Because of the compulsion

The Queen and the Male Bee

The difficulty of moving was the most frustrating first thing for Viona. That was the reason he did not want to sleep with the Marshal and chose to sleep with his sister-in-law. Because every waking up, it's always like this. Marshal's hug was too tight, even though he was still sleeping. Viona's hard to let go.

After last night having a fight due to the Marshal's coercion that took her from Michelle's room until she fell, Viona lost. Unwilling to make more noise in the middle of the night, afraid of waking up everyone who was asleep. She was forced to sleep with her husband, yet again upset who welcomed her wake.

"Let's go, I'm gonna get up!" Viona squirms in the arms of the Marshal. But, her husband still did not want to pass and even more sturdy her body. Viona was sure, Marshal must have woken up, so he could still withstand his wife's trumpet. "Please!"

Marshal who was already conscious from his sleep, even made Viona more upset. "What time is this, honey?" his murmur touched the face on his wife's neck. "I'm still sleepy."

"Udah dawn. Release, uh!" Viona kicks Marshal's leg under the blanket. "Deliver!"

Marshal grimaced softly and loosened his embrace. Half closed, he looked at his wife who looked annoyed. "You're cruel, honey. Always torturing my own husband."

Viona quickly shifted her body to immediately go to the bathroom, but she instead lay back because the Marshal pulled her. "I want to wake up!"

"I'm still sleepy, hang on for a second!"

The Marshal's wife instead thrashed and managed to avoid her husband. He got up and got out of bed. Marshal woke up, caught up with him quickly. Lifting up Viona's torso in shock, then lying her roughly on the bed.

Viona was struggling because she had her back. Marshal doesn't like Viona to disobey him. "I said just for a minute, why don't you?"

"I'm going to the bathroom. If you're still sleepy, you'll be able to sleep alone."

"I want company."

"Marijuana!" viona snapped in front of her husband's face which immediately glared sharply. Trying to break free from the Marshal's confinement, Viona continues to wriggle and beat her husband's chest. Marshal did not budge on it, Viona just kept trying to escape.

"SNAKE ...!" a hysterical scream sounded in front of the room door.

Viona screeched as the Marshal overpowered her body. Until asphyxiation held the weight of Marshal who stored it so quickly because he was surprised to hear the shrill scream. The Marshal quickly re-supported the body with both hands on the right and left sides of Viona's body. The sound of the door opening and a shrill cry resounded, turning their eyes away.

"Sister, sister Viona is missing!" Michelle appeared behind the open door. His eyes immediately rounded perfectly and covered his face with both hands. "Ah, ma-sorry, I don't know," he said stuttering, peering through the crevice of his hands, looking up at the bed. The indecent scene seemed engrossing, yet Michelle was embarrassed to see her brother and sister-in-law in such a position.

Viona immediately pushed the body of the Marshal. He woke up with a embarrassed face looking at Michelle who continued to mutter the word "sorry" but was still peeking in the fissure of the fingers. He glanced at the sharp Marshal. Her husband just grinned without guilt.

"What's up, Chelle?" Viona tried as quietly as possible to avoid her embarrassment and shock. Getting off the bed approached Michelle who was still standing in front of the door.

"You're wearing clothes, right?"

"Astagfirullah, Chelle." Viona exhaled her rough breath. Michelle misunderstood.

"I thought Viona was missing, so I panicked when I woke up Brother is not there," said Michelle, who shamed to open the hand that covered her face.

"I'm the one who kidnapped," said Marshal, back and pull the blanket up to the chest. "Honey, here, sleep again! I'm still sleepy."

Viona sneered in her heart. Instead of being ashamed of Michelle, the man with the status of her husband was even like that. Besides being annoying, Marshal was also shameless. Viona smiled awkwardly at her sister-in-law who was stalling a smile. She hopes Michelle understands how Marshal behaves, so Viona doesn't have to straighten out her sister-in-law's misunderstanding at length.

But Michelle is not what she expected. Slowly Michelle walked back and closed the door. "Continue! Sorry, it's been disturbing." Not long ago there was the sound of laughter and footsteps getting away.

Viona breathed a sigh of relief and now looked back at her husband who had fallen asleep. She wanted to kill her husband right then and there, if not fearing sin.

***

"Today I went to college" said Viona, putting a tie on the collar of her husband's shirt.

"I'm taking it." Marshal tidied up the child's hair on his wife's forehead. Bluffing Viona's forehead suddenly until her wife was shocked and hit her chest. "Just kissed the forehead is already angry," he sneered as he chuckled.

Viona instead snorted, immediately finishing the tie. He didn't want to put the tie on, but Marshal kept forcing him. Inevitably, she returns to her role, a good wife takes care of her husband before leaving for work.

"Why not ready? He said he was going to college." Marshal looked astonished at Viona who was sitting on the edge of the bed watching a television show, after she finished tidying up her husband's appearance. "Come on, I'll have bad luck if I wait for you, lama!"

"Just get off first! I'll be a little unlucky," said Viona with a chuckle. Focus on watching television screens showing honeybee anatomy. "I'll be with Frans."

The marshal immediately took a quick look from the phone that was contacting his assistant. "Why? I'll just take you, yeah."

"No need. You're leaving, it's bad luck."

Sitting next to his wife, Marshal kept the phone in his suit pocket after he finished texting Rio to pick him up. "You don't want to go with me? Why?"

