She pulled his arm before letting him sit on the sofa. Silently his wife sat down. She moved a little to leave some space between them.

"Didn't you really force them to come back? You should offer them something," he said softly.

Trigger massaged his head slowly. "They didn't listen to me. I couldn't stop them because they told me that they have decided already."

"Your project is helpful, Trigger. Many people are looking for a job and your project can help them. But many people will also be affected by what you do," the girl explained.

"You don't understand me. That project can help those people also. I'll give them money to find a new house somewhere. And if you're worried about their jobs, I'll offer them a job also!" the man replied angrily.

She sighed heavily. "By the way, eh. Why are investors mad at you?"

"They can't trust me. They kept on saying that those people are not qualified for the job I'll offer to them. Everyone's telling me not to continue this project, but I planned this for almost one year and I never want to throw it because I trust my self. Seeing those board members' reaction a while ago. I don't know what to do to convince them anymore. Even my brothers doesn't want to help me. " Trigger pulled himself up after saying that.

Miracle placed her one hand on Trigger's back. He lightly patted his wife's back to let her know that he was not alone.

"I believe in you. They'll understand your intentions soon once you talk to them. Baut for now, I believe in you, Trigger."

Slowly the man looked up. "What?"

Miracle quickly removed her hand from the man's back. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have touch you--"

"You still believe in me even if those people are badmouthing me?"

The woman blinked. "I'm married to you, Trigger. I'm not married to them so I'll believe in you."

Miracle stood up. "Also don't frown anymore." She smiled sweetly before opening the lights.

"Happy birthday!"

Creased when Trigger looked at him. "Birthday? What are you talking about? My birthday's on October 13."

Miracle quickly pointed to the digital calendar. "It's October 13."

Trigger's eyes widened when he saw the calendar. He rubbed his whole face. "Fuck, I didn't even realize that."

The man removed his hand from his face before looking back at him. "You woke up to greet me?"

Miracle nodded her head before walking closer to the painting she had been carrying earlier. She removed the cover before showing it to Trigger. "Good!"

Trigger's eyes were stuck on her painting. Its gaze was not removed from its own portrait.

"What's that? It's my picture, oh shit, why am I fucking smiling there? I never smiled in a camera--"

"I painted it," Miracle cutted him off.

She frowned when the man turned to her. It stood to take a closer look at the painting.

"This is your art?"

She smiled before nodding her head. "I never see you smiling that's why you're smiling here. You're stunned, are you amazed at yourself or my work?" he asked.

Trigger immediately removed the amazement from his face. He frowned. "No, it's ugly."

Miracle glanced at her painting. "It's beautiful."

Trigger pointed out the small drip of paint on the side. "It's messy. I don't like it."

The woman frowned at what her husband had pointed out. "It's just a drip of paint. It's not even messy. 'Then you're smiling here, you're so handsome--"

"No. I don't like it. If you really love this painting then you can keep it inside our room. But me?" Trigger roamed his eyes on the painting again, trying to hide the amusement in his eyes. "I hate it. Keep it if you love it too much. But it's not even that beautiful."

He was about to leave when Miracle held his wrist again.

"Wait, it's not over yet."

She pulled her husband, dragging him to the kitchen. He turned on the light and immediately the two of them opened the prepared food.

In the middle is a large cake that he himself baked.

"Why is there so much food in here?" he asked her.

"We'll celebrate your birthday. Or if you don't want me near." Miracle stepped slightly away from the wife. "I'll give you space if you don't want me near. Just eat."

He rolled his eyes before sitting on the dining area. Miracle didn't notice the shock in her eyes when her husband sat down in front of the food.

This is the first time that Trigger will taste the food she cooked. She wanted to cry in happiness but it's not the right time for that.

Miracle placed the plate and utensils in front of Trigger. She was about to serve him but he stopped her by holding her wrist.

"I can move. Come with me. I hate eating alone." Although the woman was shocked, she chose to follow her husband.

"Ahm, where will I sit? Here?" She pointed to the chair that's five meters away from Trigger.

He tsked at her. "Beside me. Hurry up, you're making me mad."

Miracle didn't say anything. He just sat in the chair to the left of the wife and started taking food.

