Because of the compulsion

Meet Again With Him

Rio just shook his head looking at his master wrathfully. Marshal kept cursing at his cell phone who was contacting a woman with the status of his wife. Several times Marshal tried to contact him, but the call did not get an answer, only the voice of the operator was telling.

"My wife really ..," furious Marshal tried to contact his wife back.

Rio was still silent. He wanted to see the extent to which the madness of the Marshal reacted by forgetting his memories. The picture Amanda sent her, it was appropriate to make a husband angry, but Marshal really did not use his brain. Amanda's been making her emotional this time.

Did Marshal avoid me because of him?

Tell Marshal, the woman who has shifted my position, is nothing more than a cheap woman.

So was the follow-up message that Rio received after the picture that Amanda sent. Rio was laughing at the message from Amanda because he felt it was very gookil. Amanda tries to scout the Marshal household, so she can take the Marshal back. Without him knowing what really happened in the picture.

"We're home!" Marshal grabbed the suit and put it on in a hurry. "My wife really wants to be punished."

"Wait, Sir!" Quickly Rio held off the Marshal to leave. He handed me his phone. "Don't scold the madam! Take a good look at the picture!"

"What to see?! Obviously my wife was wrong!"

Rio pulled his phone. View the screen and enlarge the image displayed. "Who is this?" He let out a rough breath as the Marshal instead looked at him sharply. "This is a friend of the madam!" it was on the face of the marshal. No matter the courtesy, he only wanted to make Marshal aware of what he saw. "Lord forgot? This is the mistress' friend who he said, would pick up the madam to go to campus. You are wrong to be angry with him. Isn't he his cousin?"

Once a jolt, Marshal snatched Rio's phone. Look at the pictures Amanda sent out carefully. The woman in the picture is indeed Viona and one man. Marshal was angry that Viona's face was set so comfortably on the man's chest, even his embrace looked very tight. His emotions were immediately ignited, without him noticing if ... "Frans you mean?"

Rio nodded quickly, snatching the phone from the hands of the Marshal. "I told you already, Miss Amanda tried to pestle you," Rio snorted in annoyance.

Marshal is back in his chair. Seemed to be thinking so hard and staring at Rio intensely. He had misunderstood his wife.

"Miss Amanda won't stay silent because you're avoiding her. This kind of situation must not have been in vain to grab the attention of Master," Rio chuckled. "but unfortunately, he chose the wrong incident."

Marshal was silent, occasionally sighing to ease things. His emotions and thoughts are starting to rage.

"I just want to remind you," Rio spoke seriously, putting the hand holding the phone into his pants pocket. "if you choose a mistress, then try even stronger so as not to be affected by Miss Amanda! The Lord's Beloved will continue to try to damage your household and the real trials will come at any time. I hope Master doesn't falter! If you choose madam ... yes, madam only! Don't look at what's been the past! Remember, sir, the highest bond is marriage!"

Marshal breathed deeply. "And lovers are nothing more than everything." He already knew, Rio must have said that sentence. It's always that, every time.

The assistant who was his adviser was smiling. "Take it higher, because it matters! Forget the little things below, because it's just a waste!"

"Didn't I also choose that ...?" Marshal sat leaning. Looking towards the large window beside his desk.

Rio freed his hand from his pants pocket. "But I'm worried now." He looked at the Marshal intently and whispered a little, "why can Miss Amanda see the madam? That means they're in the same place, right?" Marshal just realized it. "What will happen to the madam, if they meet?"

***

"Ekhem!"

Viona was still crying in Frans' arms. They turned their heads as the loud sounding voice of Deheman greeted. Quickly Viona took off a hug, pulled the front of Frans's shirt to rub her nose.

"Miss?" Viona was so surprised to see the beautiful woman with her chest in front of her. Viona quickly pulled Frans' body away to get close to her again. Retracting the front shirt belongs to the man and shrank the rest of his tears and snot to clean using a cloth attached to his best friend's body. Frans just looked at her and turned to the woman who kept looking at them.

"Well, it's great to see you here." That mocking smile was fixed for Viona who put on a smile as sweet as possible.

"Lo know him?" whisky Frans. Viona glanced at him for a moment to nod.

"How are you doing with Marshal? He must be okay, yeah. His wife was so beautiful and so stunning that many men were fascinated and close to her." The woman smiled slanted. Fold your hands in front of your chest arrogantly.

Viona kept smiling, even though she caught the unpleasant signal from the woman. "Thank God the news is good, miss. How are you doing?"

