Because of the compulsion

Emotion

"If I want a divorce?"

Marshal's eyes are sharply rounded. "What are you talking about, anyway? Don't talk so recklessly! I TOLD YOU THERE WON'T BE A WORD OF DIVORCE BETWEEN US!"

Viona was shocked to see the anger of the Marshal. Though Viona only said 'if', but Marshal was angry with her. What if Viona really says her inner voice wants a divorce? Is her husband going to go on a rampage there?

"Never talk about divorce with me! We'll never be apart, okay!"

"Master, I－"

"What?! Don't ever say that word to me again!" Marshal stood up straight from his seat. Closer to Viona, then stood in front of his wife who started to look scared. "Once again you say divorce in front of me, then I will lock you in the room forever! I'll never let you go, Zahra!"

He opened his eyes a few times. Viona tried to look calm facing her inflamed husband. Marshal looks so angry at him. She looked up to pierce her husband's sharp eyes. "Master?"

Marshal's jaw hardened, looking at Viona angrily. He could not accept that the divorce sentence had just come out of his wife's mouth. With a single move, the Marshal lowered his head. His hand cupped Viona's jaw. Forced kiss his wife's lips were still shocked.

Viona tried to escape, but the Marshal did not let her head off in the slightest. He held his nape strong. The marshal kissed her so angry that Viona kept on revolting. She felt abused by her own husband. Viona is aware, if she's his wife Marshal and it's okay to be touched by her own husband. But, this is not how. The treatment of Marshal is tantamount to harassment. Moreover, the kiss more savage makes Viona can no longer bear to be released.

His position was sitting with the Marshal bowing to him. Now Viona confronts her body right at the Marshal. She moved her right hand to touch Marshal's chest so that her husband's kiss was getting out of control. Slowly the hand went up and rubbed the rough neck of her husband. Her feelings were already angry, Viona could not think clearly anymore. He doesn't care if Marshal dies later. Viona just wants to escape her husband's brutal kiss.

Slowly the fingers tap the point of the neck of the Marshal. The more pressure the sharper the piercing. Marshal strangled. He fell to the floor after removing his kiss.

Gasping for breath, Viona picked up the tissue on the table. Moaning her lipstick lips in a mess. His gaze was sharp as he saw Marshal who had fallen on the floor was breathing while rubbing his neck.

Feel it!

What Viona did just now must have caused her pain. If the pressure lasts a long time, then the blood to the brain will stop because the carotid artery is blocked. If blood does not travel to the brain, the brain will lack an important oxygen supply. As a result of the blockage of the blood vessels can cause paralysis and eventually claimed death. Viona had to do it so Marshal could get away from her. No matter her husband was going to die, Viona could not bear to continue being forced like that.

No one spoke in the room. Only the sound of their breaths could be heard. The couple looked at each other sharply. Both exude a burning anger. However, between the two just fell silent.

Viona kept her lips on the table. Making an appearance for a moment, he sat back down. Trying hard to stop herself from beating her husband, Viona takes Marshal's glass with lemon tea. No matter who it was, Viona needed some self-restraint. He gulped it down the toilet. It was forced because he had not ordered anything.

After storing the glass, Viona turned her gaze to the Marshal who was trying to get up. Her husband still rubbed his neck slowly, then he sat down on the chair again. Faced with his wife who had been cruel to him. Viona is really scary. If forcefully kissed, he always replied with no feelings. Marshal's intention was to silence his wife's mouth so as not to say the word 'divorce' again, but Viona was out of control.

The first thing Marshal ever got was a giggle from a tie if he kissed her in the morning. Then a foot gush. Then a stranglehold around her neck and now Viona almost took her life. I don't know where Viona's skills came from. With a shrewd move his originally intoxicating hand even into a pressure that could snap his blood path. Really, what Viona did was always beyond her expectations. Viona has a million behaviors that Marshal doesn't know right.

"What did you do just now? Why even－"

"We speak well, sir." Viona looked calm now. Facing the Marshal, he did not shine a sharp gaze anymore.

The marshal finally followed to calm himself down first. He wanted to drink, but his glass was empty due to his wife's behavior. He could only swallow. Resetting the breath that is still not regular.

Inhaled deep breaths. Viona had to forget what happened just now. He should focus on expressing whatever is on his mind right now. The Marshal's problem is in a relationship with Amanda, so it also drags her name. The matter had to be resolved soon because Viona was already tired of facing everything.

"What will you do next? If I can't say divorce, then what solution can you give me?" Viona started off calmly. His gaze looked seriously at the Marshal who was also looking at him.

"I'll get it all done, Ra. Just calm down!"

"How can I calm down, sir, if I am carried away in this matter. Even now my family knows it."

Sit facing Viona. Marshal. His wife looked calm, but from the look of his eyes said something else. "Later tonight, I'll talk in front of everyone. I will definitely be able to finish it, believe me!"

Viona. Seems to be thinking. The right and left hands interlock on the table. Viona lowered her head. "I hope the problem can be resolved quickly" he said softly.

Marshal nodded quickly. "The problem I will solve. I promise, Ra! But, remember, don't you ever discuss divorce with me again! Because I'll never let you go!"

New Viona looked up. "Divorce will still be discussed, sir. They will definitely suggest this to end the problem. I also couldn't possibly avoid it, if later they asked me about how it went."

Viona clucked slowly. Marshal so loading, if it is in a situation like this. "I've said, papa Vishnu always gives me advice to sue for divorce. He said he'd agree, if I did that."

"So, you really want us to get divorced?" The eyes of Marshal began to sharpen. The flames of anger came back to life within him. If Viona says divorce, she's always inflamed because she's so unwilling for it to happen. "Why?"

