Because of the compulsion

Unsuspectedly

"Original, yes, that's a crazy woman!" Aness did not stop talking about Amanda.

Viona just fell silent, not begging him because she also just found out if Amanda likes violence. The wound on Viona's forehead has been treated by a doctor. He was brought home by his best friend.

"Gue new inget, she's a model who is rumored to be dating your husband, right?"

Viona was silent. Aness' car is parked in front of the Marshal's house. The news was indeed spread very widely, it was appropriate that Aness also knew about it.

"You want to go in first?" bargain Viona, her best friend even shook her head. "Almost a minute, come on, Ness!"

"No need, Vi. I'll go home, huh."

"Yes, I've .. thank you so much, Ness, you've helped me."

"Yes. Rest, gih! Let's not get dizzy anymore."

After Aness says goodbye, Viona enters her house. He was surprised to see Marshal who was already in the dining room when he wanted to take a drink of water. It was still day, but her husband was home.

"Tumben's having lunch at home?" Viona approached her husband, reaching out to kiss the back of the Marshal's palm. Not yet she reached her husband's hand, Marshal was already standing with a thousand questions looking at Viona's forehead that had wounds.

"Darling, what's wrong with you?"

Viona grimaced softly as the Marshal rubbed her cheeks. Marshal's hand immediately dodged because the bruise on his wife's cheek was so obvious.

"This is why too? Why are you like this? Who made you hurt like this? You fell? Or is someone hurting you?"

"Ssh .. don't touch, it hurts!" Viona kept Marshal's hand away from her face. Her husband looked so panicked and worried. "I'm okay, just a little bit hurt. I've been to the doctor, I'll heal myself."

"But why are you like this?"

Viona chose silence, avoiding her husband. "I want to take a break, don't interrupt, yeah!"

"Explain why!" Marshal held Viona's hand quite hard. He snapped because he was too worried about his wife's circumstances. "Say, why are you like this!"

Viona's gaze turned and sighed deeply. She avoids her husband's constant urges with questions until Viona gives up and keeps her used glass of drinking water on the dinner table.

"If I said this because of shoe heels, would you believe it?"

Marshal's eyebrows raised did not understand. "Heeels shoes? How could? But, that's a bad wound, honey. There's bruising too. Tell me, that's exactly why?"

Viona brushed off the hand of the Marshal who had re-examined his wound worriedly. Now resentful to face her husband who continues to insist on asking for explanations.

"Zahrah!"

Viona turned around after she managed to avoid her husband climbing the stairs. The growling marshal did not like to replace his anxiety. Viona only saw him for a moment and went back up the stairs at a faster pace. She knew Marshal was now angry with her because Viona had no explanation. Marshal's anger he knew was so great if he had mentioned his middle name by snapping. Viona ignored him and continued to go further and further. He sped up his pace when he realized that Marshal was following in his footsteps with a bit of running.

Viona looked at him flatly, not making the slightest sound made the Marshal even more angry to see him who remained silent. Marshal's anxiety is getting lost replaced by resentment. She had no idea what was going on with Viona until her attitude looked different like that.

"Ask Ms. Amanda why I got hurt. He knows everything." Viona threw her hands rough, apart from her husband's grip. He immediately went into the room leaving the silent Marshal clueless to re-digest the words that his wife had just said.

***

Marshal's hand clenched firmly withstanding the ever-increasing anger. He threw Rio's phone loudly against the floor until it splashed into pieces. Marshal did not expect that the woman he had defended for the past three years would dare to be rude. Even to the wife of a Marshal whom he loved so much. Why would Amanda do all that to Viona? The marshal was very unsure of what had happened between his lover and his wife.

"Where is he now?" marshal asked Rio who was staring mirically at his smashed phone.

Rio just shook his head full of sadness. Cruelly, Marshal destroys his phone after successfully contacting Viona's friend only to find an explanation behind the wound on his wife's face.

"Argh .. I'm off guard! I told you what, my wife still needs to be escorted. If I didn't comply with her wishes, she would definitely not be what she is today." Marshal growled, grabbing his hair full of emotion. What he feared happened. The Marshal's head wanted to break it felt like knowing Amanda's cruel attitude towards his wife. "What should I do now, Rio?"

Rio was still lamenting the fate of his phone. He glanced at the Marshal for a moment and neutralized the look on his face. "If you act quickly and follow my advice to firmly put an end to everything. Now, none of this is gonna happen."

The Marshal's assistant gulped down with difficulty looking at the Marshal's sharp-wielding gaze. He did not mean to blame his employer. "It's true, right? If you act quickly, Miss Amanda won't do that to your mistress" Rio said carefully.

Marshal let out a tired sigh, putting both hands in a bag of pants. He turned to look outside the window in his study. It's fitting that Viona doesn't want to explain anything about the wound, it turns out all this is because of Amanda.

The mind of Marshal is getting less and less at the thought of everything so complicated and difficult. He didn't know now what he had to do to handle everything.

"Observe him from afar! I don't want him to hurt my wife again."

Rio just fell silent with a puff. She is confused, is Marshal still willing to secure her lover after what Amanda did to her great mistress? Rio felt it was inappropriate for Marshal to do.

"Master," called Rio flicking the steps of the Marshal who was about to step out of the room. "think madam well! I don't want this to continue."

Marshal was speechless in the doorway looking at Rio. His assistant was even heard breathing rough and the look on his face began to look more and more careless.

"For what is it that still maintains it, if the Master cares more about the madam? Up to this point, I think you've been wrong about feeling."

The marshal just silently digested Rio's words over and over again until he understood and found a definite answer. His mind felt so mumbling that he realized he heard a soft ringing coming out of his wife's mouth.

He was now in Viona's room, compressing the bruise still clearly imprinted on her cheek.

"I'm sorry on behalf of Amanda!" Marshal looks so guilty. He never stopped apologizing to Viona who did not want to talk to him again. Viona wants him to help treat the wound, that's after the Marshal insisted. "So the doctor said how? Should we go to a very reliable doctor, so that the wound is treated well."

Viona snorted, occasionally grimacing as the pain in her cheeks felt. Marshal was overrated with his worry. Viona did not feel that the wound was severe, but she was annoyed by the traces of her being so visible on her cheeks and forehead. Two hand slaps and one hard hit shoe heels. It floated just like that on her pretty face until it looked scarred at this moment.

"I think we both fixed it, but I was wrong. I'm the only one trying to fix our relationship."