Because of the compulsion

Messed

"Oh, my goodness .. look! In just overnight my master had reincarnated into a kingpin," Rio muttered after knocking and the door of the room opened displaying his unusual-looking master figure.

Marshal stood in the doorway with a collapsed appearance. Hair is disheveled, dark circles under the eyes are so obvious and do not forget the clothes that are so stylish list today.

Wearing light blue pajamas with improperly attached buttons. More precisely to hide. The bottom of the shirt looks not the same length. The upper part is not scattered and after careful examination, it turns out Marshal wearing pajamas .. upside down?

"Sir, do we need to see a mental doctor?"

"Hm?" The marshal stared at him unfocused with his eyes still half-circumcised. Maybe just a few minutes his employer was asleep. "What are you doing here? I'm sleepy." He covered his mouth with his hands as he yawned.

"Sorry, bother, sir. But, it's noon. Are you not going to the office?"

"I'm sleepy. Today will not go anywhere" he replied lazily. Back into the room.

Rio followed from behind. Sighs deeply to see the Marshal who is back lying on the bed. "There's a meeting with the directors today. Is Mister gonna cancel it?"

"What time does it start? Just set it up virtually! I'm lazy to go outside." Marshal pulls the blanket over his head.

"It should be another ten minutes already."

"What?" The marshal grabbed the blanket and sat down. Looking at Rio with surprise. His assistant is busy staring at the phone screen. "Why not tell me?" Marshal got out of bed. Walk to the bathroom quickly.

Rio turned his head for a while and refocused on his phone. "Didn't I remind you last night? I guess Master still remembers it."

Marshal clucked in annoyance. He forgot that Rio said it last night. His mind was chaotic thinking of two women, so did not focus on work. "Yes, set up as soon as possible for virtual meetings. I'll take a shower."

"But, Master," Rio looked at the Marshal who was already at the bathroom door in a daze. "how long does it still take to get dressed? Even all the meeting participants are ready in the room, just waiting for Mister."

"Argh, yes, already. Quickly prepare my clothes! I'll wash my face and brush my teeth first."

Rio snorted looking at the closed bathroom door. Why is he the one who prepared the marshal's clothes?

"Enht bother!" he walked to the wardrobe.

"Where's the shirt?" The marshal went into the wardrobe room with his face still wet. Rio was still staring in front of his shirt cabinet.

"I'm confused, which one do you want to wear?"

Marshal glared sharply. She thought Rio had finished getting clothes for her. "You're not becus. Watch out!" Rio's nudged violently until almost toppled over. Marshal chooses his own clothes.

"Why, Master?" Rio was puzzled to see Marshal who was only speechless looking at his row of expensive shirts. Glanced here and there, but none of them he took.

Marshal grimaced while rubbing his face rough. "It's usually my wife who chooses clothes, Yo," she murmured.

Rio grunting. He thinks what's up. It turns out that Marshal only remembers Viona. "Master, hurry! The meeting is only three minutes away and must begin. All the directors are waiting."

"Attep, Yo. Just get the equipment ready in my room." Marshal's out of there. Walk towards the nightstand next to the bed. He took a cell phone to call someone.

"Whose sir called? Meetings－"

"Hurry and get everything ready in my room! I'll be there soon after I call my wife."

I want Rio to feel like a Marshal's hair. The meeting should have started, but the Marshal instead took the time to call his wife who was now out of nowhere. "Let's call madam. Now you get ready to change your clothes. Want to wear your pajamas upside down like this?"

"Shut up! Just get the meeting ready! You don't understand my wishes," snapped the Marshal who was still trying to contact Viona for the third time. But, the call still nothing is received.

Rio stepped with a hard leg. Upset has arrived. Marshal is stressed like that so do not know the time, but the meeting should have started two minutes ago. If it had been like this, Rio was forced to rewind time unilaterally. The directors must be nagging, but how else, their own superiors are catapulting.

***

Viona looked at Rahma in confusion. The phone he put on the table, just kept ringing. They are now in the living room in the house of Vishnu. Only Rahma and Viona are. Vishnu had left for work early in the morning and Michelle had also left for school.

From last night, ninety-seven calls from the Marshal had gone into his cell phone. There was nothing Viona received because it was not obtained by Rahma and Vishnu. They say, "Let the Marshal think grown-up. The child must be punished in order to have a deterrent effect."

