Because of the compulsion

Aquarium Make Mistress

"Madam wants to be filled with predatory fish, Yo. I don't know what he was thinking until he asked for it."

Rio close his lips, holding back the laughter that would spurt out. Looking at the Marshal's dizzy look, he quite knew how strange Viona's request was this time. Whatever Viona wants, as long as the Marshal agrees, everything will indeed be obeyed. Whatever. Whatever weird.

"So where are we going to make it, sir?" The carpenter Rio brought along.

"Emm ... What if it's near my office?" Marshal glanced at Rio, then the handyman asked for an opinion. They looked at each other, looking equally sorted. "Then, the madam wanted to be made in the room. I know, he was just kidding, but just now .. he said the same thing."

Hearing his last sentence, Rio slightly gawked in disbelief. Why keep predatory fish in the room? Is that not scary enough? Not too beautiful to look at, is it?

"Maybe it's better to be installed near my room, yes. Don't be too big, too. Later he gets bored, I can fix it easily. You know for yourself, the pool behind him has complained something is lacking. Though not long ago we renovated the pool, right."

Rio and the handyman nodded their heads, following Marshal's steps towards the back room. There they will discuss the continuation of the aquarium project for predatory fish that Viona wants. The intention is, Marshal will add a lot of predatory fish there. He would buy the fish from abroad, looking for expensive and rare fish. Let the lady be satisfied and thank her. And then he will ask for the right reward. Consider it a transaction. So that everything is easier to understand.

***

"How many fish? Let me adjust the aquarium mood to the same fish you want."

"Hmm .. whatever." Viona reluctantly opened her eyes, pulling the blanket over her unclothed body.

After the Marshal dares her this morning, Viona does not want to wake up. More precisely fatigue. He slept soundly, while the Marshal welcomed Rio and the handyman since then.

"Honey, it's starting late in the afternoon, when will he sleep?"

Viona did not answer and instead pulled back the blanket that had sagged. Marshal's hands started to mischievously, trying to grab him.

"What kind of fish we have to talk about now, honey. So that later the design of the aquarium can be adjusted. You want any fish?"

"As far as you are."

"Yes, my goodness ..," Marshal rubbed his face with one hand. "Cock up to me? Who wants to 'you."

"Yes, it's up to you. I'll see the results later."

Marshal doesn't know, if Viona can also be annoying. His wife wants to, he's dizzy. If it had been like that, Marshal could only be patient. Maybe Viona is showing another side of her. Let it. Marshal should be happy, because Viona gave her trust to choose a good fish. All right, for the wife. Marshal will make the best. Later. Because now he's back tempted with his wife's smooth back, when turning around.

Fortunately Rio had already delivered the handyman earlier to go home. Marshal no more business after this.

"Darling ...." Viona just muttered, unconscious with a hand that started to sneak into the blanket. "Is he tired?" Viona muttered again, seemingly reluctant to make a move. Even opening her eyes she was unable to. It makes it easier for Marshal to get back into action. But, his intention had to be interrupted by the sound of the ringing of a cell phone lying on top of the nightstand. Irritatedly Marshal got up and grabbed the flat object.

My father-in-law called.

Upset the body, sighs and clears for a moment. Desire is almost up, the sound is almost raucous, hopefully it will not have a bad impact. All right, take a breath, exhale. "Assalamualaikum, Pa."

"Vaalaikumsalam. You how are you?"

"Thank God be good, Pa."

"Viona?"

"Thank God. Will you come later tonight? We're having dinner here, with the new guys. Vino's Wife. Papa wants you to come and welcome Rena."

"Ahm, tonight, huh?" Marshal glanced again at his wife. "It looks like it can, Pa. We're working on it."

"Well then. Papa wait, yeah. Don't stay down! If you can, it's better for maghriban to be here."

"Yes, Pa. We'll be there before the Maghreb arrives."

After closing the connection, Marshal keeps the phone in its original place. He approached his wife, giving a momentary hug before gently rubbing Viona's shoulder. "Honey," he called out softly, even more to make Viona sleep. "Papa should call. We're invited to dinner, welcome Vino's wife as a new member."

Viona just muttered. Marshal shook his head looking at it. Viona was not to be disturbed at all. "You're not awake. It's afternoon. Don't take a shower, you'll go back to sleep?" Viona did not answer. "Or can I ask you again?" Marshal smirked looking at Viona's eyes that were instantly open. "Can?"

Unexpectedly Viona gave a smile and nodded. Marshal smiled with satisfaction. Additional pleasure he would soon get.

"But" Viona's hand was outstretched in front of the Marshal's face. "so on, one month we're off to hook up."

"Huh?" Marshal gaping. Immediately get up and keep his hands away from the favorite place he has targeted. Not to explore. She even frowned at Viona who had closed her eyes again, closing the blanket with a sly smile on her lips.

This can't happen. Why are the Marshal so weak Viona's control?

"Hey, I'm 'kan－"

"Shhh, I'm tired, Chal. What wasn't enough?"

Marshal wants to argue. It's not enough, so he wants Viona again. But, Viona had already fallen asleep again. God fucking. His desire has gone up, it must be muted.

***

"Yes, yes, yes .. I'm a hassle." Viona rolled her eyeballs. Pretending to be sick of hearing the words of Marshal who complains of bothering with Viona who wants a lot about this fish-that, but the edges say, it's all up to Marshal.

The journey to Heru's house feels very long, because in the car they even discuss the problem of predatory fish. Marshal did not take his eyes off the screen, searching and asking his acquaintances who knew the types of expensive and rare fish. Viona was just responding to the potluck. Because from the beginning he didn't really want the fish. Just crossed his mind and unexpectedly, it turned out that the Marshal granted his words.

Once the fish problem is over, the Marshal keeps the phone in his pocket. Looking to the side, Viona did not look good with her mood. I don't know what's going on. It was fortunate that Rio was driving, so the Marshal could tease her, a little.

"Didn't you want to see your mom since yesterday? Why does it look unhappy now?"

Viona turned to him for a moment, then glanced back out the window. He seems reluctant to comment. What happened to Viona? His desire to keep predatory fish will soon be realized, what else is the problem? Did Marshal make a mistake?

"Darling?"

"What?!"

The Marshal's face reflexively retreated as Viona turned rogue. "Why you?"

Viona did not reply, only snorted and turned back her gaze. Something is strange about his wife. What caused Viona to suddenly badmood like that?