She can't help but to stare at her husband who's now eating the food she cooked. It used to be just his dream. But now, it's happening. She couldn't believe her own eyes.

MIRACLE pouted her lips while staring at the painting. He left his wife in the dining room for a while because she was still busy washing her hands.

Trigger doesn't like her art so she's planning to throw it away. He will just do something new again, just in case his wife likes it.

She carried it and was about to throw it outside when Trigger saw her.

"What are you going to do with it?" wrinkled when his wife asked.

"I'll throw it away, you said I'll throw it away--"

"No!" its cry. But he also calmed down immediately when he saw her reaction. "I mean, you can keep it if you want it. I just don't find it beautiful, but you keep fucking keep it."

Miracle shook her head. "I don't want to keep a failure that's why I'm going to throw it away."

"No," Trigger replied sternly.

"Why? I thought you didn't like it?" wrinkled when Miracle asked.

"It's ..." The man's eyes rolled. He opened his mouth like he's about to say something, but his forehead immediately wrinkled as if he was still angry. "It's beautiful."

Miracle stood there, surprised and speechless. He just watched his wife rush up the stairs.

"It's beautiful?" she uttered while looking at her art.

Miracle carefully put the plate and utensils on the table. He only served one person because he knew his wife would not eat breakfast.

"What?"

The woman immediately walked out of the kitchen when she heard her husband's voice from the living room.

She saw Trigger sitting on the sofa while talking to someone over the phone.

"So you're telling me that it was her parents who approached you to set up that wedding?"

Miracle decided to hide while listening to Trigger. She doesn't know what wedding it refers to.

The woman winced when her husband lightly hit the wall.

"Why did you tell this to me just now, attorney ?! I fucking confirmed it to you multiple times if it was my wife who went there and convinced you to arrange a wedding for the both of us. But you're telling this to me, right now, that it was her parents who paid you? "

Miracle just frowned when she couldn't understand what he was saying. He was a bit far from Trigger's position so he couldn't understand some of the man's words.

She just went inside the kitchen once again to clean the kitchen counter.

But he also immediately turned to where his wife was when she called his name.

She saw Trigger sitting on the sofa while massaging his forehead.

"Why? Are you leaving? It's probably your morning. Is there a problem with the company again?" she asked him politely.

The man turned to her. "Where have you been?"

"I was in the kitchen. I cooked some breakfast. Do you want to eat first? I'll prepare you."

His wife frowned. "You know that I don't eat breakfast. You're just wasting some food when you're eating it all by yourself."

Miracle smiled bitterly. "It's okay. It's not wasted. Shanelle's husband comes here every morning to pick up the breakfast I'm cooking since Shanelle's favorite is my cooking. So it's okay. All right, be careful."

She was about to go inside the kitchen when he faked a cough.

"What did you say? You're letting a man come into our house?"

Our? Miracle silently whispered inside her mind.

"I-I-don't let him in. He has a car, 'cause we're just outside the gate talking so--"

"And now you're talking back to me?" his wife's answer was unbelievable.

"No, Trigger, not like that. I-I'm not really letting him in."

"Forget that! Don't ever give some food without my consent."

She bowed her head a little. "S-Sorry. Not anymore, p-promise."

Trigger stared at him. "You're making me mad, and I suddenly got hungry because of that. Move. I'll eat first."

Unbeknownst to her, the man passed her and went straight into the kitchen.

Miracle was left stunned for a few more seconds before he returned to reality. She walked towards the kitchen and saw Trigger sitting on the dining area.

The woman came here to serve but the man weakly shook her hand. "Stop serving me. Have you eaten yet?"

She shook her head. "M-I'll eat later when you leave."

Trigger angrily grabbed the seat to the right before moving it away. "Sit."

"Trigger, m-later--"

"I said sit," its tone was furious.

Miracle just sat on the chair without saying anything. He just ate with his wife because he might get very angry later.

"Miracle."

The woman turned to the man as he called her name. "Why? Are you thirsty? Wait a minute--"

"For how long your parents are badmouthing you in front of everyone?" Miracle was silent at what her husband asked.

It seems like she forgot to speak for a moment.

Why would a man ask such a question in the middle of a meal? Maybe he's about to insult her too.

"Badmouthing? You knew for how long, Trigger. You know how my parents insult me ​​in front of you all so why would you ask me that?" Her eyes watered when she said that.

