Because of the compulsion

Fill Wallet

Fresh from waking up, Viona immediately opened her eyes wide. Look to the side and immediately peek at the body under the blanket.

He breathed a sigh of relief at the still complete clothes on his body. The marshal still closed his eyes, sleeping beside him. "Chal?" Viona wriggled softly to keep Marshal away from her. "Wake up, it's noon!" Looking at the open window, it was still raining outside. The day is coming, changing into the day.

The clock in his room shows at eleven o'clock. It turned out that Viona had slept for quite a while, and Marshal still did not want to open his eyes.

"About the day off, she was so lazy," muttered Viona raised her hand to restore her husband's hair. The Marshal's face looked calm in its depths. Viona pinched her husband's nose long enough for Marshal to squirm, feeling annoyed and having trouble breathing. "Wake up, it's noon!"

"Mmh..." Marshal instead back to improve and increasingly attached to the body of his wife.

Viona simply sighed, letting the Marshal sleep as much as possible. It was better, than them arguing indistinctly. "Chal, I want to go to Mama's house." Not getting a response, Viona glanced to the side. Marshal had gone back to sleep soundly making Viona tickle upset. He really doesn't want to wake up.

After a long silence while hugging her husband, Viona only realized, since when did the window of her room open? It was only fitting that the air felt so cold and he could see the rain out there. Viona guessed, the marshal did it this morning. Because Viona remembers right, if she never opened it.

Viona's body jerked as the Marshal's hand moved from above her stomach. Viona immediately held him. Seeing her husband upset, Marshal had no intention of looking for an opportunity, right? Viona doesn't want that to happen. He felt uncomfortable being touched like that.

"Darling ...."

Viona faintly heard it. Marshal was still closed, but muttered. Viona changed the position of the body that was originally stretched, now sideways facing her husband. With the messy hair of Marshal covering her forehead, Viona combed it with her fingers. In his sleep, Marshal still looks handsome. Viona would not be content with that fact. Her husband is looking good.

"Chal, wake!" With her Marshal cheeks, Viona chuckles at her husband's half-open eyes, then closes back. "It's noon, you don't want to get up?" The marshal did not care and instead pulled Viona's body to hug him tightly. "I'm gonna get up, hungry."

"In the meantime, I'm still sleepy." The marshal pulled Viona's head down to her chest. He's hungry too, hasn't had any breakfast. But, his eyes were difficult to cooperate with, and eventually Marshal fell asleep again. "Don't get up ahead of me, baby!"

Viona sneered softly at the muttering of her husband. While sleeping, Marshal still had time to warn. Viona is bored in bed. If it's like this, he can't do anything. Better for him.

An hour passed, Marshal woke up. Viona immediately broke free from her husband's embrace. Still had time to grumble slowly because of the aches. As long as the Marshal slept, he was silent, unable to escape. With open eyes and finally he thought everywhere while daydreaming.

"Qual sleep, only with you, dear." Marshal smiled happily, got up and stretched his achy hand over his wife's head for a long time. "Thank you for accompanying me to sleep."

Viona just muttered and immediately woke up. He went into the bathroom leaving the Marshal still yawning.

"I bathed in our room, yes," cried Marshal at Viona who had just entered the bathroom. "later I wait for you to have lunch. Don't dawdle!"

***

Finishing her delayed breakfast during the day, Viona returned to her room. He had not had time to finish it, because the Marshal forced to eat immediately on the grounds that he was very hungry. "What if I starve to death just for waiting for you to make your bed?" So said. Viona just obeyed her husband's wishes.

"What's this?" Viona frowned. Marshal went into his room, thrusting a black leather wallet at him.

"Take what you want. I don't want you to shop from anyone else."

Viona received the thick wallet in confusion. He sat down on the edge of the bed and opened it slowly. So many cards in it. There's dozens. Starting from debit cards to black cards that are very incomparable to any card. Her husband is really rich. In addition, there are also identification cards, SIM cards and other cards.

