Because of the compulsion

Invitation

"Don't, I'll be ugly!" Viona laughed in the living room, sitting together with her husband. Marshal keeps teasing her for trying things, but Viona doesn't want to because she feels she doesn't need it.

"But why do so many women want to embroider their eyebrows? They like it."

"Yes, maybe for them that's a good thing. But I'm not interested at all. Don't natural eyebrows look more beautiful?" Viona raised her face leaned on her husband. Viona's intention wanted to show her naturally beautiful brows, but Marshal instead did her lips make Viona surprised and instantly distanced her face.

"Natural is better. I like you like this. No need for any more treatment, my wife is still incomparable beauty."

Viona laughed amusedly hearing that. According to him, Marshal is too much. They both sat on the sofa. Marshal embraces his wife's shoulder while watching television. Actually in the room there is also a television, but Viona instead wants to watch it in the room. Whatever his wife wants, Marshal will. He just wanted Viona to feel good about being with him.

"Master, there's an invitation," Rio's voice from outside, was heard approaching. "There is anak－ engagement event" Rio instantly fell silent when he saw his employer. The invitation still he held in hand, Rio did not dare to give it because there was Viona.

"Who's invitation?" marshal asked to release his embrace from Viona. He glanced at Rio curiously, but his assistant was speechless instead. "Who's invitation?" her repeat made Rio even more unwell to say it.

The marshal kept asking her, Rio was still silent with occasional looks at Viona. "Mr Arga held her son's engagement event," Rio reported softly.

Marshal glanced sideways at his wife. He was surprised, but Viona looked ordinary. She thought Viona would be just as shocked, but Viona instead looked calm and refocused on watching television. Marshal did not understand why his wife did not give any response. What Rio said about the man. Which Marshal knows, still loved or perhaps.

"When was the show called?"

"Later tonight, sir." Rio handed his invitation to the Marshal with a lowered look. She felt bad for Viona who was still silent looking at the television. There was nothing else Marshal spoke of, Rio retreated leaving the two of them behind.

"You already know this problem ...?" The marshal opens the invitation, reads it for a moment and keeps it on the table. She frowned deeply as Viona instead came back closer to her body. Giving a hug from the side, and Viona leaned back while refocusing on the television. "Darling?"

"I already know."

"Continue?" Marshal rubbed his wife's hair, dyed it for a moment.

"Yes, there's no continuation. Why why?"

"You don't feel how?"

"Where's what?" Viona raised her face. Their views meet. After sighing deeply, Viona gave a faint smile to her husband. "I'm here right now, which means I choose to continue our household. Why am I questioning something I shouldn't think about? It's hard, but I realize, our paths are different. And maybe it's time for us to create a portal so we can't see each other again."

Marshal was stunned to hear his wife's words. Viona was so calm, even though from the look of her eyes it looked slightly different. She could not believe that Viona could stop her relationship with the man so easily without Marshal noticing.

"Later on, I'm coming, yeah!"

"Where are you going?"

"Come to the show."

"Better not to, dear. I'm not gonna come there."

"Lho, why? I want to come." Viona frowned making Marshal even more confused. What did Viona really think of to attend the engagement? Did Viona really let go of that man sincerely?

"Better not to come, dear!"

They were already dressed neatly at this time, who was attending the party. However, Marshal hesitated to bring his wife. Until now, she had not known the reason Viona wanted to come there. Viona did not say the reason, just wanted to come to congratulate them, he said.

"Om Arga respect you. It's not good not to go there."

"But, dear ...," That's not what Marshal is concerned about. He knew, Arga invited him respectfully as a business associate. "I can come alone. Just wait at home, yeah! Such an event would be completed until midnight. I don't want you to get bored there."

Viona looked at Marshal in disappointment. She was already wearing a fancy party dress and carrying her expensive mini bag. Looks beautiful and glamorous. Viona turned her face to her husband. He came out of the Marshal's room in annoyance and slightly stomped footsteps.

The marshal, who was wearing a tuxedo, scooped his face violently and soon followed his wife's steps. "All right, let's go!" He immediately clasped Viona's hand before his wife went to his room. "We'll just declare a presence, it won't be long there."

Viona nodded, following in her husband's footsteps. He just wanted to attend and see Joints one last time, maybe. At that time Joints were present at his wedding, albeit unintentionally. Viona wants to be present at her engagement, as she wants to say goodbye as well towards Joints. But, Viona was not sure. Since the event included a major event, she was not sure she had the opportunity to talk to the man alone.

"Don't stay away from me!" The marshal brought Viona's hand to circle her arm tightly. He was still hesitant to attend the event, even though they were in front of the building where the engagement was held.

When he had just entered the hall, there were already many people present. The event was so luxurious and looked very classy. Plus, the guests present were all from the top. Marshal exchanged greetings with everyone he knew while occasionally introducing Viona as his wife. In the slightest, Marshal did not let his wife leave. Viona had to stay by her side, as Marshal still did not know the reason behind her stubbornness wanting to come to the event.

"Are you okay?"

Viona shook her head and gave a smile as sweet as possible. They are now sitting where they are prepared. The event still feels ordinary, not yet to get to the core event. Stage after stage Viona enjoys it comfortably, but not with Marshal. He still felt bad because he saw his wife's attitude that looked calm. Viona does not look at all sad, burdened, or anything else like most people when she sees her loved ones getting engaged.

"If you want to go home, say it! I don't want you to do anything."

Marshal touched his wife's face gently no matter where they were at the moment. Another business partner who was close to her even boasted a smile seeing those who remained friendly, even from the beginning of entering the hall, Viona continued to embrace her husband's arm.

The main event stage is about to begin. The two families who will tie the sacred rope of the marriage of his son have gone up to the center of the party. Not to forget also the two people who will pin the symbol of engagement, they join hands with friendly smiles beautifully engraved greeting the audience.

The joint holds the hand of his partner towards the center of the party. They look so well-suited to fancy, matching clothes. Before embedding their signs of seriousness to the next stage, the host and the two families took turns giving a word. And it ends with the stage that the audience has been waiting for.

When the host took over rearranging the series of words before embedding, the male's net accidentally saw it. His body stiffened instantly as he only realized, if the figure sitting in the front row was someone he seemed to recognize. Joints squinted to be able to see clearly the beautiful figure. He was afraid of hallucinating. The glare of the luxury of decoration and the boisterousness of the audience made him less focused on seeing the figure. After being ascertained if his vision was not wrong, a speck of pain immediately hit his chest.

"Viona?"