Viona was silent. Put two lips in. Many sentences that he wanted to say to Marshal, but did not dare. Viona was afraid that Marshal would get mad at her. Whether it was because of the contents of his mind or because of the sentence that was thrown from his mouth. She was confused to speak in front of her husband right now.

"Zahrah!" press Marshal to confirm his estimate. "Don't tell me you want that ...?" Marshal's head shook his head slowly as his brain thought that Viona wanted it. Looking at Viona who was just speechless, she got scared. Marshal was really scared that Viona would want them to get a divorce. "My jaw! You don't want a divorce, do you? Why, huh? Didn't you ever mind my relationship with Amanda? But why are you even like this now? So, you've been jealous of her all this time? Da? Answer me, Zahra!"

With doubt Viona looked at the Marshal. Maybe it was time for him to bring out everything in his mind. It was time for him to reveal what he disliked.

"Honestly," Viona began to speak softly, "to date I have not been able to accept this marriage, sir."

Marshal was stunned to hear it. So, Viona has never accepted her wedding? Marshal thought Viona had accepted it, because seeing from the attitude of Viona who began to be comfortable in her home and willing to do her duty as a wife, Marshal thought Viona could follow her role wholeheartedly. But, apparently not? Marshal's heart felt pinched hearing the grievous confession.

"I have never questioned your relationship with Miss Amanda. It's not your relationship that's my problem, it's destiny." Viona looked back. Apply index finger on the table surface to eliminate clumsiness. "I always felt like this marriage was a disaster for me. It all happened so quickly and unbelievable. Even our marriage is not based on love."

Viona shook her head slowly. Take a breath and throw it away slowly. Crying to be able to look at the Marshal that looks chaotic. "Actually, what kind of marriage are we having, sir?"

Marshal fell silent with a sad look in his eyes. Looks teary. Viona does set every sentence in her speech feels convoluted, but she understands and knows what Viona will say next. His lips are too thick to speak. Everything had yet to happen, but his heart was already throbbing pain. For some reason, his anger could not be let out after hearing the bitter confession from his wife's mouth.

"If it wasn't for you having merit towards my family. I have my own goals and desires. But, fate instead said another and brought me to this situation." Viona smiled wryly. Back to breathing. "Two days I was pondering away from Master. I just realized .. This marriage that you made turned out to have many thorns. Master invited me to swim in the endless ocean with various storms that hit. However, unfortunately the storm itself made it. I'm just a follower who always accompanies you wherever you take me. I'm tired, Sir. I can't stand it if I keep playing. Master was too far away teaching me to keep lying to play a drama. Cover up one and another's problems."

The marshal looked down at her hand that Viona had her hands on. He gently brushed it attentively. Viona grasped it tightly as if it was hard to let go. The heart of the warmed Marshal received that treatment. She felt Viona was only hers and remained for her. But the world collapsed instantly. Her heart pounded violently as Viona took the Marshal's hand closer to her face. Kiss the back of his hand politely and gently rub it back.

"If I can file for divorce, then I want it now."

Marshal shook his head quickly. Reply holding Viona's hand tightly. "No. I'll never let you sue for divorce. We'll never be apart, Ra. We will stay together" Marshal said with fear.

Viona shook her head. "But I can't continue this marriage, sir. Please allow me to make a decision. Divorce－"

"NO!" Marshal stared intently at Viona. "Don't ever say that to me again! I will keep our marriage. You think marriage is a game, you easily say divorce?!"

"Master started the game, I just followed." Marshal frowned inside. Not understanding the meaning of Viona's sentence. His wife was fond of using sentences that were difficult to digest. "If you don't play games with this marriage, how could you possibly intertwine it to the branched? Miss Amanda? And the secrets you have hidden from many. It's not a wedding, sir, but a game."

Marshal further tightened the grip on Viona's hand as his wife kept trying to escape. He couldn't let Viona get away from him just like that. Now Viona is getting brave for him. Even the arguments his wife put out felt so sharply insinuating him.

"Mr ...."

"No!" Marshal locked Viona's sight. The grip on the hand was getting more excruciating. "I won't let you go, Zahra. You're my wife, you shouldn't say that to your own husband."

Viona laughed blandly. Finally giving up with the grasp of Marshal so stifling. "O, huh? I guess I'm not a wife, but a doll. Master only married me to cover all the secrets, didn't he?"

Marshal's eyes are sharply rounded. Viona is getting bolder to him, even Viona's words are getting everywhere. What Viona said was completely untrue. She never thought of Viona as her puppet. Viona is his wife and will remain his wife.

"You talk, Zahra! Never talk about the no-no!"

"Good." Viona smiled sweetly. "I just want to tell you, sir, if I am tormented by this marriage. I could never accept this marriage wholeheartedly, even though I was hinting at it. I just want you to understand, if I am also a human who wants freedom, not the pressure you give me. Let me choose, Sir."

The Marshal's head shook his head not liking his wife's words. A single tear almost fell from its place. Marshal tried hard to fend off all the bad thoughts that were hitting him.

"Sorry, Sir. I chose to retreat. Let's just end this wedding! The matter of your service to my family .. I'm sincere, if you will do anything to us. I want to be free."

"No. No, Ra! Nay! I can't. Please, no!" The marshal kissed Viona's hand which he held full of fear. "I can't lose you, baby! Really, I don't want us to get divorced. I beg you, hold on in a minute, I'll finish."

Viona remained steadfast in her stance. The decision is round. He thought about it carefully. Marshal's service problem, he'll be trying to get it back. With money back, not devotion anymore. Viona is tired of pretending. Tired of continuing to play the part. He can't hold out much longer. If the farewell is better, then he will do it. Life like in iron bars makes it crowded and can not stand alone. Viona. He wants freedom. Let the divorce be the end result.