Because of the compulsion

Reason

"Master.. Can you not?"

"My question, which has not been answered, you ask again." Viona was silent again. He wanted to go to his room so as not to continue with the Marshal. There is no way he said, Marshal could say like that again.

"Here, lay with me!" Marshal patted the bed. The phone he was holding was now placed next to him.

Viona looked at Marshal annoyed. He doesn't want to. I want to refuse but doubt.

"Here!" Marshal patted the bed back, Viona shook her head. "No need, sir. I don't want to lie down."

"Here!"

Viona sighed, she kept her sling bag, slowly starting to lay down with the same legs as the Marshal, hanging.

"Do you remember your mother's wish?"

Viona was stunned to hear the Marshal's words. He immediately woke up. Looked at Marshal sharply.

The marshal laughed instead, making Viona so upset. Marshal was happy to tease Viona like that, until she rolled her body to the side while laughing.

Yeah Alloh, why did he come back annoying?...

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The atmosphere of dinner was so quiet.  Viona is awkward if she only eats alone with Marshal. Rio's not coming to eat, tonight. Marshal said, Rio is still out of town, probably just coming home tomorrow.

Viona was a little uncomfortable, from earlier Marshal glanced at her who was chewing making Viona so misbehaved. He was really uncomfortable if only the two were like that. Only with Rio Viona does not feel awkward differently if you are with Marshal. Viona may not be used to it until she is still reluctant to show her true self.

"Tonight, you can't sleep in your room!" marshal said he ate it.

"Why, Master?" Viona looked at the Marshal in confusion.

"Sleep in my room!" Viona. Should I sleep with Marshal again? That was excruciating.

"But, Mister. I can't. I'll just sleep in my room, okay?"

"can't. You sleep in my room!" Marshal stood up, his food was up, he moved out of the dining room leaving Viona alone there with a sense of annoyance that began to spread.

Viona tidied the dining table assisted by Erni. There weren't many servants in the house because the Marshal allowed them to take a day off. But not with Erni, she still works because Erni is the most trusted Marshal worker and also she is a worker who has known Marshal for a long time.

Before working at the Marshal's house, Erni worked at Vishnu's house. When Marshal moved house a few months ago, it was Erni who he brought to be employed with him because Marshal already knew Erni and believed Erni could be trusted.

"What are you doing?"

Viona flips over, she is surprised to find the Marshal already there. "Sir..."

The marshal approached Viona, standing beside her. "What are you doing here? What are you doing?" Marshal looks at the kitchen sink containing dirty equipment. Then he looked at Viona's hand, which was holding a spoon full of foam.

"I washed the dishes, sir."

Marshal thermagu in place. He saw Viona couldn't believe it. "It's true Rio said. He does things like this. Did I not see wrong? This is a Primary boy, right?" inner Marshal was surprised to see what Viona was doing.

Erni stopped her steps as she entered the kitchen. He was shocked to see the Marshal who was there. Erni immediately bowed, "Master..."

Marshal immediately turned to Erni with a sharp look. "Where are you from?"

"Will you be angry to see Miss washing the dishes?" inner Erni.

Erni gulped her saliva roughly hearing Marshal's suppressive tone. "I'm from behind, taking out the trash at Miss's behest, Mister," Erni said softly with fear. He was afraid Marshal would get mad at him.

"Did he always do this?" Erni nodded softly. He can't possibly lie.

Viona looked at Marshal, strange to see him. Why Marshal did not seem to like Viona to do that to ask Erni. Is there something wrong with what Viona did? Doesn't that include carrying out orders from Marshal, if Viona is a servant, then she should do all that, right?

"What else is he doing besides this?" marshal asked Erni but his gaze was on Viona. He still could not believe what he saw.

Erni glanced at Viona for a moment. He hesitated to speak. "Miss does a lot of work, sir. I've already banned it but Miss whistles loudly wants to work on it." Erni sighed for a moment. "Miss also cleaned the house, washed clothes, and even arranged the back garden" Erni reported softly. I don't know why he was nervous. Feels on trial in the kitchen by his own employer.

The dumbfounded marshal rounded his eyes, he shook his head. Really can't believe it. "He did all that? Can she?" Confused Marshal in heart.

Confused Viona saw the Marshal, she asked. "Why is that, sir? Is something wrong?"

Marshal smiled, why is his wife so far from what he thought. "Why did you do all that?"

Viona frowned, isn't that what the Marshal wanted? Why would Marshal even ask like that?

