Because of the compulsion

Benefits of Investing

Happily, Viona wrapped her hands around the arms of the Marshal. He pointed to whatever he found interesting. Finished watching, Marshal took him around the Mall. Her husband offered Viona anything she wanted, but she didn't pick anything. Just point and say if the item is good. When Marshal suggested to buy it, Viona did not want to.

"I just love to see it," Viona refused again.

"If you like it, you buy it. It can be put in the room later." Marshal wanted to approach the shopkeeper to pay for the doll that his wife said if it was good. But, again Viona held him back. "We buy it. You like that, right?"

"No need, Chal. Wh-wh-what for? I just love to look at it, not buy it. Come on, find someone else! Don't waste money on useless things!" Viona pulled back the Marshal's hand to look at something else.

Her husband could only sigh and follow Viona's steps wherever he wanted. "If you want to buy the same shop, I'm not going to ban it either, honey."

"But I don't want to."

Viona invites Marshal into the restaurant. As Marshal looked at her questioningly, Viona simply smiled as she rubbed her stomach. Marshal shook his head at his wife's funny behavior. He likes Viona as she is now. Looks funny and adorable.

"Rio had dinner alone at home, pity," Viona told her husband, who was focused on looking at his phone while waiting for orders to arrive.

"Rio doesn't eat alone, honey. You don't have to worry about him" said Marshal, keeping his phone on the table.

Viona looked at him not understanding. "Who is he accompanied by? We're having dinner here, you know." Viona was even more confused as the Marshal held her hand up. Viona frowned unintentionally as her husband separated Viona's forefinger to aim at another table.

"Look, right, he doesn't eat alone?"

Viona's eyes instantly rounded perfectly. He was unable to believe what he was seeing at the moment. Rio sat down with a woman who was with shoulder length hair. They faced each other and .. ow, Viona exclaimed in excitement seeing their hands clasped on the table.

"Rio dating?" Viona chuckled amusedly asking Marshal. She looked again at the table where her husband's assistant was. It's a little far, blocked some tables. Rio was in a corner so Viona was unaware of his presence. "Do you know he's here?"

The marshal just shook his head, thanking the waiter who delivered their food. "She's just me telling her to go home first. I don't know, if Rio's making good use of the time."

Viona still looked at them amusedly. Her husband's assistant looks very romantic until occasionally rubbing the lips of his partner who was exposed to food stains. "Is that what Lena is called? Uh, she's really pretty. It's worth Rio loving her so much." Viona gasped in shock as the Marshal turned his face away. He saw Marshal upset because his pleasure was interrupted. He still wants to see Rio.

"Have, don't look at them! Eat fast, he said he was hungry."

Viona opens her mouth, taking a bribe from her husband. "Rio's girlfriend is beautiful, yes. Is that what Lena's called?" viona said with a mouth full of food.

"Nobody is prettier than my wife. Don't say another woman like that! In my eyes, you're the most, most, most beautiful, darling." Marshal offered another bribe when his wife was going to talk again, thus making Viona silent because of the difficulty of chewing. "Eat a lot, so that this beautiful one is healthy!" Pinched by Viona's nose, Marshal chuckled to see his wife screech with swollen cheeks.

"I'll be fat, how?"

"How much fat is in your body, you'll still look beautiful, dear."

After successfully swallowing it, Viona took a drink of water and gulped it down. "Now just say it like that. Later if I'm really fat, it must be different again, right?" He took the food and put it in his mouth. "all men are like that too. You're the same as them, too" he continued after swallowing.

After stealing a flash kiss on his wife's lips, Marshal feeds food into his own mouth. While chewing, she stared fixedly at Viona. The engraved smile saw his wife's cheeks bloating again as her mouth was full of food back. "Turn off my head, if I leave you!"

***

"Is my wife happy, hm?" He hugged his wife's waist into the house.

"I'm happy, but now tired, wanting to lie down." Viona leaned her head on her husband's shoulder. While walking, they chatted lightly until they reached the door of the Marshal's room.

It was a pretty exhausting day for both of them. Their relationship is getting warmer and feels so comfortable with Viona's attitude that now begins to reciprocate the sweet treatment of her husband. Marshal happily found his wife's present attitude. Viona did not even refuse when the Marshal kissed her carelessly, even Viona had started to dare kiss her husband on the cheek.

"I want to take a shower in my room" Viona refused as the Marshal told her to enter her room. "Later to come here again, deh, finish the shower. I slept in ka－ah, Chal!" Viona was shocked as the Marshal lifted her body into the room. "I'm gonna take a shower first."

"Yes, take a shower here!"

"No want! My clothes are in that room."

"Shut up, honey!"

Viona immediately lay on the bed as the Marshal lowered her body. She glanced to the side looking at her husband who was throwing a tired body on a soft bed with his legs hanging. They are both silent. Viona followed the direction her husband looked at the ceiling of the room.

"No way, we've been married for three months, honey."

"If one day a storm hits our household, what will you do?"