"Off! Let him be frustrated!" rahma said casually. See television shows featuring soap operas on flying fish channels. "Mama was disappointed with him. Especially you're his wife. Never mind, just let him receive punishment! The boy's gone too far."

Viona just nodded. Whatever his father-in-law said, he never denied it or timpali. He was still confused as to how. So, it's better to be quiet before the Marshal gets it all done.

Ringing calls on Viona's phone stopped, replaced by the sound of incoming message notifications.

Rahma took Viona's phone. "The planet Marsmellow sends another message" he said.

Viona smelled a smile. If Rahma mentioned the name of the contact, she always felt amused but felt guilty as well actually. But, because it was responsibility, Rahma also already knew the name of her husband's contact, she could not explain it when Rahma asked, "Why is the contact name 'Si Planet Marsmellow'?"

Viona simply replied, "Just a prank name."

"Zahra, honey, pick up the phone." Rahma read the contents of the message that somehow to how many tens of her husband.

Viona fell silent after listening to the contents of the message read by her in-laws. Is Marshal going to take her on the show again? Tumben once he brought a call of affection for her.

"Darling, pick up first. Just sec. I want to talk." Rahma read the next message.

Viona was silent. What happened to Marshal? The affectionate call was not usual if he was not in a show. And again, at this hour Marshal should be at work, why is he still busy calling her?

"The child ...." Rahma shook her head slowly and kept Viona's phone back on the table. "You should never want to melt his seduction. He's a brash. He betrayed you. So you better stay away from him. Chal does not deserve forgiveness. Fortunately, he has a patient wife like you. If papa Vishnu who cheated, already mama beubeuk was his head until the good."

Viona smiled amusedly. All women will also be inflamed like Rahma if she knows her husband is cheating. But that doesn't apply to him. For what reason Viona tortured Marshal, while she herself did not mind if her husband had a lover.

"Ran mama," Rahma picked up the cake that was on the table. Put it in her mouth while watching television. "why are you so ordinary when she embraces another woman? Aren't you angry?"

"Not angry, but not yet, Ma. Yesterday I wanted to be angry, but there was Mama, "he told me in a lie. How could he possibly be angry, if jealousy alone did not exist.

"You should have been angry yesterday! If she needs her hair. Mama's whole thing is the same tin Kong Guan who is a model's pretentious," grumbled Rahma excitedly.

"Kaleng kong guan?" He smelled a smile. It's funny how Rahma nicknamed Amanda.

"Yes, can Kong Guan. Outside it looks good and expensive, but the contents are just tenuous. Big zone."

Instead of wanting to laugh, Viona wonders, why did Rahma nicknamed Amanda? What is Amanda?

***

"Master, can you hurry up a little? The meeting participants are all ready," shouted Rio behind the door.

Marshal immediately stepped up. Throwing your phone on the bed. The call did not go to Viona. Maybe it's better for him to obey Rio's orders first, let the relationship matter be taken care of later.

Now he grumbled softly. Who is the master of it? Why did he so obey Rio? "Argh, stop. I'm late." He went straight into the dressing room. Undressing his pajamas and wearing his shirt and suit.

"Come on! I want the meeting to be over soon. After the meeting, I'll call my wife again." Marshal came out of his room. Walked hurriedly to his office. She did not care about Rio who had been chattering behind her. Marshal wants to get the job done immediately and be able to solve the problem as well.

"Master sure you want to start a meeting?" rio asked in disbelief as the Marshal was already sitting on his great chair. The laptop is ready in front of it.

"I'm sure. It's too late, isn't it? So, quickly start the meeting!"

"With this appearance?" Rio pointed at the body of Marshal with a hold of laughter.

"Why indeed? I'm all set. My clothes are polite and neat." Marshal combed a bit of her hair with hand fingers. Justifies a slightly angled tie position. And finally rub the cheeks and lips so that you can smile beautifully.

Rio gaped at the words of the Marshal. "Revidently, this kind of appearance was already polite?" He examined the appearance of the master with amusement.

Marshal looked down and checked his clothes. He was stunned himself when he realized,

"Oh, shit! I forgot to put on my pants."