Because of the compulsion

Tight-faced

  Viona kept the dirty towels and suits she was carrying, she put them in the dirty clothes. Then turn to look at Marshal who is still wearing a towel wrapped around his waist while crossing his hands in his field.

"What should I do, sir?" Her question was accompanied by a thin forced smile.

Marshal stays with his haughty face. "Get me a shirt!"

  Viona turned body. Look at all the clothes in front of him. There are a lot of clothes lined up. But in front of this is just a lot of shirts, suits, and some jackets. Where are the other types of clothes? Ask Viona's heart in wonder.

"What kind of clothes do you want to wear?" Viona's question even teased back Marshal's emotions. "Hey, stupid! Like that just don't know. Can't you think what clothes I'm going to wear?" His impact made Viona have to sigh back.

  Yeah, I don't know what she wants to wear, so I asked. He said I should think?. huh! Does he think I'm a fortune teller, who knows what his mind is...

  Viona was getting annoyed but she kept putting on a face as calm as possible.

"Hey! Why just shut up? Get me my clothes!" Tell him to come back with an expression that still looks haughty accompanied by his sharp glare.

  Viona went back to look at all the clothes there.

This it? No. gabe. This one? No. .. this? Ah, it doesn't seem like.. or is this one it? Ah no... Viona saw some clothes. But nothing is appropriate. Then he was silent for a moment.

  Ah, yes. Why do I have to bother looking for clothes, after this, he will definitely sleep. Of course he'll be in sleeping pajamas.

  Viona's looking for pajamas. But none of them found it out front. Then he turned to look at the Marshal. "Sorry, sir. Where are your pajamas?"

The marshal clucked in annoyance, he looked at Viona full of laziness. "From my pajamas a long time ago" he murmured, then pointed to one of the large glass cabinet doors.

  Viona followed her direction as the Marshal's hand pointed. Without asking any more, Viona approached the door of the large glass cabinet. He moved it slowly. And it turns out to be true, there are a lot of pajamas and there are also some clothes for prayer as well.

"Here it is" Viona picked up a blue dongker suit pajama. Then hand it over to Marshal. "This, sir" Marshal accepted it with a flat face.

  Viona turned around to close all the closets. But while closing it, Marshal again made a sound. "Hey! Where's daleman?"

Viona's eyes were round. "Do I have to take it too?" Viona flipped her body in shock at the Marshal.

"hey are. Time just wear pajamas doang" he said mockingly. "Hurry up and get the alarm!"

Okay, once again Viona resigned. He can only according to what Marshal said. Viona turned her body. Take what the Marshal asks and give it to the Marshal.

After giving everything the Marshal ordered, Viona was about to pass out of the wardrobe room. But Marshal prevented him by pulling Viona's hand to make him shocked to look at the Marshal.

  What's up, Yes Allah....

"Where are you going?"

"Get out, sir" he said nervously made the Marshal pull his hand again until Viona took a few steps back to fit in front of the Marshal. "Help me dressed!"

"What?" Viona was shocked to make her return. For some reason, his face was red.

"Hurry and help me put on my clothes! Don't just shut up!"

  Huh! What a crazy man. I had to dress him. Same alma?.. Oh, Nooo..

"Em. emm. Can't you wear it yourself?" Actually Viona didn't want to put it on Marshal. In addition to being lazy, he also felt embarrassed if he had to wear clothes on Marshal. Although Marshal was her husband, but still, she was not used to it. They just got married this morning. So have they never made such close physical contact.

  Marshal grabbed Viona's chin, looking up at her now red face. "Aren't you going, huh?" The tone was slow but made Viona tremble because the glare of the eyes that Marshal gave felt so gripping.

"Emm.. sir, can't you wear it yourself? I can't put it on" Viona was nervous. He's shaking right now.

"You don't want to?" Marshal rubbed Viona's chin. "You're arguing with me, huh!" Her voice was getting gripping for Viona. Her sharp glare made Viona have to swallow her saliva with great difficulty.

