Because of the compulsion

Sent home

"Sorry, I didn't tell you. Actually Rio had to go outside the city earlier. He sent his files to Mr. Suryo who was in Surabaya, not to the branch office."

Viona was angry to hear that. So Marshal lied to him? Wh why? Viona's appetite is gone, she keeps her spoon back while looking at Marshal in annoyance. "Well, how do I go home, sir? Why didn't you say that from earlier. If you know this, I'd better go home alone."

Marshal smiled thinly instead, Viona snorted in annoyance.

"sorry. I don't want you to go home by yourself so I have to say that." Viona did not care about the Marshal's reasoning. He chose silence.

The anxious marshal looked at Viona who had averted her eyes looking annoyed. He smiles at Viona's upset reaction but Viona doesn't show Marshal. Actually he could have told anyone to take Viona home, but he didn't. He just wanted to be with Viona and piss her off like this. Marshal wants to test Viona. After marriage, Marshal never saw Viona's stubborn side. Unlike before they were married, Viona was always talkative, stubborn, and liked to interrupt the words of Marshal with courage.  But as long as they were married, it was never seen again. Where did Viona's nature go? Why did Viona change so quickly?

"spend food!"

Viona looked at Marshal for a moment then turned her gaze back towards the window, looking at the garden that was beside the restaurant. "I'm full, sir." said slowly, but with great emphasis.

The thin smile back Marshal gave, he was really annoyed at me because I lied to him? But why was he just silent, not nagging?

"spent food! It's orders. You can still obey me, right?" Viona had to go back to eating her food. What else he had to do besides obey the words of the Marshal.

"I'd rather you smile at me."

Viona glanced at the Marshal. "Master wants me to smile?" Marshal nodded with confidence. "Yes, it's better for me to see than you to be quiet."

Instead of giving a smile, Viona just silently looked at Marshal with her sharp gaze. Why does he smile if there is nothing that makes his lips interested to sing a smile.

Marshal sighed, he did not get what he wanted from Viona. Even just a smile. "After you eat, you'll be sent home."

"Ah, really?" Marshal nodded confidently making Viona so happy smile.

"So your smile will only appear if you get something fun?" ledek Marshal's.

Viona snorted, she got caught in a trap. It turns out that the clever Marshal set the word only to get what he wants. And now she laughed satisfiedly at Viona's annoyed but blushed shy face.

"Lake in!" Marshal opens the car door.

Viona frowned confusedly, she did not understand the Marshal. After she finished eating, Viona thought Marshal would take her back to the study. But apparently not, Marshal instead brought Viona to the parking area. Viona was led to a bright red luxury sports car that had been parked neatly in a special place for her vehicle only.

"Let's go in! He said he wanted to go home. I'll take you home."

Viona looked at the Marshal in disbelief. "Master will take me home?"

Marshal nodded. "Yes. Don't you want to go home? Rio's not around, so I'll take you."

Obviously Viona shook her head, she couldn't if she had to be escorted by the Marshal. "No need, sir. Isn't Master a lot of work? I'll just take a taxi. I can go home by myself."

"Don't I ever say, if I don't accept the rebuttal?" The marshal pulls Viona into the car and she closes the door as soon as Viona sits down, not allowing Viona to speak again.

Marshal came in and sat behind the wheel, he put on his seat belt while glancing at Viona who was still silent, very visible if Viona did not like the treatment.

"Pake the belt!"

Viona put on the belt slowly, remained silent and could no longer speak. The marshal starts the engine of his car and drives away from the office.

"Do I have to continue like this? He obeyed all his words without being able to argue? Mama, Papa, I'm really imprisoned by him. She sucks. Very annoying," exclaimed Viona as she looked out the window. He was very upset if he had to be treated like this by the Marshal.

During the trip, there was no conversation between the two. They were both silent and focused on their minds to create silence in the car they were riding in. Marshal focused on driving and Viona focused on her inner self that kept contemplating her unfortunate fate.

....

Viona was astonished to see Marshal who even entered the house by holding Viona's hand.

Does he not go back to the office, why come in?

Several house servants who passed by greeted them, but were not too ignored by the Marshal. He brought Viona into the room of the Marshal.

Viona was just silent, looking at the Marshal in a daze. After returning from the office, there was not much they said even no conversation between the two.

Marshal releases Viona's hand. He then took off his office suit, and loosened the tie he wore.

Seeing Marshal do such a thing with his mouth silent and his gaze glanced at Viona fixed, making Viona so even more astonished and anxious.

What will the Marshal master do?

Does he want to take a shower? But if he wants to take a shower, he always says first that I prepare the water. Then what does he want? Is it not possible. It's not gonna happen.

The sound of breath from Marshal, Viona slightly looked at the Marshal who was still standing in front of her.

