Because of the compulsion

Eating for a Kiss

Dear Dear Readers, dear,

Sorry, Zhao lately rarely up because he was busy taking care of real life. But, strive to up at least not more than two days off. I'm so sorry, yeah. Maybe you feel dissatisfied because the ups are rare and once up just a little. I'm so sorry🙏 His real life will begin to be resolved and Zhao has time to write a lot, Insya Alloh, Zhao will be up many chapters in a day. But, no promise first. Afraid of not being able to feel.

So much as Zhao. Thank you for being a loyal reader. May the sustenance of you all be more abundant, yes, Aamiin. 😊😊🤗🤗🙏

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Marshal is a bitch! Viona shook her head at her husband's behavior. After the sweet stuff, he just wanted to eat. But, just a mouthful, Marshal no longer want and instead collect his wife's speech.

"Originally eat more. I'll give you later, right." Viona was still patiently thrusting the spoon.

The marshal shook his head again and shifted the spoon away from the front of his mouth. "Enough, Honey. Not good."

"Yes, that means the kiss won't be." Viona pretended to be indifferent, storing the bowl of porridge on the table.

"can't. I ate just now. You said ...."

"But I want you to eat again. If you want to eat again, then ...."

Finally Marshal complied to eat again. Still being fed by Viona. Every single spoon of porridge went into his mouth, Marshal's expression instantly looked uneasy. He stewed the porridge like he wanted to spit it out immediately. Strictly speaking, Viona warns the Marshal to swallow her. He had to obey and swallow it quickly. He does it because he has a desire, not because he really needs food.

"One more spoon" persuaded Viona to return the spoon.

Marshal looked at him annoyed. It's been the fifth bribe and Viona always says one more spoon. But, not finished. Viona kept forcing him to eat. He felt nauseous and would not put food in his mouth again.

"Darling, one more bribe! Come on, after this take the medicine!"

Forcibly the Marshal opened his mouth, taking a sixth bribe. He must have frowned right away, if the food had gone into his mouth. The marshal must have swallowed it quickly and asked for a drink. Although the water he gulped down was more bitter, he still asked Viona again.

"Well, come on, another mouthful!" Viona persuades her again after she keeps her husband's used drinking glass.

"I don't want to eat anymore. It's full."

"Yet, you are not full. Just one bribe, time's full."

Marshal can directly stroke if it is like that. Six spoons had already gone into her stomach, Viona took one bribe, she said? If not his wife, it's been Marshal omeli until he cried shockingly. Viona really did not give up on making him swallow the mushy food.

"Enough, I don't want any more!"

"Saw, a little more. Eat again, yeah."

Marshal refused this time. Viona gave up at last. He kept a bowl of porridge which contained only three more mouthfuls. Viona took the medicine and gave it to Marshal.

"Now rest! You have to rest a lot to recover quickly." Viona rubbed her husband's jaw gently. Still feels very hot. He hopes Marshal's body temperature drops soon. Viona justifies the blanket to her husband's body, though Marshal no longer wants to. Her husband complained about the heat burning his body.

"Why again?" Marshal looked at him with dislike. Viona was surprised, why else with her husband? "Want to eat fruit?"

Having a wife like Viona who is good at diverting is enough to make Marshal upset. "Where?"

"Where's what?" Viona picked up a mango that had been peeled and cut. He stabbed him and thrust it at the Marshal. Maybe her husband wants some fruit. But, apparently not. The marshal turned his body and pulled the blanket up to his shoulders. He turned around, turning his back on Viona who looked confused.

Viona kept back the fruit she had picked up. He moved a little to see Marshal. Her husband closed his eyes, and when Viona wanted to rub his head, Marshal instead put away Viona's hand slowly. "Why? Wanna sleep?"

The marshal did not answer making Viona think hard. After regaining consciousness, she moved past the body of the Marshal and lay down next to her husband. Marshal still closed his eyes. Viona lay on her side, watching her face that was still pale but had started to sweat. Maybe the medicine is starting to react.

Slowly, Viona rubbed her husband's jaw back. He smiled and slowly approached.

The cup!

One kiss landed on the jaw of a Marshal that felt very hot. Viona smiled again as she rubbed her former kiss. "You mad?"

Slowly the eyes opened. Marshal looked at his wife flatly. "Just a kiss?" he said with a clean sliver. He feels disappointed.

Viona gave a smile, rubbing her hair up to her husband's neck. They looked at each other in a facing position. "For the sick, don't ask for anything!"

"I didn't ask. You're the one giving."

Viona sighed, her lips forming a warm smile. He nodded slowly. "Mending you sleep, let's recover quickly. If it's healed, ask for anything I'll do." Even though she was sick, Marshal wanted a lot, and always Viona followed all her wishes.

