Because of the compulsion

Fugitives

Do you know what it's like to be a fugitive in your own home? Marshal is feeling it now. He chose to exit the back door, so as not to pass through the living room, where Viona was. It turns out avoiding his wife is not easy enough, because Marshal is still afraid that Viona will find him.

She glanced back, Rio was shaking his head looking at her with lips that were shaking holding back laughter. "I'm out first. You brought my briefcase inside. I forgot to bring it."

Moreover, what could Rio do other than to comply. He went inside to get his employer's briefcase. Before taking the bag, Rio went inside the bathroom that was near the stairs. He laughed loudly recalling his master's ridiculous behavior until he hunchbacked out all the echoing laughter. After her appetite for Marshal subsided, she came out of the bathroom. His face was even flushed with a hint of water remaining in his eyes. He was so content to laugh.

"Huh! Why are you here?" Rio gasped at the sight of Erni who was standing in front of the door. It looks weird looking at him.

"What's wrong with you, Yo?" erni asked looking puzzled, as if Rio was a rare astral creature. "You're crazy, huh? I heard you laughing yourself inside. From earlier. Long time again."

Before another question came out of Erni's mouth, Rio immediately left. No matter Erni sees it getting weird. He did not want to be mistaken for real crazy, but ..he was like a mad man laughing at the ridiculous behavior of his employer.

The first thing he should notice is Viona's presence in the living room. He peeked out from behind the wall, safe. Viona still ate her fruit salad while watching the television show. Noticing the surroundings, Rio walked slowly through the room, making sure Viona would not notice if she was passing through there.

And succeed. Rio let out a sigh of relief, after holding it back while walking through the living room earlier. He immediately turned towards the Marshal's den. And he'll be out of that house soon to go to the office. Or maybe he'll take Marshal to the police station first, before he goes to his company.

"Rio!"

His body stiffened instantly. He turned around in shock, panic immediately enveloping him. Viona stood there watching him who had just walked out of the Marshal room. Since when was Viona there? What if he finds out that Marshal is going to leave secretly?

"Are you leaving?"

"Yes, Madam."

Rio gulped roughly as Viona watched around. He wanted to dodge immediately, but found no way to leave. Death Marshal, because Rio felt his plan would not work.

"Master's done having breakfast?"

Rio nodded quickly, regained his senses, then shook his head violently. She scratched her head as Viona squinted at her strange gurgle.

"Why you?"

Rio shook his head, displaying a forced smile. "It's okay, Madam."

But, Viona indeed could not be taken for granted. He's not that easy to believe. "Hiding something means you're starting to become my enemy."

Rio laughed lightly, one hand that was not holding the bag he fluttered into the air. "Then you're the enemy." His laughter was bland, looking very silly.

Viona clucked in annoyance, shaking her head looking at it. "What are you hiding?"

"Nothing, Madam." Rio stopped his laughter, looking at Viona's sharp-turned gaze, taking a look. "S-I go first, Madam." He walked quickly past Viona.

Not caring about the Madam who was instead following him, Rio still walked out of the house. He knew it wouldn't be easy. And everything will be revealed.

Exiting the main door, Rio was surprised to see towards the courtyard near the parked car. He gaped at the sight of the Marshal who was crouching on the ground. His outstretched hand pulled out the grass, playing it until the green grass swirled around on his thumb and index finger.

The marshal who was just about to smell the grass near his nose, immediately jolted to his feet. His eyes were sharply rounded, shocked by Viona's cry. He threw the grass in any direction. His face looks panicked. "S-honey?"

"Well, you were there? Wasn't that breakfast?"

"Emm .. I .. ak-I ...."

Argh, you're a marshal! What should he tell Viona? There was no way he said he wanted to escape secretly through the back door. That feels so ridiculous. Marshal won't say it.

The silent marshal stiffly looked at the puzzled look that Viona showed. He didn't know what to say at the moment.

Suddenly Rio reached into the phone from his pocket. He put the phone to his ear. "Yes, Hello Mister? Hm, yeah, well. Okay, we'll be there soon. Sorry for earlier. Yes, well, sir," Rio said as he glanced at Viona and Marshal alternately. "Sorry for our mistakes, sir. Okay, we'll be there soon," he continued, then put the phone in his back pocket.

"Master," he called the Marshal, "sir Mahatma has been waiting for you ever since. Are we leaving now? Poor him for waiting."

Marshal frowned not understanding Rio's speech. "Mr Mahatma? Notnya－"

"Master must have forgotten. We have a schedule to meet him this morning. Let's go now!" Rio cut with a gaze that hinted at something.

Seeing that gurgle, Marshal laughed blandly and immediately walked over to Rio. He patted Rio's shoulder hard, they were looking at. There is a message behind it. Theatricals. With pleasure, Marshal welcomed him. "All right, let's go! Poor Mahatma waited too long. I forgot, I promised you an hour ago."

"Haha, yes, sir. It seems like Master is suffering from temporary amnesia, to the point of forgetting such an important promise. Let's go!"

They laugh together. It looks weird according to Viona.

"Darling, I'm leaving first, yeah. It's fine at home."

Viona was only speechless as the Marshal gave a brief peck on her cheeks and forehead. He kept watching the two creatures. They showed a very strange gurgle. Viona knew, there was something she didn't know.

"Chal?"

"I'm going to the office, honey. You heard yourself, 'Mister Mahatma has been waiting for you since." Marshal.answer quickly. She didn't want Viona to ask her a no-no. "Maybe I'll go to the police officer tomorrow. Today my schedule is tight. Yeah, Rio?"

"Yeah. Mr.'s schedule is very tight."

Viona chose to pretend to believe it. He received the Marshal's helping hand and kissed the back of his hand.

"Be careful at home! If there's anything, call me!"

Viona nodded slowly. He remained silent as the Marshal kissed his lips, even in the face of Rio who instantly turned his face away. Forgot if she was angry with her husband from earlier, because the Marshal who did not allow her to come to the police station to see Amanda, she said, and not allowing Viona to go anywhere today on the grounds that tomorrow was the day of her trial, she had to rest at home so that tomorrow could focus.

Viona knew something was wrong with her husband. Rio and Marshal look suspicious with a strange gurgle. He couldn't look any further, because the Marshal was aware of it. He immediately sets out to avoid Viona's suspicions and a series of questions that will be very difficult to deal with.

Find safe.