"It's not like that. Listen."

"If you're here to brag about my parents being on your side, then stop. Stop acting like you can't hear the tone in their voices whenever they're talking to me, Trigger. And if you're asking for how long, I don't know also. Since I've been brainwashed, they don't really like me anymore so I can't answer you either, "he answered calmly.

Trigger stayed silent for a minute.

"I was just asking." There was a thud in its tone before he glanced at her.

Miracle cleared her throat. "I'm sorry for being rude. I just don't like p-talking about them, Trigger. I'm really sorry."

He tsked at her. "Just ask once you're still angry." It exploded continuing to eat while slightly frowning.

She just sighed. This is exactly right. His wife would initiate a conversation once but he still interrupted it.

"Oh, he's here. Just wait, I'll just give this paperbag to Shanelle's wife." Miracle grab the paperbag on her side when she heard the loud noise coming from the outside.

He walked quickly out of the house before opening the gate. Shanelle's husband's car opened up to him immediately.

Miracle approached Eric who immediately smiled at her. "Hi, Miracle! I'm sorry if it's a little early, my wife is howling again."

She giggled because of that, she simply handed over the breakfast prepared for her friend. "It's okay. I also woke up early. Just let Shanelle know that I'll come to you sometime to visit the kids."

Eric smiled sweetly. "Sure! My wife and my kids will be happy to see you. Thank you for this one again. I have to go."

The man waved at her before she finally left.

Miracle happily entered the gate before walking straight towards the door. But he also stopped walking when he saw his wife leaning against the door jamb and staring at him.

"How did you know he's coming?"

She took her phone from her pocket before showing Eric's message.

"She texts me when she's close to get the food. Then for Shanelle the--"

She stopped stalking when Trigger aggressively grab her phone.

"Husband of Shanelle. That's the name registered on his number and my name registered on your contacts is Trigger? Fucking Trigger?" his wife asked incredulously.

"W-What's the matter with that?" the woman asked incredulously.

"You're naming someone's husband as 'husband' and I am registered on your phone with this name? Trigger, huh?" He angrily typed into his cellphone before handing it back.

Miracle's gaze followed her husband as he passed her and went straight to the car.

The woman looked down at her cellphone. Trigger changed his name registered on his number.

From Trigger to Your Fucking Husband.

Miracle held her cheeks with what she read.

"Why did you just say now that it's your event? I hope I can at least prepare the suits for you to wear," Miracle said while packing her husband's clothes.

"My secretary just told me about that fucking event a while ago. You can't blame me. Just fix it there," his wife replied to him.

The woman took a deep breath before looking back at her husband. "You choose your suits, I don't know the types to use."

Trigger immediately stood beside her. It turned to the tuxedos in front.

"What's the matter with me?" its a cold question.

Miracle frowned. "You're handsome, any clothes suit you."

Trigger smirked with her answer. "You find me handsome?"

"Sure. Don't you know that yourself?"

"Of course I am fucking aware. It just sounds good hearing that from you." It passed him while still smiling.

Miracle stared at her husband unbelievably. He didn't know what wind was blowing on it and it suddenly became kind to him. Did it bump somewhere?

"I'll be back, just have to answer this call from that stupid manager," Trigger said coldly.

The man walked closer to the door of their room to open it, but the two of them immediately frowned when the man slapped the opening.

"Why?" Miracle asked softly before stepping closer to her husband.

Trigger tried opening the door again but it's locked.

"Fuck. What the hell is happening," he groaned heavily.

"Wait, why are you so aggressive in opening up. It's right there," Miracle calmly groaned and moved slightly further away from the man.

Trigger gave way to her. "Tsk, let's see if you can open it by yourself."

He just ignored the man in the back. Miracle also tried to turn the door but he slammed.

Trigger gently rebuffed him. "Wait, why are you so slow to open. Beside that," he mocked her.

Miracle just pouted her lips before taking a step back. He just let his wife fix that door.

"Fuck. Come with me, touch me," the man said softly as he kicked the door furiously.

"You can't open that door by kicking it. It's a digital door, it opens on the outside when you input the code," Miracle said.

"I know."

Trigger rolled his eyes at her in a manly way.

