Because of the compulsion

Back Again

"Kok coming home again?" Viona stared in surprise as the Marshal entered the house. At first she did not believe her, when Erni said that her husband had come. He was quite surprised to see the presence of Marshal. He had only been away for a few hours, but now he was back. Even the sun is still far away to be overhead.

"Here!"

Viona approached her husband. His gaze was still puzzled, but he complied as the Marshal invited him to go upstairs.

"What were you doing in the kitchen?" The marshal wrapped his hands around Viona's waist, walking hand in hand towards the room.

Viona looked up a little. "I'm making brownies with cheese like Erni. I was going to my mom's house. I haven't been there for a long time."

"I told you, don't go anywhere. Does that not sound obvious enough?"

Viona entered the room first when the Marshal opened the door. His face pouted for a moment. He wanted to leave, not want to be home all day. He wanted to visit his parents' house. I haven't seen Lina in a long time. He misses his mother. But, if Marshal said that, would he be able to leave?

"Tomorrow your trial, right? There should be plenty of rest at home. Prepare yourself well. Not even intended to run."

"I'm just visiting!" protest Viona loudly. His gaze was annoyed at the Marshal who was casually pulling his hand to get closer. "Open it yourself, ah!" Viona refuses when Marshal asks her to unravel the tie. He was very upset at the Marshal at this time.

Hearing the Marshal exhale violently, Viona looked up at her husband's eyes. His gaze locked. The marshal instead pulled her waist closer and the next second Viona's lips were struck firmly. Viona did not have a chance to fight. He intended to refuse in shock, but the Marshal held back his nape. Wild and deep.

The link is not long. Marshal rubbed his wife's wet lips full of tenderness. He steals one more kiss before ending it. "Don't show that expression again! I feel like a freedom-trap, if you're like that."

Marshal is indeed a freedom-trap, Viona thought. He always forbids this - that's all he wants.

"Darling, I forbid because I care. I don't want anything to happen to you."

"Just go to your mom's house," said Viona softly, again popping her lips.

"Mama's house is from here. What if something happened on the road? I don't want to take any chances."

Viona rolled her eyeballs. He immediately broke away from the marshal. Much better for his mood. Being near the annoying Marshal will only make him die holding back his annoyance.

"Here and there, let me teach you how to fix the frustration. I'll make you feel at home all day."

Viona refuses as the Marshal pulls her body back closer. He wanted to dodge even more, but Marshal instead carried his body until Viona was suffocated and shouted unwillingly. Marshal put him to bed. Viona glared sharply at the Marshal who opened the tie in a hurry and took off the suit along with his shirt.

"Chal?"

Viona was already wary of the grin appearing on her husband's face. He forcefully pushed the chest of the Marshal down. "I don't want to!" Viona can shift as the Marshal moves from above her body.

Marshal's sight looked disappointed. "Did I get a rejection? Hey, honey, rejecting a husband is no good."

Viona shook her head quickly. His hand pushed back the chest of the Marshal as the burly body was back on top of him which could only lie on. "I don't want to! You said I had to rest a lot. Tomorrow's trial, Chal!" Viona pushes her husband's body again until the Marshal stops with her behavior.

Marshal woke up and smiled triumphantly. "That's better. Rest up! I'll also rest until noon."

Viona breathed a sigh of relief to see her husband sitting on the edge of the bed. One Marshal's feet fold over the mattress, while the other dangles to the floor. He faced Viona who was still lying down.

"O, yes ... Why did you come home again?"

"I miss you" whispered the Marshal leaning face towards Viona who was just about to wake up. Viona pushed strong Marshal body. Her husband instead laughed, looking at Viona's annoyed expression. "So I went to the police station, met Amanda."

Viona who was surprised to hear the Marshal's expression, immediately woke up staring at her husband. Marshal's lying. He said he wouldn't go to the police station, would go straight to the office. But, it turns out that he just lied to Viona not to come see Amanda.

"After coming from the police station, I was going to the company. But, suddenly remember you. That's why I'm home." Seeing Viona who was even throwing her face, Marshal shifted closer and closer to her. He raised both his legs, sitting cross-legged facing Viona who was moving on his back. Hugging Viona from behind, Marshal rests his chin on his wife's shoulder. "Are you jealous I met Amanda?"

Just silence. That's not what he's worried about. Not out of jealousy, though there's a bit of a bad feeling knowing Marshal's meeting Amanda. Viona wants to meet Amanda. He wanted to know her situation and wanted to see the woman. Viona also wants to say something to Amanda, but the Marshal always forbids her from meeting. Even willing to lie so that Viona can't meet the woman.

"Amanda will be responsible for all his actions. The law is in process, dear."

Viona was silent. The feathers goosebumps instantaneously as the Marshal shifts his head and changes position facing his smooth neck. A kiss landed there. Marshal exhales violently through the smooth white skin under the ear. Viona wanted to squirm, unable to bear it. He knows where Marshal's going to end up. Viona did not want to be weak for now. Moreover, Marshal hugged him not wearing a kemaja.

"Darling ...."

Viona just silently looked straight ahead. Not a single bit of intention was to respond to her husband. He wanted to get out of there, but the Marshal's embrace was getting stronger.

"A beautiful, kind, understanding and obedient wife was worthy of my gratitude. Though initially disputing and stubborn, but my wife can always be the best." Viona was silent. I don't know where the Marshal's talking is going. "I love my wife very much. I'm afraid of losing her and I can't calm down for a second to make sure she's okay."

It is better that he keep quiet. Just let Marshal babble as he pleases.

"Darling," Marshal flipped Viona's body. They looked. "what if we had a child soon? I want their presence." That warm, parched look was hopeful. "I want to have children. Immediately," he continued whispering, then gently peeked at Viona's forehead.