Because of the compulsion

Spoiled

It was a beautiful day for both of them. Waking up, Marshal's smile broadened to a warm welcome from his wife. Viona looks very beautiful, already fragrant and well dressed. He pulled the blanket used by the Marshal. With ignorance, Viona squeezed her husband's nose. He didn't want the marshal to turn a blind eye.

"Wake up, it's morning!" Viona shook her husband's body.

The marshal wriggled softly and re-opened his eyes. With both eyes still feeling sleepy, Marshal turned his lips to Viona. "Morning kiss!"

Viona pinched her cheek hard enough that Marshal complained in pain and grumbled softly. "You haven't brushed your teeth. Come on, get up, I'm going jogging with you!"

The eyes of the Marshal were instantly wide open. He looked again at the appearance of his wife. Wearing a jersey shirt with matching colored trainning pants It's a holiday, it doesn't hurt if they go jogging together. They have never exercised together. Always the Marshal who exercises in the morning, he never sees his wife doing anything similar.

"Come, uh! I want sport, scared fat. I want to open your gym, but it's locked. Which key? Erni says mba is on you." Viona tugged at her husband's hand so that Marshal would wake up quickly.

Lazily, Marshal got up and kissed his wife's cheek at a glance before he ran into the bathroom avoiding the tantrum of his wife who looked annoyed at his kiss.

"You haven't brushed your teeth!" viona yelled angrily at Marshal who instead laughed and went into the bathroom casually.

Viona prepares clothes for her husband to exercise. Nor does he know where the idea came from. Remembering last night Marshal held her and felt Viona's weight as a burden. He felt he needed to exercise. He hasn't done it in a long time.

***

Joggingnya not so they do because outside even rain. Viona chose to do yoga in the gym room owned by her husband. Marshal is also doing a different kind of sport along with Rio.

"So eyes!" marshal's warning was thrown out for some number of times to his assistant. He was annoyed if Rio saw his wife's body that was looking very evocative while doing yoga movements.

Rio immediately turned his eyes. He had no intention of seeing the dandy body of his master, only he unintentionally turned his head while wiping the sweat, but Marshal as if accusing him of intending.

Viona's body was ideal and very good. According to Marshal, Viona is not fat at all, but his wife still wants to lose weight. The marshal forbids it because he doesn't want Viona's body to be too thin. Not good when hugged. But, his wife is stubborn and still trying to lose weight. If that's the case, Marshal will have to find a way to keep his wife at the weight she currently likes. Usually Viona will comply if ordered to snack a lot. And that seems like a good idea. Marshal will take her to snack every night so that Viona is not skinny.

Plaque!

"So eyes!" snapped Marshal, throwing a small towel at Rio.

The assistant looked at Marshal in shock. Though he was justifying the shoelaces, not glancing at Viona in the slightest. But, it still gets scolding. Rio wanted to get out since earlier, rather than him being continuously being groomed by his master. But, Marshal forbade him on the grounds that he had friends. Huh, there are friends to scold like him.

"Where, honey?" Looking at Viona who had already cleared the mattress, Marshal approached her.

Viona looked at him, drowning in the sweat dripping on his temple. "I'm done."

Marshal reached out his hand to wipe his wife's sweat. She smiled looking at Viona who looked very sexy. "Rio, you can leave when you're done," he yelled at Rio without turning around and keeping a close eye on his wife.

Rio snorted bitterly and immediately walked out of the room. What his master would do, he did not know either. But this is the mind of an adult. Getting out is better than she's watching and she wants in, can be bothered later. Rio has no partner.

"Why are you so beautiful?"

"It's been there like this. I am indeed beautiful from birth, Chal," Viona replied casually as she opened her hair.

Marshal's smile grew more and more to see the rambit of his wife who was scattered. He rubbed it gently before Viona rolled it back.

"May I sniff this?" Marshal down his wife's wet neck with the back of his fingers.

