Because of the compulsion

That ... A joint?

It's so sad!

The Sunday he used to go through with laughter, had now turned miserable.

Marshal's at the holiday home. Inevitably Viona must accompany him who without a second Marshal let Viona slip from his sight.

She is locked up in a room by the Marshal on the grounds that she doesn't want Viona to behave like she did last night when Viona tried to get away from her.

Viona drifted away also not without reason, she only remembered Amanda's words. Not that Viona was afraid of Amanda's warning, it's just that she didn't want to ruin Marshal's relationship with her lover. He does not want to interfere in their affairs. If Amanda finds out, Viona and Marshal sleep in bed, then it's certain that Amanda will be angry and may hate and even abuse her.

Viona doesn't want that to happen. He must maintain the relationship of others and keep his word to Amanda that Viona should not let Marshal touch her.

Be last night Viona forced to sleep in her room. But the powerful Marshal, still did not let Viona. He still requires Viona to sleep with him with various threats that make Viona scared.

When did he die? I want to get out. If he stays here, when can I breathe? inner Viona.

Dejection by looking at a cell phone. Viona sat sideways, avoiding the gaze of Marshal who had not been able to see her beautiful face.

From the morning, Viona was not allowed to leave the Marshal's room. He can only come out at breakfast, and then with Marshal. Viona snorted softly, why is her life like this? There is no freedom at all. He really felt... imprisoned.

****

Two men of different ages but listed in the same family card stood in front of a large door stuttering white marble with a luxurious, large flash.

  Several times the bell was rung, but the door was not opened. They wait in silence. But smile a second later.

There was a woman's face wearing a uniform. Smile friendly when opening the door. "Sorry, who do you want to see?" ask the woman who seems to be the resident of the house in uniform. In a rude sense, servant.

"I want to see the Marshal sir" said the middle-aged man.

The waiter nodded and smiled. "good. Please come in, sir!"

The two men who were father and son entered after being invited.

"Please sit down first! I'll pass it to you first."

Arga and her son were sitting on the sofa while the woman passed from the living room. Meet Marshal who was in his room with the young mistress.

The marshal opened the door of his room as a knocking sound rang out. "What's wrong?"

The woman looked down. "There's a guest here to see you, sir."

Marshal. He doesn't remember having an appointment this afternoon. Who's been to see him? "I'll be right down. Give the guest a treat!"

"Good, Sir." The working woman bowed and passed.

Marshal returned to his room. Viona is still engrossed with a cell phone in hand to ignore her husband.

"I'm down first. There are guests, he said."

"Hmmm..." Viona simply muttered and nodded without turning her head. Marshal, upset with his wife's attitude, sat down next to Viona and forcibly snatched his phone.

Viona looked at the Marshal. He was shocked but also upset. While busy exchanging news with his best friend, instead bullied by Marshal.

"Why? Wanna mad? I'm the one who should be angry, "Marshal said putting Viona's phone in her chino-pants pocket. "I'm talking but you don't pay attention to it and are engrossed in your phone."

Viona. Playing fingers on the lap. "Sorry, sir," he said softly. It was seen once if he regretted his actions and felt guilty towards the Marshal. But in his heart, though,

Is he deaf? Didn't I listen to her even? Why did he say I didn't notice it? Then what should I do? I have to record his voice and keep it in my pants pocket? Let him know if I'll heed him? It sucks! inner Viona.

Marshal sighed. Staring at Viona with clinging. The face of the wife looked up. "If I speak, look at me! Don't ignore me!" Viona just nodded like a boy who was warned not to buy oak cream, but tomorrow he broke.

Yeah, that's Viona. Tomorrow he will too. Nodding again, scolded again. Just keep it that way. For a long time Viona's head will be like a doll taped to the dashboard of a car. Nodding his head while waving.

"There's a guest downstairs. I have to see him. You don't leave the room before I get back!"

Yasudah. There go! Why stay here? viona's inner chirps.

Marshal passed out of the room. Viona cussed in a mutter. Marshal's attitude always sucks. Now what can he do? His phone was confiscated by Marshal and will likely be returned for a long time.

"It sucks!"

Marshal sculpts when entering the living room. From a distance away, he was transfixed to see the presence of Arga and ... Joints.

He had no problem with the arrival of Arga, because Arga had previously been informed if he would visit his house to have a little casual conversation about their new project. However, Arga promised that night would come, not day.

Why is there a joint there? Why did Arga invite Jendi to come? If Viona saw it, Marshal could not imagine how it would be.

It could be that Viona instead returned to remembering Joints and left Marshal just like that. He doesn't want that to happen. Anyway, Do not let Viona know the arrival of Joints.

But Marshal breathed a little relieved. He had locked Viona up and warned her not to come out of the room. So there's little chance if Viona meets Joints.

"Assalamu'alikum, dear Lord Arga! I think it will come later tonight" Marshal said kindly. Hands out to Arga.

"Vaalaikumsalam. Sorry, I didn't report back" Arga said condolently.

