TRAPPED Marriage

Bird

White wine curls beautifully in Toby's crystal glass which has wrapped his body in a batik-patterned kimono.

The scent of pesto scratched my nose and undermined my stomach contents. After staying at Toby's house it's only fitting that this man is good at recognizing a lot of food.

Yet cooking?

"Don't be bad to think, I didn't put any wine in my menu, it's just a grilled pesto ravioli" Toby pointed towards the fridge that I understood that I had stitched a lot of ravioli before.

"I'm not good at looking for a subject with different content, Tia happens to like Italian food" I tried to explain the situation, why we have ravioli. "I learned from cheff piere at your house.

Toby gulped down his wine.

" I was almost jealous of the Frenchman "

" I'm not a rat who eats recklessly "I put a piece of ravioli in my mouth.

" Satisfying? "

" Good menu "

" What about the previous one? "

I swallowed the food in my mouth faster without chewing for longer.

" Good "Jawabku

" Just Good? "

I twist my tongue inside my locked mouth. Should I be honest with the word awesome?

Toby raised both his eyebrows and again gulped down the white wine in his hand.

" I anatomically have two and a half larger brains than you"

The room was quiet other than the sound of my heart beating that refused to give up.

"Knowing my wife's level of satisfaction is part of keeping her taste?"

So then... Should I say he's amazing?

" i Was satisfy"

"Give this appreciation to your husband, I know we didn't start out smooth. But we're already in one word of agreement, right? " Toby finished the rest of the wine and immediately ate ravioli in front of him.

"to be honest.. That's awesome"

"Good to know.."

I'm finally devastated, along with my impossible choice to move on from Toby.

"Kira - kira how big is the power and wealth of the Adilokso family?" I started a subject that stressed us a few hours ago.

Toby glared for a moment as if counting a few things.

"What's clear is quite very calculated" Toby settled straight at me "If you're in my position, it might take two or three lives to have wealth like theirs, with no record of obstacles"

"That's a lot..."

"But I haven't been able to get into the top 20 richest people in Asia, I'm not so worried"

Why doesn't Toby have to worry... Aren't we fighting one of the seasoned tycoons?

"Actually Papa wants to help me support one of the city's number one candidates, uhf..." Toby this time filled his glass with mineral water bermerck foreign.

"I'd turned it down by then" It was almost the same as his habit of drinking Toby's wine turning the crystal first.

"Should I change my mind?"

"I'm correction... Rizal is only one-third, not the whole and" Toby sizzled softly "Are you really reading anything other than your text?"

"You don't clearly remember the name of your husband and your father-in-law, I mean of course Papa" Toby rolled his eyeballs.

I immediately stood up and returned to the living room where my bag was leaning against one corner of the sofa.

Without waiting, I immediately typed Toby's name in full and made sure there was no spelling wrong.

".... The family.." Type next.

"I know Papa looks younger on the internet, there's photoshop technology and at that time his hair was not completely whitened or.. He might color it" Toby explained immediately as I returned before him.

I rubbed my face rough, though,

"I'm..."

"So I'm a carcass caught between two birds of prey "

"Corpse flowers?" repeat the strange Toby with my parable.

I'll be back in my seat soon. "If women are always like flowers, then the carcass flower is me"

"So I'm what?"

" Hurr or Condor?"

Toby jerked his fingers against my forehead "You mean I'm a vulture?"

Auchs... It's a little sick.

"Isn't that better than a fly?"

This time Toby pulled my cheek. "It's better to fill your stomach so you can think better"

"sickness.. Tob's.." My complaint though according.

Toby just gave a faint smile.

******

Criating...

Toby just kept quiet and ignored the sound of his phone that was still terrible.

Kriy.... Criating...

This is the umpteenth time.

Clicks,...

It's like a voice message or chat, or,

And...

Clik... Clik.... Clik....

The voice came over - tubi.

Finally Toby began to pay attention to the screen of his phone.

His pair of long eyebrows immediately fused together for a moment. But Toby immediately turned the phone screen. The phone still rings a few times.

"You didn't pick it up?"