Because of the compulsion

Worrying

The sound of the door opening stopped his crying. He looked up at the door. The man, who looked fresher, went into his room and came back to close the door.

Seeing Viona's face full of tears, Marshal immediately approached her in panic. "Why are you crying?" her tanyanya was full of worry.

Viona shook her head, drowning her face back on the pillow. It turns out she's been crying for a long time. Marshal had finished his bath and was ready for dinner, but he was still not finished with his pain.

"Why you?" With the hair covering his wife's face, Viona woke up and wiped away tears. "Why cry?"

Marshal panicked even more as Viona sat down, his wife's tears seeping again. Viona immediately rubbed him and said, "I'm fine."

"You why? Is anyone sick? Did something happen to you?"

Pain, in the heart, Viona's inner voice. He was silent looking at the Marshal who looked so anxious. Viona couldn't possibly say how she felt to her husband. Marshal is too alien for him to share his story. He does need people to be invited to blow everything, but not the Marshal.

"Dear, what's wrong with you? Did something happen?"

Viona nodded again. Smile sweetly at her husband and stand up. "I'm gonna take a shower. If you want to eat, better eat first."

"Wait a minute!" Marshal pulls Viona who is about to move into the bathroom. "You why? Why did you cry?"

"I'm fine. Just tired and need a break."

"You sick?" Not hot, when the Marshal touched Viona's forehead. He holds Viona's body back, his feelings are increasingly worried to see his wife who does not look like usual. "Are you tired of having to tear? What exactly are you? Tell me!"

"I'm not pa-pa, really!"

"Did Amanda hurt you?"

"You know?" Viona was surprised to hear her husband's question.

In his deep breath, Marshal sat down with his wife. "He sent a message to Rio." He was worried to hear his wife sigh tired. "Are you really okay? He didn't hurt you, did he?"

"Why do you say that? You don't trust him?"

"I'm just afraid you're hurting him. Amanda I've been avoiding the last few days. I'm afraid he's doing something bad to you." Threw his wife's body, clutched her from the side. Viona just kept quiet and buried her face in the chest of the Marshal. "I'm worried about you, Ra. If he does bad, tell me!"

"We're just saying hello," Viona kept her head away after the Marshal wiped her. "she didn't hurt me."

"Thank God." Marshal breathes relieved. At least they didn't fight, it had already made him a little calm.

Viona shook her head and immediately stood up as the Marshal wanted to kiss her forehead. "I'm gonna take a shower. Just eat first!"

The marshal didn't stop her when Viona went to the bathroom. He just saw her go in and fell silent again, alone. If it wasn't for Amanda, then why would Viona cry? He returned unsettled. There must be something Viona hid from her, so the rare tears were shed. Twice. Twice Marshal saw his wife crying. That's hurtful. Marshal doesn't want to see her again. Viona can't cry anymore! Marshal's promise will keep her happy, with him!

***

Out of the bathroom, Viona looked at her husband lazily. He thought Marshal had left his room, but was lying in bed playing his cell phone.

His?

Viona immediately ran over to the Marshal. No matter the circumstances that are still wearing a bathrobe. She immediately snatched the phone from her husband's hand.

"Well?" Viona stared in anger. Mobile phone is his privacy, why should Marshal see the contents? "Why can you open it? You know the password?"

Leisurely, Marshal woke up after he could control his shock. "Hape you're not in-password, Ra."

Viona glared sharply and immediately checked her phone. Also true. He just remembered, he did not use a password because he likes to forget. All right, from now on he'll lock it. I don't want something like this to happen again. Marshal has crossed his privacy line.

"You didn't keep my number? Why isn't there?"

Viona was silent. Turn around to store the phone in a bag on the sofa. What if Marshal knows the name of his contact? Is he going to be angry? Viona did not dare to speak, afraid that her husband would not like her. It was better for him to put on his clothes immediately, rather than holding back his annoyance constantly.

"It's okay. Release, uh!"

"Frans sent a message so you won't be sad anymore. What exactly are you?"

Viona's body stiffened. Marshal opened the message on his phone. That's too late. Viona doesn't like her privacy being entered by others like that. "Deliver, eh! I'm gonna grab a shirt."

