"Oh, come on..." Anchisa shook her head to bring herself back to reality, before giggling at Veena, making Veena on the other end let out a big sigh.
“If you don't think he's a mafia, then what do you think he is, Anchisa?”
"Anything but a mafia. Stop daydreaming, Veena. Mafia, really? This isn't some novel, my friend."
She told her friend that, but in truth, she felt a flutter of nerves. However, it was a defense mechanism when Anchisa felt scared, so she was trying to comfort herself.
Yes... How could it be possible? There's no such thing as a mafia in Thailand, no way!
Look at the news on TV she saw. Real mafias are chubby, with big bellies, fierce faces, full of tattoos, and hardly any handsomeness like in Chinese series. And if you compare them to the handsome guy she invited to