Silently Miracle just sat on the bed and watched the wife in front.

"Give me my phone, I'll call my secretary."

She immediately grabbed his phone on the side table as she hand it to him.

No one thinks Trigger typed on the cellphone before the caller answered.

"Hey. Yeah, it's me. Come here to my house, my wife and I were locked inside our room and we can't open this fucking door. Yeah."

The woman immediately approached the man when he dropped the call. "You called for help?"

He nodded his head. "We can only open this door if someone opens it from the outside."

Trigger sat on the floor and lean on the door behind him. He looked up at the woman who was just standing in front of him.

"What are you doing there? Sit beside me. You're going to be there, fool," he said coldly.

Miracle pointed out the bed. "We can sit there."

Trigger pointed the space beside him. "Sit here," he said stiffly.

Miracle could do nothing but sit next to the man. She sat quietly while waiting for her husband to say something.

"How's your childhood days, Miracle?" Trigger asked out of no where.

The woman immediately looked at it. "Are you?"

Trigger nodded before smiling sparingly at the absence. "It's enjoying. Especially that I have my brothers by my side back then. It's really a good experience."

"Do you miss them?"

"Kind of. I never had a chance to talk to them again."

"I'm pretty sure they're amazing like you," Miracle said with a smile on her face.

The wife turned to him. "I am not like them. They're almost perfect."

"You are, amazing, for me. I'm sure everyone admires you for being the CEO of a big empire at your young age. You're smart, Trigger, you're not intimidated by anyone so I'm sure many admire you. I am one of them, "she answered.

Trigger gazed at her. "How about you?"

"What?"

"Your childhood. How about you?"

Miracle awkwardly points herself. "Me? I have nothing to tell you. My childhood days are not that happy and enjoying, it's not something that I can be proud of."

"Why?

She smiled bitterly while remembering those days. Since he was a child, he has been beaten and his parents have been talking to him about various things.

"It's a nightmare," she whispered softly.

The astonishment on his wife's face was obvious as she looked back at it. "Nightmare? Why? Did your parents hit you?"

She shook her head, trying to cover up her parents' mistakes. "They never did. A lot just happened to me before, I don't want to tell you anymore, but my childhood wasn't really good. So I'm glad you were happy when you were young. Atleast I can breathe properly that you had an amazing childhood. "

He chuckled. "It's not that amazing. Our parents trained us hard. We suffered also from those sleepless nights. But I enjoyed it."

"Your parents are amazing, Trigger. I really like them."

"Don't you like your own parents?"

Miracle shook her head. "I love them. I'm just amazed by how your parents treat other people. They treat me like I'm their daughter. My own parents couldn't even trust me, it's a relief that tita Yians and tito Cronus trust me. I envy you for having them. " She smiled bitterly.

"If I would be a mother soon, I'll take care of my children the way how I want to be treated. Every children deserves that," she added.

Trigger faked a cough. "You want to have a child soon?"

Miracle gulped. She wanted to tell Trigger about their baby. But he is reluctant to admit it.

She was about to open her mouth to tell Trigger about her pregnancy when the door suddenly opened. They immediately moved away from there.

"Boss, did I last long?" Trigger's secretary is already here.

The man looked at his wife before shaking his head. "No."

Trigger grabbed his luggage on the bed before giving it to his secretary. He turned to Miracle.

"I'll be back tomorrow. Cook a dinner for me."

She smiled sweetly before nodding her head.

Miracle leaned carefully on the sofa while earnestly watching a show about the pregnant woman.

She wanted the best for her baby so lately she has been having fun with these kinds of shows.

He just tried to comfort himself while waiting for his wife for dinner. Trigger told her to cook for dinner and she already did, only the man's presence was missing.

She turned her gaze at the door when she heard some noise. He quickly got up from the seat to open up to his wife.

"Trigger," she whispered softly when her husband appeared right in front of her eyes.

"What?" its cold question before he passed. Miracle immediately closed the door.

"How are you? Are you tired? Do you want to rest first?" she asked him while he's busy removing his tie.

"I told you that I'll eat dinner with you."

She swallowed many times. "I cooked a lot of food in the kitchen. Get dressed first, I guess you've been wearing that before," he said, referring to his wife's suit.