Marshal didn't let go. Playing the bathrobe rope made Viona even more afraid and tried to break away. "Can I pull?" god in a whisper. Viona was anxious and immediately shook her head. "Tell me why you're crying or I pull the rope?"

Viona gulped. Marshal grew more and more daring to corner him. But, he couldn't fight any stronger. If he were to make a revolt, the rope that was being played by the Marshal would have slipped off and his body would have been exposed. Viona better shut up. However, his silence did not last long because Marshal instead kissed his cheek.

"Why are you crying? Amanda didn't hurt you, or was there some other reason? Frans knows, why can't I know?" Slowly, the Marshal pulled the bathrobe rope, Viona got more scared and finally gave up.

"Okay, I say," With the Marshal's hand removed, Viona immediately distanced herself after pushing her husband's body backwards. He confirmed the rope that was almost released until it was strong again wrapped in his body. "i'm hungry," he continued in a spoiled tone.

Marshal's eyebrows raised. He approached his wife's body further away until Viona was struck by a wall and the Marshal locked his movements with his right and left hands beside his wife's body. "Say!"

Viona closed her eyes and bit her lower lip. He nodded, not wanting to say what happened to him. Marshal's right hand raised, touching his wife's chin. "Say, why are you crying? Don't cover it up with me! If anyone dares to hurt you, I'll look for him."

Viona kept her eyes closed. Marshal's breath was so felt on his facial skin, so close.

"Say, Zahra baby!" Marshal was furious to see his wife who kept silent, even though he was very worried.

Viona's eyes opened quickly in shock. Marshal kissed her lips so deeply. He clashed with pushing his chest with all his might. The marshal held both hands together, and deepened the kiss.

Viona gasped for air, taking in as much oxygen as she missed the kiss. Marshal looked at him sharply, still holding his wife's hands together. "Do you say it or do I continue in bed?" her threatening repression frightened Viona and began to soften her originally emotional gaze. "I don't like to see my women cry. I must punish whoever made him tear. But you don't want to say it."

"I'm not ap.－"

"Stop saying, 'It's okay'!" marshal was full of annoyance.

To his knowledge, there was never a word "nothing" in the women's dictionary. Of course, from the sentence there is a very big "nothing" has happened, but a woman does not want to say it.

"We're husband and wife, Ra. If there's a problem, tell me! Is this all because of Amanda?!"

Viona. His eyes began to glaze over and a single circle of melted down past the smooth skin of his cheeks.

Marshal grew more emotional, releasing Viona's hand and wiping her tears. "I'm just asking, honey. I was worried," he said gently looking at Viona clingy. "Say!"

"Sendi－"

"You see him again?!" Marshal immediately snapped furiously. His hands clenched with increasing emotion. "Why did you see him again?! What for?!"

Viona closed her eyes again, She did not respond to the Marshal who shook her shoulders in annoyance, even though Viona had not finished talking. Fatma's words were heard in her ears. He was heartbroken, yet there was no way he would ever go back to feeling it.

"Zahrah!"

Viona immediately hugged her husband's body. Emotion Marshal has reached the limit if it has mentioned his middle name with a snatch. "Don't be mad at me, Chal! I just saw him for a second."

The marshal gets even more emotional, taking off Viona's body violently. "For what?! I don't want you to see him again, but why did you see him?"

"Just look around, just a minute."

"You－"

"What?" Viona returned the Marshal's gaze sharply. Fixed, Marshal even more emotional. Viona is confused, how to reduce Marshal emotions. Really, Viona was not fighting. He was very tired at the moment, but the Marshal instead argued over it. "Why are you scolding me? I just went to see him, don't get mad like this! I know, you don't like it. But I just wanted to see him. As a good friend, what's wrong if I see how things are? Wrong?"

The silent marshal looked at his wife who entered the dressing room with an annoyed look. Has he been over? Marshal is only worried about his wife, but Viona actually makes him angry. Twice Mardhal saw her crying, and both of them were just crying for the man. Does Joints mean so much to Viona that she always just cries? Marshal was upset and very angry. Why did Viona still remember the man, never glancing at him? Can't Marshal really take his heart? Why should that man be what Viona thinks? Why had Viona never thought of it?