"It's all you got?"

"Yes, that's mine. Take what you want, be free!"

Viona glanced at them one by one. "Card per－"

"That's all mine, honey. Personal. For work, stored elsewhere."

Viona was flabbergasted to hear it. Personal cards alone have been this much, not to mention related to work. Marshal is very tajir. After a long look at her, Viona smirked at her husband. Putting on a face as blank as possible while opening his eyes.

"If I want everything, can I?" Looking at the silent Marshal, seemingly doubtful, Viona scowled. "No, yes, it's ...." She put the wallet back in her husband's hands.

Also true. Viona thinks Marshal won't give it his all because Marshal is stingy. "That means everything?"

Marshal nodded quickly. "If you want, it can. But, leave me an identification card."

Viona did not expect the Marshal to agree to her wishes. Viona is only joking, but Marshal takes her seriously. "You'll be broke if I take it all."

"Not going to." Marshal smiled widely and rubbed his wife's cheek again. "The word person, if assets are held by the wife, will be well preserved. Especially if the wife can be happy, it will make the sustenance that comes more abundant. I'm not afraid of the poor. I believe you want to marry me not because you want to make me miserable."

"Take faith. What if I drain your property?"

"Before you drain my treasure, I will impregnate you first."

"Eh?" Viona immediately shifted her body slightly away. "I'm gonna spend all this money." He held Marshal's wallet to his chest.

Marshal hugged Viona quickly, and began landing kisses all over his wife's face. "I told you before you drain my treasure, I'll impregnate you first." Viona tried to break away. Marshal even more dared to touch it. "If you get pregnant and take away my treasure. I'm thrilled. Because my treasure must have been used by my own son."

"Huh, but I don't want to get pregnant."

"can't. If you want my treasure, you'll have to conceive my son." Marshal pressed Viona's body to lie on the bed. He took the wallet by force and threw it away. No matter if it was lost, her current focus was only on Viona. "Still draining my treasure, honey?"

Viona chuckles amusedly, Marshal kisses her nonstop. "Okay, I'm blushing. Stopit! I'm not gonna drain you." Viona's head shook to the right and to the left dodging her husband's growing assault. "Chal, stop! Wet, huh! Chal, off!"

After biting his wife's cheek, Marshal woke up from the top of Viona's body. Helping his wife to sit down, Marshal rubbed his wife's cheek which turned out to be a bite.

"Canibals!" maki Viona grimaced as she rubbed her cheeks in annoyance.

Marshal felt sorry. Putting Viona's hand off her cheek, and she kissed her cheek gently. "sorry. I'm anxious, so let go."

Viona even snorted looking at him sharply. A view to the entire corner of the room. "Where was your wallet?"

Marshal clucked in annoyance. "So my wife likes treasure? I just found out. I'm kira－"

"Where's the wallet?" Viona looked for him in bed, but nothing. He saw the Marshal's hand, still nothing. "Where?"

Marshal just shook his head. Viona's attitude is hard to guess. He did not expect that his wife could be obsessed with his wallet as well.

"Chal, uh, where?" Viona touched Marshal's arm, but never found it. "Chal?!"

"Make what, honey?"

"Where?"

Exhale rough breaths, Marshal pointed towards the bathroom. Viona followed his directions and immediately opened her eyes wide. With a grumble she walked in the direction that her husband punched her in. Marshal is outrageous. He threw his wallet that far. Though the contents are very valuable, such Marshal does not care about the contents.

"You really want to drain my treasure, honey?"

Viona did not bully him and instead opened the wallet impatiently. After her observation was correctly calculated, Viona saw a sharp Marshal while taking out a small photo from the wallet.

"This ... Why is it in your wallet?"

Marshal was stunned and immediately stood up. His eyes are perfectly round. How could Marshal forget if in his wallet is stored a photo of Viona who is still small.

"This is my picture, right?" Viona glanced at the photo again in her hand. He was sure it was him as a child. Why is it in her husband's wallet? "Chal?"