thought was the best and sent it to the Bhishma number with a message underneath.
Mom, I'm leaving now for my mom's boutique. Do’akan everything smoothly yes. Happy working my husband.
Tya heads to the garage after sending her pictures to Bhishma. Patting her own cheeks was embarrassed by her behavior just now.
“Depart now, Mang,” Tya's word to Mang Eko who is ready in front of the wheel after Tya sits perfectly in the soft seat of the passenger section of the black mercy sedan.
“Siap, Neng.”
“Duh, Mas Bisma will think I'm flirty? Haish, why use send-send photos of everything Cintya!” he nodded in a low voice to himself. His head was frustrated.
“I deleted it a day huh? Yes, mending I deleted the photo. Mumpung not long ago sent, can still be deleted.”
Tya took the phone in her bag to delete the messages and photos she sent to Bhishma. But late, the double tick is already blue sign of the message and the photo has been opened by Bhishma and it appears that Bhishma is typing the message.
Be careful on the road, honey. MaasyaaAllah's chat. Beautiful wife. I want to go home now and hold you all day. But my work piles up.
Reply messages from Bisma followed by sad emoticons sulking it makes Tya's heart feel jumping and his heart space filled with the sensation of butterflies flying. So, it turns out this is how it feels to be praised by a man who is loved. His happiness cannot be measured by the embodiment that exists in the world.
Boutique workers were immediately welcomed at the door as soon as Tya arrived at the central boutique VN Fashion.
“Welcome to VN Fashion. Is it true with Mother Tya?” tanyanya politely.
“Ya, I'm Tya. I'm here to meet Ms. Viona.”
“Please follow me, your in-laws are waiting.”
The sprawling three-story building is the central boutique of VN Fashion. The parking lot was not if it was spacious and the aroma of luxury was immediately smelled as soon as Tya entered it. Tya pounding as well as amazed to see lines of beautiful dresses that are certainly expensive. He was brought in deeper and deeper into the rear building area where the special room Viona was located.
Different from most of the leadership room that is covered by walls on all sides, Viona's workspace actually carries a fresh concept, designed to be partially open to blend with nature. Letting some sunlight in caress the beautiful plants in pots through fiber glass. Equipped with ornamental fish ponds from natural rock, produce soothing and fun gurgles.
Mannequins lined with beautiful fabrics that seem to have not finished the work is neatly lined here right. The sketch papers were scattered on the wide table in front of Viona.
Viona instantly rose from her seat of greatness upon seeing Tya's appearance. This time Viona carved a wider smile, scanning Tya from the top to the shoes at a glance. Tya said a greeting and hurriedly grabbed Viona's right hand, kissing the back of her in-laws' hands respectfully.
“Today you are so beautiful. But there is less,” said Viona after answering the greeting that Tya said. Scraping the distance made Tya sculpt freeze with sweaty hands and her breath restrained.
“The hood is slightly tilted a little.” Initially Tya was hit by a raging anxiety. Unexpectedly, Viona just wanted to fix the location of her hood, shed all the tension that made her chest suddenly feel hot. “Well, now it's tidy, more beautiful. Come sit.”
This was the first time that Tya was noticed by her parents. His heart also warmed. “Still, Mother.”
Nara who had already made an appointment at the central boutique had just arrived. Directly into the room of the mother and Tya who saw the arrival of others who had not known him did not sit down.
“So this, Mommy?” nara asked glanced at Viona while smiling broadly.
“Hmm.” Viona nodded and returned Nara's smile as wide.
Without a warning Nara hugged Tya, making Tya a club.
“Your name is Tya, right? I'm Nara, Bisma's sister. It turns out that my sister-in-law is beautiful, bisma pantesan aja smitten,” said Nara joking, joking without pause.
“Halo, Brother Nara, I am Tya,” replied Tya clumsy.
“Hey don't be so stiff, I'm not someone else, but your brother too. When you marry my sister, you automatically become my sister as well. Erghh, but this bisma should be taught a lesson. Marriage doesn't say anything. He's not evil, is he the same as you? If nyebelin say aja, then I'll omelin.”
Nara's friendly attitude dissolved the tension surrounding Tya. A sense of horror that entangled him about the evil brother-in-law story fell from his mind.
“Tya, Mommy who will make the design and Nara who will measure and fittings for your dress. What color do you like, son? Let the fabric be adjusted to your favorite color.”
Viona asked with the frills of ‘Nak’ that made Tya's heart more chaotic, ruffled uninvited, felt like a dream someone called him with the most beautiful title he had ever heard.
Tya gulped, sighed the air so deeply for a moment that the horde in his throat was not too crowded.
“Any color, Mother, Sister Nara. I like everything,” replied Tya hoarsely. For Tya, it feels like all the colors in the world are suddenly beautiful now.
“Mana can be so.” Nara interrupted quickly. “That wedding day is not every day. Later it will be immortalized in photo mementos as well. It should suit your taste. So do not hesitate to say the same Mother or I yes.”
Seriate.