Because of the compulsion

A collection?

"Chal?"

"Em ... that ...," What should Marshal say? Viona had already found the photo, definitely would not be silent before she explained it. "my collection, dear."

"Collections?"

Marshal nodded slowly. Seeing Viona nervously and approaching her. "I only keep one, that's all ...."

"What are you keeping it for?" Viona's gaze was full of curiosity, making the Marshal even more nervous. He must have been demanded an explanation by his wife. "Since when?"

Marshal put on a smile as sweet as possible, leading his wife to sit on the bed. Viona did comply, but still urged him to explain immediately. "You know, first love is hard to forget?"

Viona's eyebrows shot up, confused by her husband's words. What does it have to do with first love, which Viona asks about the photo, but Marshal instead shifts the topic.

"Darling," Marshal grabbed both hands of Viona who still held the wallet in her right hand and the photo in her left hand. He put his wife's hand together for her to hold tightly. "maybe you won't believe my words. But, that's how I feel. I've loved this little girl since I was in school."

"This is what you mean ...?" Marshal nodded as Viona showed the photo. His wife's eyes were round in disbelief. "You know I've been a long time?" Marshal nodded again, smiled and rubbed his wife's head gently. "Who are you?"

"I'm your husband, baby."

"No, that's not what I meant. So, we've met before that agreement ...?"

"Yes," Marshal decided to sit next to his wife, embracing Viona's shoulder to attach to her body. "we often meet first. Did you forget?"

Viona rolled her eyes upwards, thinking of recalling the past. If it's true that he's met Marshal a lot, but why doesn't he remember anything?

"You have completely forgotten, dear." Marshal shook his head in disappointment. "I'll explain everything, if you remember."

"Can't be like that ... explain now, just so I can remember," argued Viona who was getting curious. "who are you? And where did we meet?" Hit slowly by Marshal's chest, Viona was annoyed to see her husband silenced.

"Try to remember! I'll explain later if you remember, yeah."

Viona flicked her lips disappointed not to get an explanation. He was already very curious. Is it true they have met? In Viona's memory, the figure of Marshal did not exist to fill his life. Did Viona forget, because she was a child?

"What age was I when I met you?"

"Em ...," Marshal seemed to think looking the other way. "probably eleven, or twelve."

It's been that big, Viona should have remembered. At the age mentioned by Marshal, Viona can think well and can remember everything she has been through. But, why about Marshal he doesn't know anything?

"Where do we meet?"

Marshal sighed deeply, throwing it away violently. "You ask a lot. Just remember, I'll tell you everything."

Viona hit her husband back in the chest. "If I remember, why do I ask again? So just explain it now so I can remember!"

Marshal remained unwilling, putting on a haughty face until his wife chipped him back. Disappointed he felt, Viona did not remember him at all. It was hard to forget his little wife.

Viona kept turning her brain to remember him. She watched her husband's face fixedly, caressing him slowly.

"I'm handsome, honey. I'm yours, don't go overboard like that."

Viona looked at him annoyed. Marshal is overconfident. Yes, even though he is handsome, but Viona is annoyed to hear her husband is too narcissistic.

With a knock on the door, Viona broke away from her husband and stood up.

Open the door slowly. "What's wrong?" It turned out that there was Rio at the door of his room.

"There's a guest, Madam."

"Who, Yo?" Marshal stood up and approached them. On holidays like this, who's visiting? As he remembered, he had no guest appointments for today.

"Sister Madam is waiting downstairs, sir."

"Sister Vino?" After getting a nod from Rio, Viona quickly came out with enthusiasm. Down the stairs in a hurry. She was so happy to hear her brother coming.

And sure enough, in the living room Vino was already sitting alone. Erni just came out of there to save a drink and a treat.

Vino was surprised to see the enthusiasm of his sister who gave a warm hug.

"I miss!"

