#14
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“...Writer...why do I feel familiar with you? broader with the words of Crist that she can only do She was now imprisoned with one of his arms pushing her against the wall of the hallway to the bathroom. with that hand of Crist holding onto her thin shoulder His other hand kept her mouth shut so she wouldn't cry out loud.
“Ugh…” Gorya tried to cry and struggled to free himself from this b*****e. Crist stared into the eyes under those thick glasses. and leaned his face closer Goryahopper tried to avoid that face and immediately closed his eyes.
“This smell is familiar…” Crist, who had been wondering since seeing this girl for the first time today. because something This woman will be the same person as Gorya Darmian.
“Ugh……” Gorya cried more and more. when Crist's breath touched her face “....Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh…” Gorya tried to cry out in a language of warning to the man in front of him, “You don't have the right to treat me like this! ”
"I can't hear you...but I'll let you talk, say it, I hope you understand, we're talking, not shouting out loud..." Crist smiled as Gorya nodded in understanding.
“…we went back to the conference room to talk…” Gorya tried to stay calm. and find a way to avoid being alone with this man
“Here!...because I want to talk to you, Writer, not that attorney…” Crist insisted, moving his arms around to hold the thin figure in his arms. Gorya rolled his eyes. Red lips pressed together and a voice in her head told her to calm down.
“You can take a step back...I can't breathe…/...Grandma Gig, why don't you come out and look at Gorya…” The sentence behind Gorya thought to her mind.
"Then let's talk somewhere else..." Crist finished speaking, grabbing Gorya's small wrist and half-hauling it out of the publisher immediately.
His eyes widened in shock. But when she's about to sing Crist turned around with a look of warning to her. The clump of Gorya immediately shut up. Small legs whose stride is not equal to Crist, half walking, half running.
“You!!!...stop!!!...I'm not going...anywhere but I must not leave the publisher.” Gorya tried to resist as Crist dragged her to his car.
“I want to talk A place to talk like adults...a place where you can talk like adults. like a professional talk...!!!Get in the car first..." Crist stopped talking abruptly and pushed a thin figure into the car as he spoke more. Turf's face turned dissatisfied.
“I changed my mind!...let me go. You don't have the right to do this to me!!!!” Gorya realized that she didn't see the need for her to believe the words of Crist.
“Stop!...If you don't go with me well, I will poison you and take you away and 'sleep' you. catch you making a wife I will have rights in you As you demanded..." Gorya paused, looking at Crist. with a pale face He looked around and saw no one, because today is Sunday.
“Wait!...You have to do this? I just want a script ‘Artificial Devil Love’…”
"It's part!... what i want I have to...go!...I'm not going to kill you in the forest..." Crist said calmly. Seeing that the young woman tried to mediate, stroking him with cold water.
“Can't you tell me where you're taking me?”
“Get in the car!” Gorya frowned, ready to step into the car, the driver's door was already open. with Crist standing with her
Cristian smiles and closes the door. and hurried into the driver's seat and left the car immediately Gorya sat silently and faced the door. Until a car turns into a gate that was opened when Crist blew the horn.
“Where?” Gorya asked in the first sentence since sitting in the car for half an hour.
"My home”
“Home!!!!"
“Why is there such a loud noise?” said Crist to Gorya when all of a sudden. Gorya cries out too loudly.
“Are you crazy?...Whoever isn't shocked is crazy...I'm a woman!...And come to a man's house…” Crist turned to look at Gorya after taking the car into the garage. He looked at Gorya in disbelief. Where is it strange? He didn't understand, didn't she realize how lucky he was to bring him home? With half a hundred women wanting to come here, their hearts are broken.
“Let's talk later… get out of the car, I'm hungry! Since morning nothing has fallen into my stomach...so I brought you home. And besides, you don't have to panic. We'll go to my mother's house," said Crist, leaving the car. and walked to wait in Gorya behind the car that gave up from the car and walked to stand beside Crist I couldn't help but look at the girl dressed like the day she went to his station two weeks ago.
Crist led with a mound of Gorya following him from a distance and in silence.
“Mom…” Crist walked into the house and walked past the balcony of the house next to the garden. Say hello to Madam Sasithorn and walk in to hug and kiss her left and right cheek as always. Gorya looked at the picture in disbelief. with an unconsciously sad face And indeed, that kind of expression on Goray face did not escape Crist's frowning eyes of suspicion. . . . . . .
“Gorya,” Madam Sasithorn cried out, looking in the eyes of her son, she saw a guest accompanying her son. She turned to look at Crist in question and surprise. because her son had never brought a woman here before.
“Hello…” Gorya raised her hand in salute with a smile.
"Mom... I haven't eaten anything since morning." Crist begged Madam Sasithorn for two reasons: it was almost noon and he hadn't eaten anything since this morning. And another reason is to stop asking Madam Sasithorn.
“Let's eat Gorya together. Let's eat together. Today, my mother made PurpleYamBualoy for Crist's favorite too…” Madam Sasithorn finished speaking. So he excused himself to walk to let the children set the table.
“Why did you bring me here?” Gorya asked when Madam Sasithorn walked away…
"I'm hungry...and I want to go home...missing my mom," Crist replied simply and comfortably as he sat down on the chair that Madam Sasithorn had sat earlier. Crist glanced at the silent mound of Gorya that did not cry.
Gorya when he heard the answer She chose to remain silent. because I'm sick of asking and looking for answers She made her way towards the edge of the wooden fence that extended into the constantly flowing puddle. And look at the garden that is not very big but is well organized and maintained. Look out for comfort and peace of mind. And both chose to remain silent without talking. Until the children in the house come in and tell them that the dining table has been set up…
“Do you eat Gorya... can you eat?” Madam Sasithorn asked as Gorya sat on the opposite side of Crist. with Madam Sasithorn sitting at the head of the table
"Thank you...all the food looks appetizing," Gorya replied calmly. Chicken Green Curry , Nam Prik and fresh vegetables with beautifully arranged fresh vegetables, Clear Soup with Chicken, Hong Kong kale
And today's dessert PurpleYamBualoy Crist's favorite Can you eat Gorya?”
“okay..."
“Crist's saw this. But he like to eat Thai desserts a lot. And the one that I like the most is PurpleYamBualoy..." Madam Sasithorn Invite Gorya to talk. The three began to eat where Crist choose to be silent and eat alone Gorya can only smile with Madam Sasithorn…
"Madam... Ms.Khe come" while the three were eating. Maid came and told that Khemika had come.
- Writer
