Because of the compulsion

Why did Garmita take the call?

There is no happy word for today. Crushed, everything is not fun. Since then, Viona was just moody and tried to smile, even though it felt bitter.

Fucking marshal! Viona would curse her annoying husband thousands of times. She could have left on the day that Viona waited the most. Moreover, throughout the entire day Viona had no news from him at all. Didn't you know Viona was looking forward to the news? Is it true that he doesn't remember his wife?

It sucks!

You sent me messages up to dozens like that for what? I had no intention of opening it. It is not important and only interferes with my activities.

You know, how Viona felt when she read her husband's reply? Of course the feeling of wanting to throw a cell phone is very big. The desire to kill Marshal was also there. He was annoyed, craped, angry and wanted to strangle people right then and there.

Can't Marshal get back to being soft as before? Why does he like to ignore Viona lately, even being unkind to her. His words were piercing, not sweet in the least. Marshal could not be expected anymore. Why does Viona keep remembering that shitty guy? Just a waste of time. Marshal doesn't even want a message from him.

"Why not eat, Dek?"

"Not hungry." Viona looked at her mother for a moment, then stood up to leave the dining table that had a family group as well as the food they had made since this afternoon. Really, he was not in the mood to eat at the moment. He doesn't want to see anyone either.

"Where are you going, brother?" Michelle held her hand. Viona wanted to smile amusedly at the two cheeks of her sister-in-law who was bloated, as well as the spice of the cooking pot before her lips. So adorable!

"You're sleeping, Chelle. I'm sleepy."

"Lha, I'm sleeping, anyway." Almost all of the food from Michelle's mouth spurt out. "It's a celebration for you, brother."

"But I'm tired, Chelle." Viona looked limp at the family one by one. "I'll let you go to the room, yeah, Ma, Pa. Sorry, yeah."

"It's okay, honey, take a break" Rahma said kindly, taken in by another family.

Not wasting much time, Viona went to her room. He wanted to curse, cry and slam anything that could reduce his feelings of resentment towards Marshal. Her husband was really annoying, unable to make Viona's heart happy in the slightest.

The clink of the phone makes Viona step faster into the room. His forehead frowned at the incoming message coming from Rio. "Tumben," he muttered looking at the phone screen while tightly closing the door and locking it.

Is the madam busy at the moment?

Viona also replied to the message quickly, that she was not busy and asked why Rio asked like that.

The master advised, The madam does not need to send him any more messages or make any calls. Sir is focused on taking care of the work. Just make sure you're okay to be there, it's better for you.

Viona rounded her eyes with nanar looking at the screen of her phone. How busy is his current job until he does not want to be disturbed by his own wife? Not just looking at the location. It should not require excessive focus and avoiding his wife as such. He thinks Marshal's just looking for excuses.

Tell me, sir, you better not come back here. I'd stop being his wife if he still ignored me like that.

"Among ...!" Viona threw the phone carelessly, profiting on the pillow. He's upset at the Marshal. Now that he had acted at will, he no longer placed any importance on Viona as his wife. "It turns out to be far away and being ignored by a husband is like this." He monologues himself, resting his body on a soft mattress.

Her phone went back on, Viona doesn't care. Twice alerting there was a notification, Viona still did not pick it up. Regardless of who sent the message, Viona did not want to see it. Holding a cell phone is tantamount to anger. Viona hates that thing. Because of the flat object he became increasingly aware, if Marshal did not care anymore about him.

"Bodo very!" Viona pulled out a blanket to cover the body. Glancing for a moment at the phone lying near the pillow, he snorted. The phone's screen is still on, displaying a message notification that Viona can't see from the side. Let it. Viona is not willing to open it, it is better for her to go to bed and forget her husband, as Marshal did out there.

In a hurry, Viona opened the message. Although annoyed he was still curious about the contents, then he saw it. Instantly the anger rose again, even to the crown.

Two Marshal messages sent him. The first message contained a picture of a woman sitting next to a man who appeared to be smiling warmly. Sitting them glued together, impressed like a romantic couple under the light of night, sitting like in an outdoor themed restaurant.

It's a photo of Marshal and Garmita. Underneath it was added with a follow-up message that increasingly made Viona's blood boil.

I'm at work right now. No matter the night or the day, because my work is not done. So, I hope you can understand. And never speak carelessly again, especially towards Rio. You are still my wife.

Understand what? Let her date Garmita for work reasons?

Hmh!

Viona is increasingly unable to tolerate her husband's job on this one. Does it have to get like that? Where there is work even like people dating at night, wearing casual and neat clothes, they look like a lover.

Marshal is more concerned with his work, it could be because there is a Garmita there. Just wash your eyes. He forgot he had a wife.

"No need to go home, God damn it!" Viona cussed at her own phone, pointing at the snazzy picture of Marshal in the photo she received.

He said Garmita was just an ordinary business associate. They have no relationship whatsoever. But, in fact, their closeness looks unnatural.

"That Marshal master has already dared to play me, yes." Viona pressed her husband's number, directly connecting to the first call.

Didn't get an answer.

Goody!

He'll try one more time.

Still got no answer.

"It looks like the Marshal is having fun, yeah." Viona grumbled to herself while waiting for her call to be received. But, up to three calls still did not get an answer also from her husband. He's getting angry.

Just look, if the fourth call does not get an answer too, then he will－"Stupid! Why did you just get the phone?! Don't you know I'm high blood here resisting longing and jealousy?! Marshal shit－"

"Hello, Mistress. Good evening. Sorry, I'm sassy. Mr Marshal is going to－"

Tut!

Viona was silent looking at her phone, after turning off the connection. His breathing was still irregular because of the emotions that had not all come out, still stifled by the shock of hearing the voice that spoke from across there.

Why did Garmita take the call?