"I'm not okay" he said. Gnashing her teeth furiously looked at Viona who just kept smiling guiltlessly. "For a few days, my beloved dodged. Of course I'm not in good shape."

Hearing the woman's words, Viona finds out, it turns out that Marshal really cut off his relationship with Amanda. He didn't think Marshal would do that. Didn't Marshal love that woman so much? So why did he decide so easily? Viona doesn't think .. she thinks Marshal isn't serious about her words.

"Did Marshal know you were here crying in a man's arms?" amanda was full of emphasis.

Amanda's laughter broke out full of ridicule. "What if he finds out?"

"He must be happy, Miss." All right, Viona's gonna make that mockery. "Even he allowed me. Yeah, right, Frans?"

Confused Frans nodded. He doesn't know who that woman is and has any business with Viona. But, from her tone and manner of view, the woman did not like Viona. He should be on guard. Viona is strong, but Frans has to take care of her too. Be the first shield for him.

Amanda glared sharply. Not believing the words just spoken by his girlfriend's wife. "Marshal definitely doesn't know what's going on."

Viona nodded like a child. Amanda looks unfriendly. As much as possible, he should look friendly. Viona doesn't want Amanda to take her as an enemy. They are indeed tied to the same man, but that does not mean they must be enemies in outer life. And again, Viona actually did not care about that woman. After all, the woman only had business with her husband, not with him.

"That's great. I think the woman that the Atma family is proud of is a good man. Cih, it turns out ...."

Frans clenched his arms, not liking to see Amanda, who was increasingly showing dislike towards Viona. Although she did not know what the problem was between them, but she did not like it if Viona was looked at with such a condescending look.

"Back, Vi." Frans immediately pulled Viona's hand to circle the car. Opening the door and pushing Viona's body slowly inside. "I'm sorry, Miss." Frans passed Amanda with a look of dislike. Soon he got into the car, still had time to glance at Amanda cynically before driving forward his car.

"Frans, not good, yes," said Viona felt Frans' attitude was too excessive. "It doesn't have to be, does it?"

"He who? I guess people aren't good." Frans was still upset, driving the car at high speed. Viona does not protest, but is annoyed with Frans's attitude that is always like that if Viona is faced with people who do not like her. "Gue doesn't know what you have to do, only I don't like it, cynically he saw you ...."

Viona simply sighed, letting Frans babble herself. He can't possibly explain who Amanda really is. Frans could have said that to Heru, if she knew Amanda was her husband's lover.

"Eh, tumben ... What's he calling?"

Frans' rant stopped, glancing briefly at the strange-looking Viona staring at her phone screen. "Why?"

"Tens of missed calls ...," Viona showed Frans her phone screen for a moment as the man refocused on looking at the streets. The speed of the car began to decrease, because maybe Frans' frustration had also been thinned. "from earlier on the phone I live here, so do not know he called many times."

"Lo's husband?" Viona nodded and watched her phone screen return.

It was amazing to see so many missed calls from Marshal. Viona doesn't know if her husband called her several times, because from now on, she stayed outside with Frans. Can't remember the phone in the bag, in the car.

"Call back! Who knows how important."

Viona hesitated to do that. However, she was also curious about the reason her husband called so much. Pressed by her husband's dial number, Viona put the phone next to her ear.

"Where are you? Why haven't you come home yet? What time is it? You're okay, right? The darling? Hello, Honey?"

Viona immediately put away her phone. What happened to Marshal? The call is connected, the sound of babbling her husband immediately greeted making ear pain.

"Zahra, honey? Where are you?"

Breathe out before putting the phone back into the ear. "I'm on the road, same Frans. I'm going home soon." There was a sigh of relief from across there. "But a short walk is okay, right? I'm home late."

"can't. Straight home!"

"I want to go with Frans for a minute. At the latest an hour. Okay?" There is no lawfulness. Viona was getting upset, her husband definitely would not allow it. "Chal, just a minute ...."

"Hm ...." Only that was the voice heard after Viona's long wait.

"Where else are you going?" frans asked for a glance at Viona who had just disconnected the call and put the phone into her bag.

"Take me for a walk, dong, Frans," pinta Viona with a spoiled tone.

Frans glanced back for a moment with an amused smile and a head bobble. "Need a diversion, the story?"

Viona gave a crisp laugh, patting Frans' shoulders in dismay. His cousin and best friend always knew what he wanted. Frans is indeed the best partner for him to live a fairly complicated life.