Marshal was still staring fixedly at Viona. The lift of Viona's chin with the tip of the index so they can see each other.

Viona's heart pounded, she was worried. What will Marshal do? Usually if it's like that, Marshal always takes the opportunity to kiss Viona.

They looked at each other for a long time, but neither Marshal nor Viona could speak. The two were silent staring at each other deeper, busy with their respective thoughts.

"Are you uncomfortable being around me?" marshal asked gently, looking at Viona intensely.

Viona was still silent, she was confused as to what to answer. Viona is not comfortable if it is near Marshal. Not because of anxiety, but more awkward. Actually Viona wants to stay away from the Marshal. Given that they were close together and even slept together, Marshal always took a chance on Viona. I don't know if he hugged and even kissed her. Viona was not used to it. He didn't want to go too far in interacting with the Marshal.

"The more days, I see you getting quieter and even you limiting the distance between us. Wh why? Don't you want to get close to me?" Viona was still silent. The view of Marshal looks shady, soothing the eyes, making Viona so restless.

"You're afraid of me?" Viona. He was not afraid of Marshal, only sometimes he felt disinclined, because Marshal had power that even helped his family.

"You hate me?" Viona nodded again. He never hated Marshal, even though Marshal sometimes was very annoying. But that didn't make Viona hate him.

"Then why do you look like you don't want to be close to me? You're uncomfortable when I'm around?" Viona shook her head slowly. He was confused again, what kind of response should he display?

Marshal let out his breath violently, his gaze now looking frustrated. "Why are you? Speak up, at least answer my question with speech instead of movement! I really don't understand, what's going on with you?"

"I'm fine, sir," said Viona softly. He returned to his head.

Marshal took Viona to sit on the bedside. They sat facing each other with Viona still lowered her head.

"I know you married me because you had to, but do you have to be like this to me? We're husband and wife, but you're restricting me from getting close. I remember, even on the first day we got married, you weren't this cold. You can still reach, even if you're in a fight. But the more the day, the more silent you are, why? If it's uncomfortable tell me! I'll try to make you comfortable."

"I'm fine, Sir. Really."

"Geek me if you talk!" Viona immediately looked up, staring at the Marshal.

"I don't know why, but I just want you not to be like this. Where's your rebellious soul that I knew before we got married. Even I had to use a vein to remind you not to argue. But now, you are indeed submissive, but the rank of submissive, you have changed like this. At least be ordinary, like you I know." Viona nodded her head, "Okay, sir. Sorry if Tian doesn't like my attitude."

Marshal smiled, stroking Viona's head gently. He carried Viona's head in a chest. "We don't know each other very well yet, but at least try to be open to each other. We're a couple, we should be comfortable with each other."

There was a subtle sigh felt hearing the gentle Marshal's speech. Viona's heart warmed, she smiled faintly in the Marshal's arms. It turns out that Marshal can be gentle. All this time Viona was afraid, if Marshal would treat her cruelly. Given her meeting before marriage, Marshal always looks so powerful that Viona does not dwell. And again, the first time Viona was brought to the house, Marshal snapped at her and even thought of her as a servant. But during the four days Viona was his wife, Marshal never again said that Viona was his servant other than that night, the night that Viona was put on by a servant instead of a mistress.

Marshal let go of his embrace. Viona stayed away, her cheeks became heated. Why did he fall into silence to enjoy the embrace of Marshal?

Cup

Viona turned to Marshal. His eyes were round, while those he saw laughed, "You're surprised I kissed?"

Viona became blushing hearing the Marshal's taunts. He cursed himself. He should be angry instead of blushing like this.

"Ah...today the weather is quite hot," said Marshal as he lay his body on the bed with his legs hanging to the floor.

Viona looked at the Marshal strangely, "Didn't Mister go back to the office?"

The marshal sat back down, glanced at Viona and smiled. "Lazy. It's at home."

Viona only sighed, if Marshal was at home, it meant that she would not be free.

Then what can I do now? Do I have to stay here without doing anything? Not want. From the morning I was silent in the office doing nothing and now have to do the same? Can I still say that I am a living human being? Or a breathing statue?

"Didn't you have a lot of work?"

"Hmmm..." Marshal returned to his body. "My work is always a lot. I just want to rest." Viona just nodded. He doesn't want to take the affairs of the Marshal too far. Whatever Marshal does is none of his business.

"Master, can I get out?" viona asked carefully. Even he did not dare to glance at the Marshal.

"Where?" Marshal is now checking his phone with his body still lying half-spread with his legs still hanging to the floor.

"To my room, Mister" Marshal glanced at Viona for a moment, then refocused on her phone. "You what?"

Viona snorted softly, a sense of annoyance began to appear. The nature of Marshal who likes to take care of it is now back.

Do I have to explain everything to you, sir? Want to go to your own room should be asked like that?