Because of the compulsion

For the sake of you

"Why? Is there any new information from Rio?"

"Everything's fine."

"Chal?"

"Everything's fine, honey." Marshal smiled warmly, saved the phone to the nightstand drawer and followed his wife to lie down on the bed immediately. At least, tonight he can sleep a little more quietly. Amanda's threat business can already be handled well. Remind her to give a gift to Rio. His assistant was already too much help until all the problems were resolved. Rio is very useful, Marshal is grateful to have it.

"Ssts .. Everything's fine, honey. Already, let's go to sleep!"

Viona bent her face. He had just wanted to ask, but Marshal denied it first. But he was very curious.

"Amanda has been secured by police. Rio took her into custody. Maybe tomorrow I'll see it."

Viona turned around quickly, looking at her husband who was lying on his side behind. His face looked puzzled by the many questions he wanted to ask. But, Marshal instead hugged her tightly making Viona flinched and muttered, unwilling. The marshal did not loosen his embrace making Viona feel claustrophobic.

"I'm sleepy, but if you want to spend the night with pleasure, it doesn't matter what I feel."

Viona's hand hit the Marshal's body hard. Seeing the sneaky grin from her husband's lips, Viona became upset. The marshal began to show off his bawdry side. He was horrified to feel the breath of Marshal hit the face.

"So, ah! Chal!" Viona pushed hard on Marshal's body. He didn't want to be tossed around by the neck, but Marshal didn't care about his protest. "The chal!"

"That was. I want it now."

"No way!" Viona wriggled like a hot worm dodging the Marshal's attack. She even growled loudly, annoyed at her husband who had returned savage.

"OK, we're sleeping." Marshal chuckled to himself, loosening his embrace. He stops flirting with Viona, before his wife is enraged. All right, he's got to hold it. Viona won't always be ready, if she asks. Marshal.also should not force. It was afternoon until afternoon. Although Marshal wanted to repeat it tonight, but he also felt that it was enough. Pity Viona if she is exhausted twice a day.

"His hands are silent!"

"Good, sweetie."

***

"Always so. It can't be this, that's, nyenyenye ...."

Rio frowned confusedly seeing Viona who had just come down from the stairs continue to grumble. Marshal followed in his footsteps from behind, trying to get his wife to talk. Several times the Marshal's hand reached Viona's hand, but continued to receive rough pats.

What's with them, early in the morning already looks not getting along?

Rio was watching the two curiously. Viona went to the kitchen to pick up a cold chocolate drink from the refrigerator. Marshal follows her, pleading for what, invites Viona to talk but is ignored.

"But I don't like to be treated that way. You know how I am, don't you."

Rio shook his head looking at Viona who was continuously being stalked by the Marshal. He was astonished himself, sometimes they look romantic to the point of making Rio's soul envious, but often also look not getting along like this time until Rio dizzy to see it.

"I don't want to!" Viona glared sharply, storing the glass bottle containing the chocolate drink roughly on the bar table, causing a loud clashing sound between the glass. "You always have been that way." His face looks upset.

"Everything I do for you. For your good."

"Whatever!" Viona left the kitchen, carrying a bowl of fruit salad that Erni had prepared for her. He walked quickly to the living room and the Marshal still faithfully followed him.

Rio was still watching them in silence. He was hungry for breakfast before he left for work. But, the drama this morning felt confusing and began to pull. It's a shame to be missed.

"Breakfast first, Yo!" Marshal passed Rio just like that, following his wife's footsteps. With his clothes neat, ready to leave for the office, Marshal seemed to be still busy talking to Viona. Trying to persuade her to talk well, somehow about what, Rio did not know anything.

Both of his masters disappeared, after turning towards the living room. Rio shook his head again, sighed softly and went to the dining room. He had better have breakfast first, as Marshal said. Let them solve their own problems. At least five minutes, they're fine. Yes, Rio hope so.

But, it turns out that his hopes were wrong. Marshal went into the dining room alone. He sat across from Rio who had eaten his meal earlier. Marshal's face looks frustrated. Either there is a complicated problem especially what happened between him and his wife.

"Why do I have such a stubborn mistress? He always doesn't want to lose to me in everything" said Marshal who knows.

Rio noticed her confused while chewing. Marshal takes food looks stressed. I don't know what he's thinking right now. Every now and then he exhaled roughly, before calmly eating his breakfast.

"Darling, come quickly! Follow me to breakfast!" marshal shouted loudly before feeding the second spoon.

"No way!" viona's voice sounded slower, full of repressed tone of rejection. Indeed the dining room and family room are close by, only blocked one turn. If it screamed, it was certain that the person who was there could hear it.

Rio noticed again the look on Marshal's face. Viona's husband looks upset now. He chews rough, exhaling like a man with oxygen. Any problems with them? Why does Marshal look so tormented?

"Yo, madam is angry because I didn't let her come to the police station. He wanted to meet Amanda, he said. What I think it's for. He forced us and we finally got into another dispute. What say?"

"What about you, sir?" Rio looked puzzled, saving the spoon to focus on facing his master. "What if the lady wants to come?"

Marshal even grunted. "Why is he coming? If he meets Amanda, what do you think will happen? I'm afraid Amanda's getting revenge."

Rio chose not to comment anymore. He returned to his breakfast, occasionally nodding at Marshal's talk of his wife.

"Let's go through the back door so he doesn't know. I don't want him to come along" whispered the Marshal, leaning slightly towards Rio.