Enough In The Heart
Sorry, darlin...

After Wulan took the luggage, he and Marco immediately set foot to the car Raymond had prepared to go to the city x, the city of Icha. The journey that takes not too long, makes Marco more eager to meet the lover of the heart. Longing mixed with guilt that is increasingly mountainous, feels like it is about to explode out the lava. I remember my grandfather's question before he left.

"Are you sure Marissa will forgive you and want to get back together?" ask pessimistic grandfather.

"He's just mine, cake. I'm his place back." said Marco confidently. Grandpa laughed and hugged his grandson. His love for Marissa makes Marco will do anything to get his girl to come back.

Marco could have used a private jet to get to town x. However, Marco is not the type of CEO who likes to show off possessions. He prefers to blend in with others. Except, there is an urgent matter that requires him to get to a place immediately. It is also outside Indonesia.

The three people who were in one car fell silent without a word. The driver is more focused on the road ahead. Marco was engrossed in looking out the car window while enduring the turmoil in his chest. While Wulan as a guide is happy because long-buried long-time longs finally treated. I miss my hometown and family. During work Wulan just returned to his hometown. He only got permission for two days.

"How long hasn't it been back home?" Marco's voice rang out breaking the silence. Wulan looked back. Yes, Wulan was sitting next to the driver.

"Almost 6 months, sir. After starting to be active in the office." he said politely.

"You haven't told Marissa that I'm coming today?" ask Marco to investigate. Because, before they departed from Jakarta, Marco had warned not to tell Icha first. He wanted to surprise his girlfriend.

"Yet, sir. There's no way I'm telling him. I want to see him happy with your surprise tonight." replied Wulan quickly. He smiled happily imagining the happiness that would approach Icha, his best friend.

Marco smiled happily as well.

"Yes. run like yesterday's plan, don't fail to persuade him to Vila GT." Wulan nodded obediently.

Marco glanced at his watch. At 15:45 minutes. The journey from the capital of West Java to the small city x takes 3.5 hours. In an hour, they'll be in town x.

Marco took a deep breath. He pulled out his cell phone and started checking the work Raymond sent to his email.

Raymond was indeed a very reliable assistant. His dedication to the company especially to Marco is beyond doubt. There were even some of Marco's clients who were more disinclined to Raymond than to Marco, his master. It was because Raymond always showed his fangs if there were enemy opponents who touched Marco.

"Sir, we're in town x." Wulan. Marco lifted his head looking out the window. He was busy answering emails and reading files, so he did not realize that the car had reached its destination. Marco's heart rippled. In this town the girl is hiding. He raised the corner of his lips a little. Happy and longing are mixed.

The car entered the 5-star hotel area of GT Corp. There are many accommodations provided by GT Corp in this city. From five-star hotels to simple inns but with adequate facilities. There are schools and campuses are also very cheap and can be reached by parents who are mostly farmers.

All of this was on the orders of Mr. LG, founder and owner of GT Corp. Since then, this city has become different from other small cities in Bandung. That's all grandfather did because his late wife came from this cool little town. Plus his former granddaughter-in-law came from this city. Makes grandfather happy and very supportive of Marco and Icha's relationship.

"You can go home. Don't forget to take Marissa to Vila GT tonight." Marco said before entering the hotel lobby. Wulan nodded politely signaling she understood what Marco was telling her to do and immediately carried out the order. They also separated. Wulan was escorted by a driver to his house which was not too far from the hotel.

Wulan arrived at her house just after Maghrib. It's getting dark.

"Miss..." She was greeted by her mother who hugged her tightly. "Thank God you're home. I miss you so much." - Mom in the arms of her eldest daughter. "Well, don't you tell me if you want to go home? Let me make you your favorite food." Sumi's mother's complaints were not informed about Wulan's return.

"Wulan wants to make a surprise for mom." she told a lie. He himself was surprised to be ordered by Marco to prepare because he had to go to Bandung that afternoon.

"But why did you come home, neng? Don't tell me you stopped working with Icha kayaks?" Sumi's mother let go of her embrace and looked suspiciously at Wulan.

