Because of the compulsion

Marshal Office

"Yes, that's it, Ma." Viona walked up to pick up the bag, then walked out of the room. Get off the stairs still with the phone stuck to the ear. "I don't think so, Ma. Vino's coming home tomorrow, right? Well, yeah, that's why I'm going there tomorrow, yeah."

His steps stopped as soon as he reached the kitchen. "Okay, bye, Mama. The waalaikumsalam." Closing the phone from Lina and putting her phone in the bag. Viona grabbed the bag of lunch boxes that were on the bar table, had her prepared a while ago and brought it out.

A simple lunch for my husband. This time, Viona wanted to deliver it herself, being so tired of being at home. Didn't tell Marshal to be a surprise. And hopefully her husband will indeed be surprised by Viona's sudden arrival.

"Can't I go alone?" viona asked Egi, her personal driver.

"Sorry, ma'am, can't. I will be scolded by the master."

Viona just sighed. It always is. "All right, let's go!"

Egi nodded obediently, then opened the door for Viona. Ready to start the journey and make a little surprise for the master.

***

"This proposal failed. Less convincing. You guys just need to replace some of the points I've been tinkering about."

"Good, Sir. We'll fix it."

"Hm, yeah, great. Fix it right away and bring it back to me when it's right, yeah."

"Ready, Sir."

"Today's meeting is over. You can rest."

Viona immediately cleared her throat, tidying up her appearance to make her look even more beautiful. Pulling the lips as wide as possible and tighten the handle on the punch box bag that it carries. Get ready to wait for the Marshal who just closed the meeting. He'll be out soon.

And yes, it's true. Marshal first came out of the meeting room. Directly look shocked by the presence of Viona who was in front of the door while smiling sweetly at him.

"Good day, honey. Do I look pretty?"

"Si ... ang, dear." The marshal is still in place. One hand was still holding the handle of the door he had just closed, not caring for Rio who was trying to pull the door, lagging behind him. He can't get out, if the Marshal's hand holds the doorknob to keep it closed. "When did you come?"

Rio's irritated face appeared from behind Marshal, after the hand holding the handle came off and rubbed Viona's face. Make sure his views are not wrong.

"Why? Not happy his wife came?"

"It's not so, dear." Marshal grabbed Viona's hand, pulling slowly to go to her room. "You didn't come tell me first."

"intentionally." Viona displayed a wide smile, lifting the punch box pouch in front of the Marshal. Earlier this morning Marshal did not bring the usual provisions, because Viona was not ready and instead wanted to go back to sleep because of fatigue. If you know his wife is not idle, the night will indeed feel long. Viona until almost out of energy serving him. Be him wake up.

"But I have lunch outside, honey."

Viona's steps stopped. The door of the room was already opened by Marshal to let him in. Seeing Marshal's visibly guilty face, Viona fell silent. How about lunch? It's impossible if Viona takes her back home, right.

***

"I'm going to my mom's house" said Viona lazily receiving a phone call from Marshal who was having lunch at the front restaurant along with his client.

"I want to go alone. Now." Now." Viona looked annoyed at the lunch box bag that was on her husband's desk. The food must have been redundant. The Master instead went out and it was certain that when he returned his stomach was full. It sucks!

"No, Honey. I'm inter. Later. Now I still can't go back. But, it won't be long, anyway."

"Whatever!" Viona throws her original phone on the table. Sitting alone on the sofa in the Marshal's room made him even more upset. His gaze returned to look at the husband's desk. Upset until ubun-ubun.

It is also his fault that he did not contact Marshal or just asked if he would have lunch outside or not. If it were like that, then the story wouldn't be like this right now.

Viona's eyes turned lazy on the phone that rang. Unwilling to take a definite call from her annoying husband. He better ignore it. So Marshal knows if he doesn't like what happened today. His emotions were quite drained and he wanted to leave as soon as possible.

"Ck, what else, anyway?!" In a fit of annoyance Viona grabbed the phone that was endlessly making a sound. "Whose number is this?" His forehead shriveled, confused to see an unknown number that turned out to contact him.

He hesitated to take the call. Pasting the phone to the ear, curious and waiting for who to call. Fear of important connections.

"Hello, good day, ma'am!"

Ah, it looks like Viona is familiar with that voice. Sounds familiar in the ear. Makes her feelings less and less awkward.

"I'm Garmita. Sorry to interrupt the daylight."

Now, that's Viona's guess. The woman worsened her mood during this scorching day. Although the air conditioner was still on, but his chest rumbled to resist the cold.

Viona greeted back, as she was, though it should still sound friendly. Part of where the woman had her number. Ck, who else if not the master sucks?

"For later tonight, does Madam need to be picked up or ...."

"No, there's no need. My husband and I will go there with our driver. No need to pick up."

"Master Marshal will come?"

Well, this woman really, yes ... does it have to be as enthusiastic as knowing Marshal will accompany her?

"Of course, Miss. It is also impossible if I come alone. Master never allowed me to be present to other people's places without him." Viona gave a forced tasteless laugh.

"Good, if so, ma'am. I will look forward to your presence. Please send my regards to Mr. Marshal."

"I'll tell you, Miss. Thanks for the dinner invitation."

"Together, Madam. Mr. Marshal is my superior. I have great respect. It would be a great honor if he would attend the simple dinner invitation I offered."

Marshal guest of honor, he would be happy if that handsome man came. Viona was getting sick of hearing the woman across there chuckle to herself. He had come to terms with the feeling of wanting to kill someone. Piqued.

"If so, I'll hang up, ma'am. Sorry to interrupt your daylight hours. I'll wait for your presence tonight. Bye then. Blah .. blah .. blah ..." And the woman said a greeting, and then the call ended.

Exactly how close is this relationship to them? Why is that woman so enthusiastic about Marshal? Viona is invited to dinner, but still expects the presence of the owner of Mars Corporations. Does Garmita admire her husband? Coulda. That's why he looks so happy that Marshal will come there.

Goddamnit!