TRAPPED Marriage

Lagi

"Wow... Wow...budgetnya gedhe nih?"

I started snorting, dealing with a friend who is realistic indeed sometimes makes it difficult to breathe. But at least they're willing with a decent amount.

"Sure...!" I replied with no choice, except "I also need you to introduce a reputable reporter, and it would be nice if they have a tendency towards the party who is friendly with Pak adilokso"

"Sand... You want to fight with them?"

Ah... That's... Does it look like that?

"Why don't we just report to the police like Toby's mother, chirp right..?" Nora gave me a not bad advice. But I don't think that advice applies to Adilokso's wealthy family.

"That's my business, maybe I need a tool to threaten them like I have for you" I replied humorously.

"Hey... Aren't we friends?"

"well, look from which side it used to be" This time I started washing my face.

In my heart, am I sure that I will be able to carry out my ridiculous plan this time.

"So early next week how?" Todongku on Nora who started digging her contact phone.

"I was told that soon as I could, it's not like buying candy in the store, not everyone wants to deal with a person as strong and as influential as Mr. Adilokso" Nora closed her phone and started to put it in her pants pocket.

"Obviously, I'm sure I'll tell you as soon as possible, but obviously don't let you talk macem - macem with Jorge"

"Depends..." I grimaced while pushing the body of nora to get out of the rest room area.

"Lho.. Cancel the pee..?"

"The reason for the Nor.."

"Your slanted idea is like a pee... It's hard to resist"

*****

Toby's concert was about 15 minutes later. So it's only been five minutes since Nora and I got back in our seats.

"Well.. Dear you guys just came" Gerutu Jody "Barusan tuh song for you"

I just nodded without being impressed. My pandamgan is still straight watching Toby who is now starting to sit back playing the piano. And as the music ended, Tobypun's figure disappeared from the stage behind a giant LCD screen that displayed the sky and clouds.

Toby's concert went well, all tickets sold out. Yet it seemed that it was not enough to rebuff all the slanted news about him and his family.

Brake...!!! A loud sound echoed from the direction of the middle space.

"Aahs... What else?" My inner being immediately walked quickly towards the sound it came from.

Toby's tall figure appears to stand upright looking at the TV news event that took place. And the body of the remote that has been scattered on the floor.

"Huh..." somehow I feel a little relieved, because this time our TV screen survived.

Whatever the news is I don't care, but...

"If you have energy, heal quickly. Prove that any news is wrong" Tegurku who began to approach Toby yqng still stands with the infusion still attached.

"You know it's not.. We don't have a 24-hour maid? And it's pretty hard for both of us to bend" I pointed my index finger at some of the body shards.

Toby was still silent, but now he was looking at me.

"Huh...!! Can you pick it up yourself? I want m3 to continue making breakfast."

"You don't wonder what news makes me angry?"

"Whatever it is..... " I answered trying as calmly as possible "Whatever it is, we must keep eating to have enough energy to deal with it" I looked once again at the TV remote that was splattered on the floor.

"Before you eat you should clean it first, not funny if we add bad news just because one of us slips because of it" I inhaled a breath as fully as possible and exhaled slowly after m3 returned Toby's flat gaze towards me.

Actually I'm also not comfortable with all the news that is rolling, but being a wife of a Celebrity you have to be ready with all that. Although Toby's performance is quite brilliant, and the album is quite selling well in the market. But that's just a short piece of news that will be heard. The rest.... Of course the controversy is probably mostly just an essay.

****

"So... What makes you angry?" I began to dare to ask as Toby finished his meal.

"They accused one of the songs on my next album of plagiarism" Toby replied briefly.

"And it must be wrong" muttered I, who began to gulp the milk of the warmed mother of Hamim.

"How are you sure?"