"I'm leaving in the afternoon."

"No need, bothered－That, what, anyway?" Viona glanced at Marshal in annoyance, as the man instead rubbed his cheeks with his index finger. "The chal!"

Being yelled at even chuckles. Marshal was very anxious to see the annoyance of his wife. "I love that you call me that, honey. Cups!" One kiss he managed to steal from his wife's pink lips. Viona immediately looked at him sharply while clenching her hands in the air. "He wants to fix our marriage, but your attitude is still like this" mocked Marshal, turning his gaze in the other direction.

Viona did not care and looked back at the television. She pretended not to know, if her husband just kept looking at her from the side until smiling full of implied meaning. He was actually annoyed, but lazy to warn because the Marshal did annoy the person. It was hard to be warned and it was just a waste of time for Viona.

"Viona Azzahra Pratama is beautiful. Not inferior to the charm of the queen bee," chirped Viona slowly keep looking at the television screen with a flat expression.

Marshal's laughter broke to a great extent. Several times shook his head to see his wife's high self-worth. "Yes, my queen bee is very beautiful," Marshal again chuckled at his wife who instead raised her chin haughtily. Unable to withstand the anxiety, Marshal kissed his wife's cheek repeatedly. "I am the bee. Male bees usually marry young queens, do you want me to kawini, hm?"

Viona immediately pushed the body of the Marshal and stood up quickly avoiding her fearsome husband. Marshal even grinned meaningfully making Viona more anxious. "Wouldn't. Watch out!" He was getting stronger pushing the Marshal who was instead embracing him.

"Even male bees do not become kings, but can always mate with female bees and can even conquer young queens. So you're one of them."

"No!" Viona is in the arms of the Marshal. "I don't want to!"

"Happy day, honey. I'm not going to the office" whispered Marshal in his wife's ear. Viona got more scared and continued to thrash. "I can definitely conquer this queen bee. Moreover, we've never done it." Marshal kisses his wife's cheek. "Let me show you－"

"What exactly, anyway, is this male bee?" the voice of an animal observer was heard from the television. "The male comes from an unfertilized egg."

"No, listen!" Viona turned Marshal's face towards the television. "The male is an unfertilized egg. You eggs are not considered."

Marshal glared sharply without letting go of his wife. "I'll prove that bees from eggs are not considered to be able to leave you sprawled, honey! The male bee is heb－"

"This bee serves as a bee-finder, which is to marry the young queen. If lucky, a male bee can only mate once during its life, because after successfully marrying the queen, this bee will die. Due to its lazy nature, at the time of the food crisis, many male bees were killed by worker bees (Rusfidra, 2003)"

Viona laughed in the arms of the Marshal. "Are you sure you want to marry the queen bee? Male bees can mate only once in a lifetime and then die. Already there, mending soon depart, you will be killed by worker bees! You lazy bee!"

Marshal releases his wife with a loathe. "I regret being a bee" he murmured, "was ridiculed by the queen."

"Makanya ... already, there go! He said he didn't want to be bad." Viona pushed her husband's body away. The marshal is increasingly reluctant to see her, but he pulls Viona's hand out of the room. "To where? I don't want to come."

"Breakfast."

The marshal pulled her impatient until Viona had to be dragged in her footsteps. Until the faster the Marshal walked, Viona could not keep up with her wide stride and,

Brugh!

Viona stumbled on her own feet. So the Marshal's body was pushed by him from behind and he fell to the floor.

"Sshh. Walk slowly!" Viona grimaced as she rubbed her waist. Seeing Marshal with anger.

"Yes, sorry, darling." The marshal rubbed his waist, but was instead pushed aside by Viona who was looking at him sharply. "Sorry, Honey. Do I need to see a doctor?" he said guiltily and worriedly seeing Viona who continued to grimace could only wake up, after struggling to stand up and endure the pain in her buttocks and waist, again. Last night's pain has not subsided, even plus new pain.

"Why you?" Vishnu and Rahma approach Marshal and Viona near the stairs. They will also go downstairs for breakfast together.

"This, Pa, lumbago," said Marshal, looking at Viona with pity, but his wife immediately put on a calm look when faced with her two in-laws.

"Oh," Rahma who was in the arms of Vishnu, giggled at the glance of her son and daughter-in-law. They saw him astonished, but Rahma instead patted Vishnu's arm and rolled her eyes amusedly. "normal, Pa, they just got better. It's only right if our ghost hurts the waist." He turned to pat Marshal on the shoulder. "Eat him, don't be rude!" Then, draw Vishnu's hand to immediately go down. Ignore the unpleasant look of the child and his daughter-in-law.

Marshal and Viona looked at each other, then saw their departure.

"Hopefully the granddaughter is quick so, yeah!" shouted Rahma who had gone down the stairs.

The two humans were both silent and looked at each other again. "The mind ... Oh, my goodness!" Marshal shook his head slowly. Grabbing Viona's hand to help her walk.

"You, anyway!"

Marshal's breath gusts out violently. Viona still scolded him. "Yeah, I was wrong. I'm sorry. Here, I see. Fear of bruising."

"No!" Viona immediately dodged when the Marshal wanted to see the sick part. "I don't want to be touched!"

Marshal snorted resignedly. "I'm just worried, honey."

"Don't touch me! We're not mukhrim." Viona distanced her body.

Marshal just shook his head. "You can't get too close to Michelle! So it's like this, right."