Trigger removed his coat before tilting his head. "I bought something, it's a board with snakes and ladders shits, the lady told me that it's an interesting game. Let's play after eating."

The man gently pulled his wristband to take her to the kitchen. Trigger immediately sat on the chair before gesturing her to sit also.

Miracle sat silently in the chair to her husband's right.

"Why are you staring at me like that? Eat," he commanded authoritatively.

The woman was very aggressive. "I ate k-earlier. I thought you weren't coming so I ate n-when I was hungry."

Trigger stopped eating when she said that. It looked up at him. "Why didn't you wait for me?"

"I'm sorry. You always came home so early in the morning so I didn't expect you to come home early."

"You should have waited for me atleast until 8 o 'clock."

Miracle just nodded. "I'll just eat again if you're angry."

"Nevermind." Trigger walked out from the kitchen.

The woman just sighed because of that. She wanted to slap herself from ruining the moment. I hope he just ate again even though he was full. Edi hopes her husband doesn't lose his mood.

Miracle's eyes widened when Trigger came back, he placed a plastic bag in front of her before returning to his seat.

"What's this?" Miracle asked before starting to open the paper bag.

"It's a dessert I bought there, I heard that it's good for pregnant women."

Miracle's eyes widened at the husband's answer. He looked at it but it was just looking deep at him.

"What? Aren't you pregnant?"

She gulped. How did the man know she was pregnant?

She opened her mouth, she was about to say something but Trigger just let out a soft laugh.

"I'm kidding. How can you get pregnant when nothing happened to us?" laughed at this promise before resuming the meal.

The woman just bowed because of that. As usual, Trigger doesn't really remember about that night. It didn't know something had happened to them because it was so drunk.

She just sighed before opening the small container. The foul smell of dessert immediately surrounded his nose.

Miracle quickly stood up from her seat before running towards the sink. He was nauseous because of the smell he inhaled. That dessert smells awful!

He heard his wife's footsteps behind him. She can feel how Trigger's hand caresses her back.

"What happened to you?"

The woman turned on the faucet before rinsing her mouth. She also took the mouthwash on the side and drank it.

He confronted the wife who immediately walked closer to the dessert she had bought. It lifted the container and smelled the food.

"What? It smells good."

Miracle pinched herself. It's pregnancy things that Trigger won't understand.

"I'm sorry, it smells awful for me," she answered.

His wife frowned. "I thought you'll like it." He picked up the dessert again before throwing it in the trash.

"I'm done eating. Let's play a game."

There was a tinge of excitement in his voice as he laid a board on the table.

Miracle on the other hand walked towards her husband. "Oh, it's Snakes and Ladders."

"You know this game?" his wife asked.

She nodded her head. "I love it to get rid of boredom. How come you never knew about this?"

"I have no time for shits-- I mean for fucking-- Fuck! Why can't I stop myself from cursing ?!" its cheap.

Miracle chuckled with his actions. "Yeah, I get it. You don't have time for that? Come on, I'll just teach you. That's easy to understand."

She assembled the board and took the dice and small objects.

"Since we only have two to play, we only need two chips. One for you and one for me." He handed the blue chip to his wife who immediately accepted it.

"I'll roll the dice and how many numbers are on the dice, how many times do you have to move your chip, okay?" Trigger nodded obediently.

"You first first. You also roll the dice. Put your chip here in the very first box. "

The man obeyed. Since six is ​​the total number of the dice result, Trigger moved his chip according to that number. Its chip stopped on the ladder.

"What does this ladder mean?" he asked.

"When you hit the snake, you will fall or go back to the end of its tail. When you stop there, it means you will go up to the end of the ladder. Move your chip up." She held his hand to accompany him.

Smiling, the man turned to her. "Hell nah, I'm higher than you."

Miracle just smirked. "I think I'm the MVP here. Watch and learn. It's all about luck."

She rolled the dice seriously. Now the result is 8. She moved her chip according to that number and smiled afterwards. He was also stunned by the stairs.

He immediately climbed the chip towards the end of the ladder, just as Miracle expected he was now taller than Trigger.

"What ?! You're a cheater!" Trigger exclaimed angrily.

"What? I didn't do anything," Miracle answered back.

Creased when the man snatched the dice from her. "I'll win against you. Watch me."