"I'm gonna call your dad, now. And tell her, if this beloved princess is useless" her murderous gaze was able to make Viona unable to wiggle other than just nodding her head. "Ba-good, Sir. I'll help you get dressed" Viona finally resignedly made Marshal's lips sing a triumphant smile.

  Viona helps Marshal get dressed. His hands look trembling. Nervousness runs through his body and also, do not forget his red cheeks. I don't know what he's feeling. But her cheeks won't remove the blushing.

  Viona put her pajamas buttons together slowly. He's very nervous at the moment. Installing the same daleman pants?.of course not Viona who does it. Viona whistled loudly not to put it on, though several times the Marshal forced her to pair her daleman and pants. But he's still chuckling. He doesn't want to put it up.

  After wearing it, Marshal came out on the tail of Viona who trailed behind him. Then Marshal sat on the bedside and Viona just stood next to him.

"Rio bring me coffee!" He told Rio who was sitting on the sofa in the Marshal room.

Rio who is focusing on his phone is now glancing at the Marshal. "Coffee?" Marshal nodded making Rio have to frown. "But, sir. It's already night. Shouldn't you drink warm tea, let the master relax and quickly rest"

Apparently Rio still cares about the health of Marshal.

"I want coffee, not hot tea. Bring it now!" His word confirmed.

Without speaking anymore, Rio came out of the room taking the order of his young master.

  Viona glanced at Rio's departure. He also glanced for a moment at the Marshal. And his heart was back.

  Huuh!.why is my life like this? why do I have to meet him? I was so tired, I wanted to sleep. But why does he keep torturing me.

Marshal looked at Viona's annoyed face. His lips returned a smile.

He's a tame, too..

"Hey! My hair is still wet" Marshal held onto her still-misty hair.

Lah continues?. What else should I do sir sucks?. His heart again grumbled.

"Dry my hair!"

  Viona immediately returned the wardrobe.

"Where are you going?" Shouted Marshal astonished by Viona's actions.

Viona stopped her steps. Staring at the Marshal "I want to get a towel first, sir"

Marshal knitted his brows. "Where's the towel?"

  Did he forget to throw the towel?

"I've put it in the basket, sir"

"Why did the basket even enter?"

"The towel you threw at me just now has fallen to the floor. And I thought, the towels would be dirty. That's why I want to get a new towel. Yes, I have to dry your hair with a dirty towel" he explained gently to make Marshal mangosteen, understand. "Just get me a new one" he said coldly. "Hurry up!"

   After taking her towel Viona again approached the Marshal who was still sitting on the bed, but now she was seen focusing on the phone she was holding.

  Viona stood beside the Marshal. But he could only be silent. He hesitated if he should do it to Marshal.

"Why just shut up?" Marshal glanced at Viona who was just pecking with a towel in her hand. "Quick dry my hair!"

"Sorry, sir" Viona started rubbing her towel over the Marshal's head slowly. His hands were trembling. He actually hesitated to do this.

Rubbing slowly, trembling. Rubbing again is getting shaky. Rubbed again, uh why so gurgling.

"This is the coffee, Master" Rio handed the black cup of coffee to the Marshal who was received directly by him. "Thank you" said the Marshal to receive his coffee. And straight up sipping that coffee.

"No, hold!" The marshal handed Viona his coffee mug.

  Viona stops her activity, then receives a coffee cup from the Marshal.

  Marshal is busy with his cell phone. While Viona was still standing next to the Marshal with both hands troubled. Where the right hand holds the coffee cup, and the left hand holds the towel.His heart again curses because of the annoyance again enveloped him.

  Uh, you bitch!!. My hands are sore if you have to keep rich gini.

Viona looked at the Marshal full of annoyance. Want it he spilled this coffee he held on the face of Marshal who always looked haughty.

"Why just shut up?" Staring at Viona sharply. "Rub my hair again! It's not dry yet" Marshal said as he felt his hair.

Does he think I have 4 hands, only two hands, sir. And both are filled...

"Come fast! I haven't told you to stop"

Putting on a face as calm as possible. "Sorry, sir. I can't do it my only two hands" Viona showed her both hands in front of the Marshal. Where the right hand is occupied by a coffee cup and the left there is a towel.