Viona still had a smile. "Sleep, yeah!" He came back forward, giving a kiss. This time on her husband's lips. First time, Viona started. He gave no movement, only a deep and long kiss. His lips feel hot when they come into contact with the lips of Marshal. Viona immediately rewinded her face, releasing it at the moment when the Marshal had already moved to open her mouth. "Sleep! You have to rest a lot."

With a smile on his lips, Marshal nodded slowly. But he wants more. But, having the courage of Viona who wanted to kiss him, Marshal was already happy. He asks Viona to accompany him to sleep, and the wife follows what she wants. Viona actually accompanied him until the Marshal fell asleep. He just moved when his stomach was hungry. Viona forgot to fill her stomach since this morning. He was too busy worrying about the state of Marshal to forget about his own body.

He saw the face of Marshal who looked not too pale like before. Viona breathed a sigh of relief. She lowered the blanket that covered Marshal's body until it only covered her husband's body to the waist. Marshal's body was sweating a lot. Viona hopes her condition will improve soon.

Finished filling her stomach, Viona did not directly return to the room. He prepared food and some fresh fruit to replace the stock in the room assisted by his workers. Marshal will soon wake up. She should be ready to provide her with plenty of nutrition so that her husband can recover quickly.

When he entered the room with two workers who helped bring food, Viona immediately ran to the bed. He was surprised to see Marshal who had almost fallen while he was trying to walk.

"What are you? Why wake up?" Viona slightly snapped out of worry. He asked the Marshal to lie back on the bed. However, her husband did not want to and wanted to go to the bathroom.

Viona told the worker to keep her food on a table that had been prepared since morning. After they left, Viona pushed her husband into the bathroom.

"I'm sorry, I was down there so long I didn't know you were up." Viona felt guilty for leaving him. If only she hadn't come quickly, I don't know what would have happened to her husband. The Marshal's body is still very weak at this time. He couldn't even stand up straight because his head was still dizzy. "What do you want? Throw water?"

Marshal nodded slowly. He removed his hand from Viona's shoulder. "I can do it myself, honey. You're afraid you're uncomfortable."

Viona was worried about herself. She was worried about Marshal, but she also did not dare to see her husband take out the liquid from her body. "The truth can be alone?"

Marshal nodded again. Viona complies to wait for him behind the closet and bath separator.

"Haven't?"

"It."

Viona was surprised to hear the sound of Marshal who was right at the side. He immediately wiped it again to get out, but Marshal instead wanted to take a bath. "You're still sick. Don't take a shower!"

"There's supposed to be a meeting this afternoon, honey. I have to get ahold of him."

"Ck! What meeting? You are sick. Forget the job!"

"But, they must've been waiting for me, honey. I haven't told them since morning. I－"

"Shut up! There are no meetings! You're sick." Viona forces Marshal to come out of the bathroom. Her husband still does not want to. "Chal, you're still sick. Can't go anywhere."

"I've been feeling better. I'll visually meet you, honey. Not going anywhere. Just in the workspace."

"Can't! I told Rio to cancel all your important schedules for the next three days. You can only rest at home. No more work!"

"But, Babe－"

"Ck! Nurut same wife what's hard, anyway? For your health too."

Marshal silently yelled at his wife. He was weak, had no strength to resist. Marshal followed his wife's ban and went back to lying in bed. "Rio where to? He had to tell and apologize to the directors for representing me."

"He went to see papa. Ugh, deh, Chal. Forget about the job! I told Rio just now. He must have taken care of everything. You just need to rest, you can't think of anything other than health." Viona's got a drink for the marshal. He gave it to me with great attention.

"Rio met papa?"

Viona was stunned before storing the glass. He forget. He shouldn't have said Rio's meeting with Vishnu. Rio said, the secret of the two of them. But, Viona had already said it because she was starting to get annoyed at her stubborn husband.

"Darling?"

"Sleep again, yeah. Or eat fruit?"

Marshal stared into his wife's bead. Is there anything Marshal doesn't know? Viona seemed unwilling to discuss it anymore and instead pretended to be busy wanting to get her fruits.

"What fruit do you want? Wine, apple, orange, mango, watermelon, melon or－"

"Kiss again."

"Huh?" Viona was stunned to hear her husband's speech. "What fruit do you want?" He was afraid he heard wrong.

Weakly the Marshal reached out and touched his wife's lips. "I want some lips. Your lips, dear."

Viona glared in shock making Marshal instantly put on a disappointed expression and retracted his hand. Viona sighed, clenching her husband's hand quickly. Marshal was angry again. "alright. I'll give it to you. Just one kiss, okay?"