"Sir, didn't you say I was a servant? Why Mr. lak－"

The marshal looked up at Viona's words. "So you're doing all this because of what I said?" Viona nodded even though she was still confused by the Marshal.

Erni was even glued to the spot. "It turns out that sir actually said that Miss is a waiter? I thought Miss was just bragging, "her inner self, surprised to know that the thing she thought was a joke turned out to be reality. Once Marshal to consider his own wife as a servant.

Marshal clucked, he didn't actually mean to actually make Viona a servant. There was another reason he said that. But deep down, she didn't actually make Viona a servant. Marshal did not think it out, it turns out that Viona really lived whatever Marshal said, even being a servant though.

"But, Mister. Nanggung, let me finish this first."

"No need. You come with me! Erni, get the job done!" Marshal passed out of the kitchen.

Despite her confusion, Viona does what Marshal says. He immediately washed his hands and followed the steps of the Marshal.

"What did you mean to say that? Didn't he say that I was a waiter himself, but why did he not seem to like me doing that? What's wrong with sir? Confusing," muttered Viona.

As Marshal climbed the stairs, Viona soon caught up with him.

"Lake in!" According to Viona, he entered the Marshal room followed by Marshal who then closed the door.

"Sit there!" Show Marshal on the couch. Viona also complied. His mind is still confused. Very confused.

The marshal stood in front of Viona, his hands folded in the chest. "You do all that every day?" Viona nodded like a begi. He sat down in disbelief while the Marshal stood up with a gaze that was hard to decipher. Viona felt like a little child who was being nagged by her mother but knew nothing.

"Why do that?" Again, Viona was getting clueless at the Marshal. Why is this Marshal? He considered Viona a servant, but when Viona did something like that, why did Marshal ask?

"Sir, I'm just doing my job-"

"That's not your job!!" marshal snapped firmly, Viona's heart to the point of jumping from her chest cavity in shock.

Viona held her breath for a moment. "Master himself said I'm a waiter here. So, I did the job. What's the problem, sir? Did I make a mistake?"

Marshal sighed, scooping the face violently. "Why is he so submissive." he murmured.

Marshal sat beside Viona. He looked at the face of his wife. "Do I have to be honest with you?"

"I mean, Mister?"

"Look," Marshal sat down, "actually I don't really mean to say that. You forget my words! I didn't really make you a waitress. You're my wife here."

Viona fell silent. He re-digested the Marshal's speech.

He didn't make me a waiter? Then why did he say I was just a waiter here?

"Sorry, Sir. But, I really don't understand."

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"Rio, get Viona here!" tell Marshal who then goes into his room. He had just returned home after taking Amanda to his house.

"Good, Sir." Rio passed towards Viona's room, running the order from the Marshal.

When he was about to enter the bathroom and wanted to open the tuxedo he used during the reception, his steps stopped. Marshal heard his phone ring. He immediately snatched it from his pants pocket.

"Hello, what's wrong?"

"Have you reached home yet?"

"Yes, why? Have you missed me? We just met a few minutes ago, you miss me, huh?"

There was laughter there. Amanda, the woman who called Marshal. "I just want to make sure you don't do the first night with him? I want you to treat him harshly."

Marshal was stunned to hear Amanda's words. "I can't do that, Manda. Don't be weird!"

"Oh, so you want to do the first night with him? Huh yeah?" Marshal let out a rough sigh, Amanda's tone sounded very emotional. "That's not what I mean, I can't be rude to her, Manda."

"You don't have the heart for him? Do you love her?" The marshal shook his head quickly even though Amanda couldn't see him. "No, it's not that. It's just that I don't want to be rude to him. What if he complains to his family?"

"I don't want to know, anyway you have to rude him. Give him the impression that you are cruel, and he feels enslaved. Until he regrets marrying you."

Marshal again let out a rough sigh. "Dear mom... I can't－"

"Don't want to know. Just gotta!"

"But Manda..."

A knock came from the door of his room, Marshal turned briefly at the door that had not yet opened. "It was before, yeah. There's someone here. I'll call you back later" he told Amanda.

"No, don't shut it down! I want to hear you treat him harshly. Just let the call stay connected. I want to hear everything."

"All right." Marshal put his cell phone down, with the position on the table without disconnecting.

Rio and Viona enter. Marshal breathed deeply. "I'm doing this because of you, Manda," he said in his heart.

"Why are you taking so long?" the snapping of Marshal made Viona's heart race even faster. She's shocked. The marshal suddenly made a high-pitched voice.

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