Because of the compulsion

Look at Joints

Viona looked at the Marshal who was only speechless. They had arrived at the hospital parking lot, but neither her husband nor Rio had a voice, no one moved to get down. The Marshal's view looks indecisive, looking ahead. Some people pass by, visible from the windshield of the car they are riding in.

Viona finally decided to go down first. However, just opening the door, the Marshal held him back. Viona turned to her husband who seemed hesitant to speak. He was astonished, why was the Marshal even like this, wasn't he the one who allowed Viona to visit Joints? Now Marshal is like protesting against Viona and telling her not to come to visit Joints.

"Darling, I don't want you to meet him" Marshal said softly. The unwilling look was so obvious from his eyes.

Viona looked at him. The happiness he had originally felt, disappeared for a moment. If it doesn't really allow it, why would Marshal take him to the hospital? Viona chose not to care and opened the door, letting the Marshal who kept looking at her doubtfully. He got out of the car, not long Marshal followed him. A hand gripped his right hand tightly. Viona wanted to brush it off, but it didn't.

"You're mine, don't ever get away from me!" marshal said, "If it wasn't for me to allow it, you wouldn't have been able to see it."

Viona nodded at her anxious-looking husband. I don't know what Marshal's worried about, Viona doesn't care. All he cared about right now was Joints. Want to see her situation immediately. Is he conscious or not? Viona was very worried about him.

Walk together, hand in hand. Rio's not coming in, waiting in the car. After finding the room where Joints were in care, they saw Arga just coming out of the room. Joints father looks very surprised to see their arrival. He stood in front of the Joints room and put on a smile as gracious as possible.

They argue as they are. Arga invited them in. How happy Viona was when told, if Joints were conscious. He entered impatiently, Marshal increasingly disliked to see him. Viona was so excited to meet Joints and even ignored them.

A shocked look full of happiness emanated from the patient lying on the hospital bed. Some medical devices are still attached to his body, but he can still sing a smile happy to see his heart coming. Same with Viona, she also did not pay much attention to who came with the woman. Ever since the door of the room opened, his gaze was instantly locked on his wife Marshal.

Viona approached, standing next to the Joints bed. Touching the hand of Joints that were still attached infusan, he smiled warmly. "How are you doing now?"

Joints smiled happily, replying to Viona's hand with her other hand. "It's better."

"Thank God still loves you, Sen. Hope it heals soon, yeah." Joints nodded, still looking happy without caring about others around.

Marshal looked at him dislikefully, but he could do nothing because Arga was there. After all, he should still put up a respectful attitude towards his business partner. If it is like this, the affairs of the heart must be covered in order to maintain the harmony of work. It's hot, but Marshal really can't do much.

The middle-aged man who became his business partner, saw the bad Marshal. He knows Marshal definitely doesn't like it and maybe this will bring new problems for them of course. Joints still love Viona to this day, Arga knows that.

The marshal who had just been silent with Arga, turned to the side. I don't know since when Viona was nearby and even embraced her arm. Viona's gaze looked different, Marshal rubbed his cheeks gently. "Why, Honey?"

Viona put on a smile that could make Marshal stunned, if only she could not remember how his wife was. He rubbed the Marshal's arm slowly. "I'd like to talk to Joints for a second, would you, right?"

Marshal had guessed. It's always like that. Viona is sweet only if she wants to. In his deep breath, Marshal glanced at Arga. "What can you do, sir? Maybe there's something they want to talk about" Marshal said, not liking.

Marshal pulls Viona's hand. His wife was so enthusiastic to talk to Joints without caring about it. Even the embrace in the hands of the Marshal, let go just like that when Arga was gone. "Remember, you're my wife!" the Marshal warned, "don't mess around behind me!"

Viona nodded quickly. Turn back to face the joints that are still lying down. However, Marshal held her back, forced to turn to her husband again.

Marshal hugged Viona's body quickly, his wife to the point of jolting. "Remember your current status! There is me you still need to pay attention to. Honey, I don't like you caring more about other people than me."

Viona fell silent with a vexing annoyance. Since when did Marshal become melancholic like this? She tried to push Marshal's body slowly, but her husband still did not want to let go. "I just want to talk for a while, it won't be anything" Viona said softly.

The marshal just let go. To confront his wife unwillingly. He glanced at Joints for a moment. Arga Mahendra's son looks angry looking at him. His gaze was very sharp at the Marshal who deliberately rubbed his wife's head full of tenderness. The eyes of the rounded Joints grew sharper as Marshal kissed his wife's lips long enough. Viona did not even reject it, just squeezing the Marshal's arm firmly.

"Do I need to get out, honey?" Marshal rubbed Viona's lips with his thumb which was immediately bitten by his wife. Marshal chuckled, not pulling the thumb that was still bitten, despite the pain. "Main bites later at home," Thought the reddened Joints held back anger, Marshal grinned complacently. "this is the hospital, dear. Give me a bite later if you're both, yes" her god on Viona's growing emotions.

"Talk to him for a minute, I can't wait for your bite. I'm out first, yeah. Remember, don't fuck around, honey!" Marshal quickly left after seeing his wife's furious glare. He also had a chance to see Viona's hands clenched, already raised in the air. Before the bogeman floated, it was better for him to secure himself. His wife is very cruel if emotional, Marshal does not want his fate sad and immediately lay like a joint.

Actually he does not like if Viona talks with Jendi, forced him to do it because he does not want his wife to be angry if not allowed. He is better for now, even though his heart is hurting. Marshal really did not wince, afraid that Viona even more hated him. Not to mention, Viona hasn't talked to her all day. The words that came out of Viona's mouth, she could still count with her fingers. Viona had completely shut herself down and had yet to let her back in.

"May he not speak nonsense. Uh, but," Marshal who just came out of the room, turned back around and went into the room. Viona and Jendi looked at him with a strange look, Marshal doesn't care. "Honey, don't be long, yeah! Only five men－"

Viona looked at him sharply, Marshal to the point of swallowing her hard-earned saliva. His wife is still emotional, is she having a guest, today? It is easy to get angry, but Marshal speaks softly.

"Well, I'm not limiting you." Relented again. Until when did he hold the heat in this chest. "Remember, you're my wife, honey! Don't fuck! He's just a friend, okay. JUST FRIENDS!"

Viona raised her clenched hand. It's so emotional to see such a childish Marshal. Hate was growing on her husband. Viona felt, Marshal has always been very annoying with his strange attitude. "I'm just asking her how she is, don't go overboard."

Marshal snorted in annoyance, closing the door quite loudly with still grumbling indistinctly. Viona won again. Okay, he's got a lot of patience, because he doesn't want things like last night to happen again. Viona would definitely get even more wrathful if she reappeared. But, how else, Marshal was very unwilling for Viona to be alone with Joints. He did not want Viona and Joints to look at each other, holding hands while talking about feelings.

"Oh, no-no .. she's still my wife." Marshal glanced around, looking for Arga to divert his mind. But he didn't see her existence. Marshal decided to look for him and talk to him.

Before leaving, Marshal still had a moment to look at the door of the room in Jendi. He grew increasingly anxious and unwilling to let Viona. Moreover, she was afraid of becoming a widower, if Viona hated her and chose Joints, then they separated. Marshal does not want to be a widower because he lost the competition. Viona remains his and will always be his wife.