Getting Married for Lying
065 - Our Marriage Doesn't Want Me

Vaya looked at Vier who was still grinning after giving him a kiss.

Why did Vier suddenly ask her out?

Inner Vaya was clearly agitated. But is going out with Vier one of the orders that Vaya must take?

Is it Vier's wits to punish me if I refuse him?

Is Vier gonna tie me up and hang me upside down on the balcony of his room?

Again Vaya wondered for himself because Vier's expression was so unpredictable.

Not that Vaya wants a big head, this is the first time there are men who invite her to date. Vaya is too traumatized to re-expose love, ask a man to date her, then lead to rejection.

However, Vier suddenly invites her to go out! Is it not wrong?

What does this guy mean?

Vier liked me so much that he asked me to go out?

Is Vier crazy? Uh, but right, Vier is not sane!

"Hmm, Vier, are you sure you're going out with me?" vaya asked with caution.

Vier's expression turned more serious. The two thick and neat eyebrows were clinging to each other. At once Vaya became misbehaved because Vier looked at her like that.

"Vier, you must be kidding me, right?"

Vier still had a serious expression before finally answering.

"Indeed! Haha!"

Vier laughed out loud, Vaya thumped, and again Vier toyed with him. Well, that guy always makes it a laughing stock. Even since the time they still sit in High School.

"Who would want to date a woman like you? You don't have a big head, huh" Vier heads Vaya with his fingers.

"You are, no longer beautiful. Intelligence is only average. Achievement does not exist. Liar. What can I be proud of if we're dating?"

"'Think of you, Vaya! Think on!"

Again Vier heads Vaya's head in a fit of rage.

"Just marrying you has become a compulsion because I have to hold you accountable for the failure of my marriage."

Vaya again throbbed, his mouth progressing along with the header of Vier's finger on his head.

"I'll bet you, if you hadn't married me, you would have been the third wife of a wealthy man who was said to be betrothed to you! Haha!"

Vier was still laughing with his mocking laughter that was so typical.

"But, can a rich man accept a puffer like you? Your body is full of bad fat, your belly is sagging, and your thighs are like those glonggongan cows. The man must be so sorry that the dirt that comes out of his stomach will also regret it! Haha!"

Vaya was really furious with Vier's taunts.

Basic Vier, the more sadistic he said, the wider he laughed! Inner Vaya.

Upset anyway? But Vaya can what?

How do I stop this man from bullying him?

Vaya turned her body towards Vier, draping her hands around Vier's neck. Vaya immediately took Vier's face and buried a kiss so potent to silence Vier.

Vaya took a sip on Vier's lips with an annoyance he could not hold back.

Do I need to bite Vier's tongue until it breaks?

Nah! What if he bites my tongue too?

Vaya thinks too much right now so she doesn't enjoy their kiss at all.

Meanwhile, Vier returns Vaya's kiss with passion. He really likes this fight. Mutual fuss in the spirit that is more and more mastered and more becomes every second.

Vier even held Vaya, laying Vaya on the grand piano, without pausing for a moment from their shackles. Vaya wrapped her legs around Vier's waist. Locking tightly to Vier's waist, so tightly stuck to his body.

Vaya reviews the triumphant smile as she feels something down there that is starting to stand tall but that is not justice. Hardened in such a way, but not ice cubes in the ice mountains.

"Hmph! Ah, Vier!" Vaya spoiled spoiled made-up.

Vaya took off their pagutan, staring at Vier with a spoiled and rustic look that made Vier completely unable to hold back.

Vier's hand crept in down Vaya's thigh, hooking his finger at the end of the cloth to remove the triangle that hid the eel cave.

Vaya grinned holding Vier's hand that was about to tear into the eel cave.

"Vier, it's still a red light" Vaya boasted her smile.

Vier's expression stiffened instantly.

"Oh," he said briefly.

Vier moved away from Vaya. Vier punched the air trying to calm himself down to temper his tempestuous desires. Failed to tear into the eel cave, making him again hold the feeling of the fishermen in the heart.

Sorry yes, Vier, our marriage is not what I want, Vaya inwardly smiling triumphantly without being noticed by Vier.

...*****...

In a room, a man picked up a thick book before getting into bed. The man used to read books before going to bed with the aim to more quickly bring drowsiness.

A beautiful woman had just come out of the bathroom, her long wet hair wrapped in a towel. The woman sat in front of the dresser, answering her smart device which read.

The man who was reading the book only took a quick glance. His wife is still discussing work issues even though soon entering sleep.

"No! I want that report tomorrow at exactly ten o'clock in the morning!" the woman hung up the phone in annoyance.

"What's up, Grace?"

The woman did not reply, her beautiful face instantly bent perfectly.

Yoran is still looking at Grace who is currently busy struggling in front of the dressing table to apply skin beauty care products.

"Grace?" ask Yoran.

"Yoseph, I don't want to talk to you!" reply Grace in a tinge.

Yoran still did not give up her eyes to this beautiful woman who had been married for two years. The business matchmaking became the backdrop for the marriage between Yoran and Grace. Yoran did not refuse the match because she fell in love with Grace who was so beautiful. An independent, hard-working, ambitious woman, that's what a Grace is all about.

Grace immediately got into bed because she was tired. He immediately lay on his back to Yoran.

Yoran approached and hugged Grace from behind.

"Grace, don't work too hard" Yoran said.

Grace removed Yoran's hand from her slender belly.

"Yoseph, I can only rely on myself to take care of the company!" sahut Grace is still in a tinge.

"Grace, taking care of the company completely is not your responsibility" Yoran said.

"Huh! But in reality only I can do it all!" grace's toilet.

"Grace," Yoran hugged Grace again.

"Yoseph, let me go!" grace's orders.

"Grace, I just want to hug you" Yoran said.

"I don't want you to hug me! Go sleep! I'm tired!" Grace pushed Yoran away from him.

Grace immediately pulled the blanket. Yoran stared at Grace's beautiful back in a nightgown that honestly always made her want Grace.

It's just that Grace often refuses Yoran's wishes. Grace's cold attitude obviously made their bed cold. There is no warmth and romance created even from the beginning of their marriage.

In front of everyone, they must pretend to be the perfect husband and wife and struggle with happiness. But all just so that their marriage looks like a happy marriage in general.

Yoran realizes that their marriage is based on business alone. But he believed that over time, their togetherness would grow the seeds of love. Just like Yoran who fell in love with Grace and was willing to marry Grace.

"Grace," Yoran hugged Grace again.

Grace is not flinching.

"Grace, we've been married for two years, don't you think we should start thinking about having kids?"

"My parents told me they were eager to see their grandchildren" Yoran continued.

Grace let go of Yoran's embrace, she immediately sat opposite Yoran.

"Yoseph, instead of you thinking of a son, you better think of how to develop your company to escape the brink of bankruptcy."

"Grace," said Yoran.

"Yoseph, right now my job is much more important. And to be honest, I'm not interested in presenting a child at our wedding. So, I hope you understand that" said Grace.

"Grace? You can say that!" Yoran.

"Yoseph, this is what I want, so please respect my wishes!" grace's toilet.

"Grace, I've always appreciated wanting you, but shouldn't you also respect my wishes?" ask Yoran.

"We're a married couple, Grace!"

"Yes, I know, we're a married couple! But we're just a married couple that both of our parents want!"

"Grace! How can you say that?!" sergeant Yoran.

"Yoseph, I'm just telling you the truth and what it is!" reply Grace diplomatically.

Our marriage, it's not my wish, Yoseph, inner Grace.

Again Yoran can only speak a thousand languages.

...*****...