The marshal took the coffee cup from Viona's hand. "Let's do it again! Your hands are no longer bothered, are they?"

"Alright" Viona reached out her hand rubbing Marshal's hair back. "Sorry, sir" Viona felt bad about having to touch someone else's head.

"Why do you keep apologizing? I'm gonna have you scrub your hair instead of apologizing"

Viona smiles. "I'm afraid of being disrespectful, sir"

Marshal was again engrossed in his phone while enjoying the coffee he held. As for Viona, she continued to work on the Marshal in silence.

"Already, already. Your job is not so bad. Unpleasant. It's also good to be nominated"

Viona stopped her activities. Staring at Marshal was full of annoyance.

Huh! Basic sucks! He said it wasn't good, but he told me to do it again. Her hair was dry again. It's not good, but enjoy it... When it's over, he says it's not good. Basic sucks!

Marshal. Sitting on the sofa beside Rio was, leaving Viona who was looking at him annoyed.

Did he pass that? I wasn't told to sit?.. Master sucks!

"Yo, what's my schedule tomorrow?" Marshal put his coffee cup on the table.

"It should be, Meeting with Purwaka Group"

"What time?"

"Nine" Rio looked at the Marshal doubtfully. "But, Mister.." he hung up his sentence making Marshal glance at him. Waiting for the continuation of his sentence. "Wouldn't be on reschedule first. Sir just got married. Maybe it's better to take a vacation to enjoy the atmosphere of the newlyweds" Rio hopefully worriedly said, afraid Marshal does not like his advice.

It turns out that Marshal is just a mangosteen. But Viona was stifled.

Whats! Rio said enjoy the newlyweds atmosphere?.. A wedding like this can be enjoyed. I could have died young because of this annoying master. She'll be totally off to me. He must have tortured me.

"No" he said subtly. "I will be there as scheduled. However, our cooperation with Purwaka Group is very important. I can't postpone it anymore"

Nah, kan. Good for that. That means I can be free if he works.

"Hufy.." Marshal leaned his back on the sofa. Massaging his forehead slowly. "I'm so tired today, Yo"

"Sir, it's best to go straight to sleep and rest" he suggested gently. "Maybe you shouldn't have had coffee. Should have had warm tea. Let the master's body relax and the master quickly rest"

Still massaging the forehead. "I deliberately drank coffee, so as not to get sleepy quickly" Rio frowned at hearing that. "I'm gonna stay up tonight"

Rio's increasingly linking his eyebrows tightly.

"In the meantime?" Marshal slacking weakly. "Why should you stay up?.. Isn't there no work to be done, now?"

"It's not because of the work" he said making Rio even more confused. "But I'm going to do an activity"

"What activities would you do in the middle of the night like this?" Rio really doesn't understand. "Master should go to sleep immediately! Do not do any more activities!" Good soft but pushy advice.

Marshal sits upright. Staring at Rio with a smile that was hard to decipher. "What do you think I'm gonna do?"

Lah, where does Rio know.

"Aren't we just having a wedding a few hours ago?" Marshal glanced at Viona with his devilish smile. Rio was also the same following the direction of Marshal's view. And then Rio smiled knot. He knows what Marshal is going to do.

Ah, yes, of course tonight will be a long night for a new couple.

"You understand, don't you, Yo?" Marshal confirmed what understanding Rio got.

Rio smiled amusedly at seeing Marshal. "Haha.of course I understand, sir" Rio laughed crisply followed by Marshal's laughter while glancing at the cengo-looking Viona. Seeing Rio and Marshal did not understand. What are they talking about? That's what Viona's confusion was.

"Haha.it turns out you really understand, Rio" they finally laughed together while glancing at Viona.

Viona who knew nothing, she could only look at them full of suspicion.

What are they talking about? Why look at me? Why are they laughing?.is very suspicious.What's wrong with them?..

Rio moved from his seat. "Well, if that's what I go home, sir" he said. "May things go smoothly" Rio again revealed his gelatinous smile that made Marshal even more giggling.

SERIATE....