Because of the compulsion

Madam Upset, Upset, UPSET!

"Listen to this, yes, sir,"－Viona presses Marshal's chest with her index tip－"first I'm upset, second I'm upset, third I'm upset, annoyed, annoyed, UPSET!" His gaze puskered at the Marshal who was only silent.

Marshal had just returned to his room already treated with Viona's vexation. He apologized, but Viona's mood today was not good. Supposedly, Viona could be persuaded if her wish that Marshal could fulfill. But, what still applies to this moment? Because Viona looks even more upset at him.

"Where?" Viona was shocked as the Marshal withdrew his hand.

"We're going to mama's house." Marshal picked up Viona's bag lying on the sofa. Not to forget he also tote a punch box bag that he had not touched at all.

Viona was silent, following Marshal's steps out of the room.

"Please handle, yes! I'll take the madam first" Marshal told Rio who was in the front room.

"Good, Sir."

***

"What does it look upon the husband himself as haram?" Marshal sighed because Viona still looked annoyed. They were already in the car, Marshal was ready to drive, but his wife was reluctant to talk, even looking at him unwillingly. "Darling?"

Viona glanced at the cynics. The rude snort sounded so clear. Once again Marshal sighed. Viona if already angry is difficult to persuade. Either must be in a way moreover he can restore the mood of his wife.

During the trip, Viona was silent. Still reluctant to respond to her husband, even Viona's gaze kept looking out the window. Not caring about Marshal who looks already frustrated persuading. Viona won't melt that easily.

"What would I tell my mom if you were still like this?"

The car had stopped in front of the magnificent house of the Pratama residence. Marshal shut off the engine and faced tilted towards Viona who was still silent.

"Darling?"

"I'm fine." Viona moved quickly to avoid the touch of Marshal's outstretched hand wanting to grab his face. He opened the door and got out of the car quickly.

Marshal followed and was immediately greeted by his mother-in-law. Lina smiled warmly, stretching out her arms to hug Viona. Marshal regretted it alternately, after his wife after hugging. They enter the house, Viona looks fine, does not even look forced when she laughs with Lina.

His feelings began to lighten. At least Viona was not careless for a long time. He was better, after meeting his mother. Sometimes Marshal was surprised, Viona was over the moon, but her bad mood even happened later. Or is there another problem, other than the lunch problem that made Viona like that?

I don't know ...

***

"You want to stay here?"

Viona looked at Marshal with an irritated look. Since noon her husband invited her to talk and she had to hold back her emotions when Lina was around. It's not good if Lina sees him who's in a bad mood. Lina will interrogate and end up giving good advice, but at this time Viona is not willing to listen to it.

"I don't care if you want to stay. But, allow me to return to the office for a while. There's still work to be done there. Pity Rio if he has to handle everything."

Viona was silent. Just looking at Marshal while chewing his favorite chocolate pudding. Lina's hand, of course. Viona missed the food and Lina had made it before her mother-in-law took a moment to go out to meet her friend on the back porch. There were guests coming, so Marshal and Viona were left sitting alone in the family room.

"Dear, what more do you want? Why is it still like this?" Marshal was confused himself to face it. The contents of the lunch box that Viona had brought, she had eaten earlier with Lina who was just tasting. Despite her satiety, Marshal keeps her mouth open, eating Viona's cooking to the brim. I hope his wife will not be angry again. But, it turns out, it's still.

"Isn't it tonight we're invited to Miss Garmita's house? He called, asking if we'd come or not."

Marshal was stunned for a moment. He knows now the root of the problem.

Rubbing a rough face, the Marshal looked at Viona with an erratic feeling. "If you don't like me connecting with him, I won't come there."

At once Viona's gaze flashed sharply. "What relationship?"

Oh, no ... Marshal spoke wrongly. "Darling, that's not what I meant." She grabbed Viona's hand, rubbing it slowly. "You don't like me the same way Garmita met, do you? We'd rather just decline the invitation than you like that."

"It wasn't last night that you said it wasn't good to refuse. That's an invitation to honor as a formality, isn't it?"

Scratching the head that does not itch. It is true, but if he sees his wife like this, it is better to be rejected than to bring the problem more complicated.

"Are you close to him?"

Jakun Marshal was seen moving, gulping his saliva. Viona's gaze was very sharp. It turns out that his wife if she is jealous is very scary and difficult. Marshal should be happy, but that's not how he feels right now. He was confused and frustrated himself. Don't know what to say, afraid of picking up the wrong word like just now again.

"Will not answer?"

"Ec ... Love ...."

Viona was silent watching the veiled Marshal's face. He was even more convinced that there was nothing between the two of them. Marshal's mouth opened up to say, then clenched back, not so let out the sentence.

Not speaking anymore, Viona shifted her seat to further away from the Marshal. She finished the pudding in the small container she was holding regardless of her husband.

Seeing that Marshal was even more confused. He approached Viona, trying not to get rejected so that she could explain everything well and not mispronounce it word for word from her mouth.

"Garmita's just a co-worker, honey. His performance was good and he was very intelligent. I set him up as the branch office director. He's reliable. No more than just a co-worker."

Viona nodded her head lazily, not looking at the Marshal at all. Seemed very distrustful of her husband's words and even engrossed with pudding feed using a small spoon.

"Lagian, Garmita is married. I have two children."

Astounded. Viona glanced quickly at the Marshal who was looking at her. Marshal looks very serious. A smooth frown was seen on the forehead, looking at Viona who looked doubtful.

"Where might I relate to my own co-workers, right?"

"There are so many out there. Nothing is impossible, right?"

"But she's already married, honey. His son is big. And she also－"

"What status can guarantee a person does not commit infidelity?"

Shit! Why is it so hard to make Viona believe?