Viona changed the sideways position of the body. They were looking at him because the Marshal was also glancing at him. "If one day I become a weak woman, what will you do?"

Marshal's eyebrows shot up in confusion. She did not understand why Viona asked her back.

"If a storm hits our household, I will surely face it, if I have enough strength until the storm passes and the rising sun accompanies our day." Viona was silent for a moment. He looked at the face of the Marshal who still did not understand the intent of his words. "but, if I am weak? I might need help to weather the storm. So, if I'm weak, what will you do?"

"Hm ..," Marshal began to break his wife's intention. "if you are weak, it seems I will .. Maybe I will weaken you even more until you can no longer stand up to the storm."

Viona is breaking up in disbelief. There's no way Marshal's up to that cut on him. "Why is that? Then you're gonna kill me?"

"No, it's not like that!" Marshal moves to wake up. Viona followed him and they sat facing each other. With Viona's arm, the Marshal gripped her tightly. "I can't watch you face the storm alone with a weak body. So, I will weaken you even more until I can no longer stand up against the storm. I know, you're a stubborn woman. I don't want you to get hurt to face it. Let me face it alone. Enough of me trying. I'm the head of the family, it's my responsibility to protect you, Zahra. If the storm comes, I'll never let it destroy our household."

Viona smiled at the Marshal's words. It turned out that her husband had a considerable sense of responsibility. "If the storm still manages to destroy it, what will it do?"

"I'll repair storm damage by building new investments. A damaged building can be repaired by rebuilding it, as well as our household. No matter how damaged it is, I will definitely fix it back firmly. I'll learn from the previous damage so that the storm can no longer hit our household."

Viona chuckled softly. Swiping Marshal's hair as her husband lowered his head to kiss his wife's hand. "Too expert being a property entrepreneur makes you like this, Chal. Everything you associate with investment and building. You equate our household with the construction of a project?"

After stopping his kiss on Viona's hand, Marshal looked back at his wife. "Household is like a project to me" he said gently, "if I work on the project well, using good materials to build it, then the results will be good and look solid. Once solid, we just manage it well until it can be invested and can generate a lot of profit. From that advantage, it could re-establish a new, more profitable project."

"What are the advantages of the household that can bring new benefits? I don't think there is."

"She, Honey."

"What?"

"Child. Consider a child an advantage. From that profit can be formed a new project, if our children marry later and make profits again. So it goes on until we have grandchildren, great-grandchildren, and so on."

"Hm ...."  Viona nodded her head in understanding. The parable Marshal gave was a little strange, but it made sense. "Luck can only be obtained according to the rigors of effort, right?"

Marshal nodded. He pushed Viona's body to the point of lying down and immediately crushed her. "What if we try hard to make a profit?"

Viona glared sharply, pushing her husband's chest as the Marshal had already attacked his lips and neck. "I'm tired, I'm gonna take a shower!"

"With it later, we better invest in order to get a profit."

Viona turned her face to the right and left avoiding her husband's attack. "Working the project should be during the day. If the night workers rest."

"That's if the company, dear. It's in our household. Day or night is the same. The important thing is that the project is done and quickly completed." Marshal buried his lips on Viona's neck. Peeping it just before setting for long enough to make Viona grimace withstanding the pain.

"Chal, uh!" Viona hit the arm of her husband who instead smirked in satisfaction, giving a kiss back on his neck.

Marshal rubbed his work and smiled proudly. "It's a sign that the project has started, dear."

Viona pushed Marshal in annoyance. He picked up the phone in his bag that was lying not far from his body. Instantly Viona grimaced and stared intently at the Marshal. He was upset, but his face was met red while looking at the work of Marshal on the screen of his phone.

"It sucks!" Viona rubbed the red marks violently. Seeing Marshal who was laughing happily, Viona was getting annoyed. He never got anything like that. If you are angry it is too late because the sign is so clearly visible. "You really suck! How do I get rid of it?" He looked again at the screen of his phone as he rubbed it roughly, hoping it would soon disappear.

Marshal held Viona's hand. "Don't rub it like that! It will become a wound. Already, let it go! That's my mark, don't try to cover it up!"

"When people see how? I'm ashamed."

Marshal chuckled back, shaking his head. Anxiously he kissed his wife's cheek. "Later also lost itself." Seeing his wife getting annoyed with her merry face, Marshal went to the bathroom. "I took a shower first. The project was postponed first, I'm tired if I have to work now. People say, running a project for the first time, will be difficult and take a long time."

"What else do you want?" Viona immediately snapped when the Marshal who had reached the bathroom door, instead came back closer to her. Viona's body retreated as the Marshal got closer to her face while grinning.

"If the project starts now, I'm afraid I won't be able to satisfy you, dear," he whispered in Viona's ear, stealing another kiss on her cheek before she ran towards the bathroom.

"Marshal ...!" Viona's red face was staring at the door of the bathroom that was closed quite hard. After teasing him, Marshal instead fled. So sucks!