Marshal turned to look at Joints. Stretched out his hands and did not forget to show a friendly smile to show his formality.

The sight of the two locked in silence. The joint instantly exposed the glare of his hostility at the first glance. The handshake between them grew stronger without any intention of letting go of one of them.

Arga felt bad when she saw them facing each other in silence. He was wrong to obey Jendi's desire to come along. Arga knows, the situation must be like this when Joints and Marshal are met. Hence from the beginning he refused Joints to come along.

However, with all the enticement of Jendi, Arga finally allowed because Jendi threatened to live abroad with her grandmother if not allowed to join.

Arga cleared his throat slowly to relieve the tension and slowly they let go of the hand post.

"Please sit!" marshal said with a smile. He should be able to hold back. Arga is, after all, his business partner. He had to respect Arga, even though the hostility Joints emitted had already received.

During a conversation with Arga, Marshal occasionally glanced at Joints who dizzy looking at every corner of the room. It seems like Joints are looking for Viona's whereabouts.

Marshal smiled faintly. Joints will not be able to meet Viona because the Marshal has locked her in the room and Viona could not dare to refute the Marshal's words to get out.

"But it seems the funds spent are also maximal. Most likely, our project will be completed quickly," said Arga got a happy nod from Marshal.

"Em, sir," said Jendi, "Where's the Viona, huh?"

The silent marshal looked at Joints sharply. His hands clenched over his lap. Surprised at once. Likewise with Arga who immediately glared his eyes at Joints.

Joints might ask Marshal like that. Though Arga had warned before leaving, so that Joints did not discuss Viona in front of the Marshal. Now Joints is doing the stupid thing that has been warned many times, but still he asked.

Arga glanced at the Marshal who instead smiled at him. He became embarrassed at what Joints had asked. But Marshal instead smiled as if Joints had done nothing wrong.

"Viona's in the room. He's resting" said Marshal, holding his voice so that it sounds as friendly as possible in front of Arga. His heart was already cursing violently. How dare Jendi ask Viona to him.

Joints look disappointed to hear Marshal's words. He was eager to meet Viona.

Arga touched Jendi's hand as she was about to speak again. Arga's sharp gaze warned Jendi to fall silent and stop talking to Marshal. But the hot Joints held back the longing, she asked, "Can I meet Viona?"

Marshal. This kid is getting brave. It feels like Marshal would have stuffed his mouth with a bogeman if there wasn't an Arga there.

Arga who was already flabbergasted, clutching his hand tightly until his son grimaced. They looked. Of course Arga's gaze was very sharp when warning. Joints so bowed to the wishes of his father.

Marshal can calm down a little when Joints are silent. In a sense of awkwardness, Arga and Marshal again discussed the company and ignored the thing that had just felt gripping.

"Mba! Erni MBA!"

Deg, Marshal's body immediately stiffened when he heard the voice of his wife screaming. And so is Arga. But Jendi, he immediately stood up to immediately meet the idol.

Arga swiftly held his hand Joints that would move. "Sit down!" he said softly at Joints with full emphasis.

Joints were staring around, he wanted to see Viona. Arga's warning he ignored. Just focused on finding Viona's whereabouts. He wanted to take another step, but Arga was getting stronger to hold him back. "Shut up here!" said Arga with a clean sliver but still give his sharp spotlight.

Marshal's breathing is irregular. His heart was the same, not because. Don't let Viona and Joints meet. He was also furious, why Viona instead went down instead of just staying in the room according to his orders.

  The joints cannot calm down. Stay wobbly. Missing to meet Viona was very strong she felt. He must immediately search for Viona's whereabouts at all costs.

The atmosphere of the living room turned tense. Quietness. No one made a sound between them. Until their bodies back tense when Viona's voice again sounded.

"Mba, where?" yelled Viona again.

Marshal didn't want to take any chances. He immediately stood up to approach Viona before his wife reached the living room and saw Joints. But he lost fast. Viona was already walking closer towards the living room. He smiled at Marshal. As it turned out, Viona had yet to notice the presence of Joints.

"Master, Mba Erni kema－" Viona stopped her steps as the Marshal swiftly hugged her from the front. Prevent Viona from looking towards the living room. But the uncomfortable Viona, immediately revolted and broke away.

"I'm looking for Mba Erni, sir. Did you see him?" Viona looked up at the Marshal who was already sweating at the temple. "I－"

"Viona!"

Deg. Viona immediately fell silent to the sound of a call that was familiar to her. That sound? The voice he had been avoiding lately. Why did it sound back?

"Viona, it's me, Vi!"

The call was heard again. Viona did not dare to move. Breath choked. Did he hear wrong? Why is the sound the same as ...

"Vi, I miss you."

Viona pushed the body of the Marshal in its way. He stared at the spot looking at the person who was already standing there, looking at him.

The one who occupies his heart. The person he loves. It's right here. In front of.

Am I dreaming? That ... A joint? Why is he here?