
If you are dizzy with the story, you can re-read the previous trouble chapter, from Chapter 183 that Zhao has fixed. Thank ye. May you always be healthy and happy.😊
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"Don't drink anymore, baby!"
"Lho, why?" Viona looked at wonder. One routine pill he had already held and a glass of water had been prepared.
Marshal who had prepared in bed, now moved closer to Viona who was sitting on the edge. He clasped his wife's waist, placed his chin on Viona's shoulder. "I want to have a child, right away" she whispered fondly to Viona's ears.
Instantly Viona's body creeps out hearing it. He glared in shock, immediately breaking away from the Marshal. "I can't do that, dong, Chal. We agreed to have a child." His gaze did not accept. Viona quickly swallowed the pill she was holding and took the drinking water.
Seeing that Marshal stared intently. She wanted Viona not to drink it anymore, but that desire was not in line with what Viona wanted.
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"Master why?" Rio half-whispered beside Viona. Seeing Marshal urgency he felt something strange. Marshal had no intention of talking to his wife. If Viona comes close, she tends to dodge. Not getting close to Viona. Whether there was any problem with them, Rio could only guess what the cause was.
"Maybe you're dizzy, Yo," elak Viona. He knew very well why Marshal could be like that. Since last night, Marshal did look upset at him. Just let him get angry. Viona doesn't want to have children right away. From the beginning, they agreed to postpone. Why would a marshal want a child now? Didn't he already agree to wait for Viona to be ready?
"Rio, hurry! Why so slow? We'll make it to the office!"
Glancing at the circular clock on his wrist, Rio frowned in surprise hearing the Marshal's cry from the main door. There was still more than half an hour left for them to depart as usual. Why is Marshal in such a hurry?
"Rome ...!" the screams of the master were heard again.
Viona nudged Rio's arm before passing him into the kitchen, storing the dirty dishes of their former breakfast. "Quick samperin! Then the lord roars like a hungry lion." He chuckles at the thought of imagining it.
Rio saw Viona's departure in silence. Marshal's shout sounded again, he hurriedly ran over. The boss is in scary mode. I don't know what the problem is. This time Rio did not know the driving factor, unlike usual Marshal will tell the problem what happened to him. Rio could guess the problem this time appeared between him and his wife. Marshal does not share.
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Ringisan slowly came out of Rio's mouth to see the assistant secretary being nagged by the Marshal just because the matter wrongly added a comma in a report.
What's the matter between Marshal and Viona? Rio guessed the problem was so serious that Marshal scolded his staff like that. During this time Marshal rarely raged in the office, even arguably never. She's kind. Any mistake, while there is still a solution, he must forgive the employee. Not as of now. Marshal was not ceaselessly chirping, even though the wrong matter of adding a coma can be fixed in less than a minute.
Rio shook his head softly as the assistant secretary turned around and was about to come out, staring at him with a questioning look. Perhaps he also felt astonished by the change in attitude of Marshal who turned frightening.
"Where are you going, sir?" Rio was astonished to see the Marshal who was rising up, picking up a suit and wearing it neatly.
"My earrings out! I'm tired of being here."
Only a rough sigh could be heard from Rio. He followed Marshal in silence. They went out of the office and got into the car. "Where are we going, sir?"
"The Atma's Residence."
During the trip, Marshal also only fell silent. His gaze was straight looking forward, not spouting out any unnecessary words. She was busy with her own thoughts and Rio was also doing the same. Moreover, he was still curious, what was the matter between Marshal and Viona, so that his master was careless like that.
Arriving at Atamadinata's residence, Marshal descended first, before Rio opened the door for him. In a hurry he entered the house, approached Rahma who immediately greeted him excited from the living room. The mother and son hugged for a moment, Marshal kissed his mother's hand respectfully.
"Where's viona?" Rahma looked behind Marshal, there was only Rio there who bowed respectfully to him. "You came alone?" Seeing the Marshal sitting on the sofa, Rahma followed him.
"I'm from the office straight here. So alone."
"Oh." Rahma nodded in understanding. "Tumben's here?"
Marshal glanced at him for a moment. The breath sounds rough. Always be asked that question, if he visits. Should a child not visit their parents' home? Soon Marshal will feel like a stranger.
"Michelle where, Ma?"
"He's at school, he's not home yet."
Marshal was silent again. Seen by Rahma who was indifferent to the presence of the son, Marshal had been used to seeing him. Unlike if he invites Viona, Rahma must be excited and give an excessive welcome. So, who is the son of the Atma family?
"Ma?"
Rahma glanced quickly at her son. "Why? Wanna eat? Have you eaten yet?"
Marshal shook his head slowly. "Not that. I want to talk to you about something."
"Speak what?"
"Emc ... Mama wants to have a granddaughter from me, doesn't she?"
Rahma laughed, her face looked so bright. "of course. Any news from Viona? She's pregnant already? How many months?" Even the mother of three looked enthusiastic.
"No. Not yet, Ma." Marshal approaches Rahma. His gaze is hard to interpret. "It looks like I'll have a little longer to have children. We postpone it, Mama knows that, right?" Looking at the nodding Rahma, Marshal sighed. Either way this will work or not, he's just trying. "Do you want a grandchild soon?"
Rahma looked at the Marshal not understanding. I don't know where this son is going. Suddenly Marshal was discussing the matter of grandchildren. Though usually he will dodge and as if he does not want to be asked the problem of children by anyone. Always reason is still long, not ready and what are the many reasons. Since the beginning of Marshal married, Rahma has often said this. He wants a grandson soon from Marshal. But, his son never heeded that desire. Then, why is it that Marshal is suddenly talking about it now?
"Mom's gonna have another grandchild, right?" Clearly Rahma would nod, though still looking confused. Marshal smiled broadly at it. "What if I grant it?"
"meaning?"
"Yes ..," Marshal turned the eyeball first, sorting out what sentences are good to express now. "Viona and I are still delaying having children. If you want to get another grandchild, then we need to stop procrastinating, right?"
Rahma increasingly did not understand, where the direction of this son talk. He's just listening. "So?"
Marshal is getting closer. A mysterious smile rose on his lips. "Mama can't persuade Viona to stop delaying, and start the program?" The marshal grabbed Rahma's hand, squeezing her slowly. "To make grandchildren what you want."