Vino returned his sister's embrace, rubbing Viona's head gently. "Silver breathlessness, Dek," his screeches to release Viona's increasingly tight embrace.

"A long time no see, brother."

"Yes .. yes, Deck. Release first!"

A happy face still emanated on the face of Viona who had just released her embrace. Vino immediately inhaled as much air as possible to eliminate tightness.

"Big brother to here－"

"Where is your husband?"

Viona sneered in annoyance. She misses Vino, but why is Marshal the one her brother asks? "What do you really want?"

Vino frowned at Viona's faint tone of voice. Seeing Viona who looked at him annoyed, Vino just realized. "Sorry, Deck. But, brother came here to see your husband."

Viona's annoyance is becoming. "Aren't I?" He pointed at himself. Directly hit Vino's shoulder hard because her brother shook his head instead.

Viona immediately stood up when she saw the Marshal approaching them. He didn't care if Vino called him back. Viona was upset. Didn't Vino miss him? Though they had not met for a long time, but Vino's attitude was very disappointing.

Viona's steps came to a halt as the Marshal held her hand as she passed. Marshal was astonished to see his wife who was indifferent to Vino who even kept calling him. Viona did not care and turned her face away.

"Why?" Marshal saw the unpleasant aura of his wife.

Viona did not reply and instead let go of Marshal's hand. "Guister Marshal, tuh."

"Why you?" The marshal held Viona back. His wife is getting unsightly. Marshal doesn't understand, what's wrong with Viona. He seemed very enthusiastic to know his brother was coming. But why does it look unhappy now?

"Don't be like this ...!" Marshal embraces his wife's shoulder. "Your welcome is very bad to people, honey. She's your sister" whispered the Marshal and invited Viona to come back closer to Vino.

Viona did not want to and released the Marshal's embrace on her shoulder. "I'm going to the room again. He wants to see you, he said. There is no business with me" said Viona with a loud tone full of emphasis. He deliberately did so that Vino could hear him.

The marshal just shook his head, looking at his wife's childish demeanor. He's seen her for the first time. With a little bit of torture through her sharp gaze, Viona inevitably came back to Vino. She sat down on the sofa in annoyance and docked at her husband who was sitting opposite to Vino.

The two men greeted each other. Viona saw them astonished, because it was too familiar to her. As Viona knew, Marshal was highly respected by many people including his family. But, his attitude towards Vino looked different. The language they use is not formal and is more of an impolite language.

"How are you, Dek?"

Viona was just silent, turning her eyes to the corner of the room. Pretending not to hear her brother's question. However, her avoidance did not last long as the Marshal elbowed her arm making Viona turn her head.

"You can't be like that, Zahra!" scold her husband slowly. Viona still doesn't care. His gaze shifted on Vino who was cheering gleefully while clapping.

"So Viona knows everything ...?" Vino smiled broadly.

Marshal actually exhaled his coarse breath. "Not yet," He saw Viona who looked confused, Marshal put on a disappointed face. "he doesn't remember anything."

"Correct? But, call Zahra. You remember everything, right?"

New Viona looked at them seriously. "What happened to Zahra?" Viona was curious. Their conversation must have something to do with Marshal's explanation of the photo. If Viona could not demand an explanation from her husband, she could definitely ask Vino.

"Well, whoa, whoa ...Adek actually forgot," sneered Vino threw a grin at the Marshal.

"What's wrong, brother?" Viona's curiosity has reached the crown. She glanced at her husband who was just speechless, still silent. It was indeed better for him to pry information from Vino. "So you know everything, right? You've known since when?"

"We're friends" said the Marshal calmly, leaning back and wrapping one hand on the back of the chair.

Viona gaped in disbelief. Marshal and Vino take turns. He doesn't know about it. "Since when?"

"Don't ask too many questions! I told you, remember everything first, and then I'll explain."

Viona looked at her husband in annoyance. He couldn't get an explanation from them because Vino also put his shoulder around.