Viona felt goosebumps, immediately rewinding her body to move away. "You want to lick my sweat?"

The Marshal nodded and grinned. "Leaving some marks here might be fun."

Viona dodges as the Marshal approaches her. She ran out of the room to avoid her husband.

Marshal quickly caught up with him. Viona ran up the stairs, and she went along with what her wife was doing. However, she lost quickly until she reached the room, Viona first went into the bathroom and locked her from the inside. Marshal shouted to her name, Viona as if deaf and ignoring her.

***

Marshal gave a sigh to his wife who kept laughing. She's pissed. When she fell, Viona instead of helping, but instead laughed at her husband who looked very sad after slipping near the bed.

"Yes, yeah ...."

"Yes, Honey. I stepped on the pen lid, so I slipped."

"Where's the pupel now?" Viona laughed again at the pen lid that her husband had pointed at. "Close the pen until it crumbles." She kept laughing, making her husband even more upset.

"I'm falling, honey. You're even－"

"Yes-yes, Sorry. You are, on the real road. Look at the floor, don't look at the files!"

Marshal won't listen to his wife's nagging. All of Viona's babble is free. For what else Viona nags a lot to warn, but Marshal has fallen. Such a suggestion was no longer useful to him.

"You're funny, you're funny."

Marshal turned to look at his wife. Viona looks worried now. He helped Marshal to sit on the bed carefully.

Marshal grimacing. His butt and waist felt very painful. "Take the candle, baby!" Marshal pointed at the scattered paper because when he slipped, all the paper he initially held and immediately scattered.

Viona patiently picked it up and put it back together. There was only a Marshal. She could only help but laugh for fear that her husband was angry again. It's not usually Marshal checking the files in the room. Be like that.

***

"You've got to bribe me!"

Viona looked at the slack. Ever since that incident, Marshal started to look spoiled at her. Anything has to be taken away, it has to be obeyed until Viona can't get the least out of it. "While the back hurts, Chal. Your hands are okay. Can't eat alone?"

"My wife started complaining." The marshal turned his gaze rapidly in the other direction.

Viona simply exhaled violently. She took the food that had been prepared for the Marshal and began to feed her husband. "You're spoiled, anyway. I was just at that time not spoiled waist like this."

"When are you sick, honey?"

"When you fell on the floor on purpose."

The marshal who was chewing, immediately choked. He looked at his wife sharply. "When did I drop you? It was you alone who couldn't stay still, so fell."

Viona just muttered and went back to feeding her husband painstakingly. He knows, Marshal deliberately bothered him, even though he's okay. She was not in the mood to argue and remained patient with her spoiled husband like a baby.

"I'm spoiled just like you, honey."

Viona only glanced at him at a glance. He took a drink and gave it to the Marshal.

"Really, Honey! Same to others I've never spoiled. If you don't believe it, you can ask papa or Rio. They know what I'm like."

Viona just muttered.

Marshal handed his empty glass to his wife. "If it's in front of Amanda, I always look dashing and assertive. Never have I been as sorry as against you. In fact, I rarely call it a sweet call. You know, I like to call Manda, right. You are different."

"I don't believe." Viona kept the finished dishes and glasses. She wanted to laugh out loud in front of her husband's face. Where there might be sick people eating it to such a gluttony. And after eating, Marshal instead asked him to get some fruit.

"Darling, have you taken the pills?"

Viona shook her head while peeling oranges for her husband. "Yet. Why why?"

"Aren't you going to drink it as soon as possible?"

Viona looked at him sharply. She handed the peeled oranges to her husband's hand violently. "It hurts don't fuck around!"

Marshal chuckled while eating the orange his wife gave him. "I think I'm healed now. It's full and ready to do anything, if my wife wants," he said with a blink of an eye.

Viona threw one orange at him in annoyance. Marshal really sucks. He just locked Viona up to keep serving him. Pain is just the reason for him. Viona was so upset to see him. If Marshal wasn't her husband, she would've chopped off her head.