"Ih mother. neng new until not told to enter, istrahat, even directly zu'udzon that." Rengek Wulan was very close to his mother. "It's impossible to stop working. Neng has to send his brothers." Wulan reassured her mother.

Since his father died 2 years ago, automatically Wulan must replace the father into the backbone of the family. His sister is still in 12th grade High School, soon to be entering college. While the youngest is still Junior High School Grade 9. Sumi's mother, who is a seamstress, was unable to receive many stitches because of her often painful waist.

"Neng has a job here, buk. That's why it came." he continued explaining the purpose of arrival. "Oh yes, buk. neng wants to take a shower first. At 7pm tonight neng had to meet the boss neng to discuss work." He immediately went into his room.

" Lho... don't rest first, ngeteh first?" Shouted his mother from outside Wulan's room.

"Mom please make tea, yeah." The tape from inside the room. He's getting ready soon. He had to go to Icha's house, seduce the girl to be invited out for a walk. If not, then their mission would be ruined.

"Where are you and Anji, buk?" Tanya Wulan who was already sitting at the dinner table enjoyed her favorite warm tea and fried bananas. Her mother understood what her children wanted.

"To mosque. Praying magrib and there are study activities from the capital." Mother's mouth. "Oh yes, neng... Icha why did you stop working?" Sumi's mother asked Wulan to choke on her tea.

"Drink slowly, neng." Sumi's mother stroked Wulan's back gently.

"It's okay, buk. Wulan pamit, yes. It's too late." Wulan took her side bag, kissed Sumi's mother's hand and walked out. He took a deep breath because the discussion about Icha was not continued. It's not that Wulan doesn't want to tell a story, but it's not time that her mother found out about Icha's problem.

He had been awaited by the same driver who picked him and Marco up at the airport earlier. He gave the driver an address and left the house immediately.

It is not until 15 minutes the car that Wulan boarded arrived at a small house, simple but very beautiful. Various types of flowers in the yard welcome every guest who comes.

tok...

"Awhile.... " Sounds from within. That's Icha's voice. Wulan cried in his heart.

"Surpriseeeeeee.... " Shouted Wulan as the door opened. Icha jumped in shock. He who was still dumbly hugged Wulan very tightly.

"Wulans.... " Icha realized if the one who hugged her was Wulan immediately returned the embrace of her best friend. She cried because she had not seen each other for a long time.

"Why did you... go home? Why?" Ask Icha wonder. As far as Icha is concerned, it is very difficult to get a one-day license from the company. He let go of his embrace and looked at Wulan suspiciously.

"Where? Eating at home ah. I'm sure for you." reject Icha while pulling Wulan's hand into the house. Wulan's brain began to spin thinking about what other reasons he had to give so that Icha would be invited out.

"Yeeee. I'm only here for 2 days. When else would I have time to walk with you." Wulan said. "Come on. get ready, gih. I wait, yeah!" Wulan refuses to let Icha into her room.

"Eeeh.. You're a freak. dateng-dateng straight out." Sewot Icha on Wulan.

"Abis I don't have time anymore, neng geulis. We're having dinner outside, I'd love to confide in you." Wulan displayed her sweet smile. He closed the door to Icha's room and waited outside. "Pake a dress yeah." Shouted Wulan from outside.

"Sound.... " Reply Icha shouted from inside the room. Wulan closed her mouth and laughed softly. He was afraid to sound like Icha.

It's not until 10 minutes, Icha out. Just a simple dress, simple makeup, 5 centi heels, has made the ayu girl more graceful.

"Friends of whom this is so beautiful.." Wulan Temptation. Icha rolled her eyes lazily. He wants to go back into the room.

"Eh..eh... uh.. Where are you going?" Tanya Wulan held onto Icha's arm.

"You change clothes. Not coming out." ketus Icha.

"Come on. be with your own friends." Wulan deliberately welcomes.

"Then let's go. Don't talk anymore." Sewotnya while the road precedes Wulan. Wulan widened her eyes delightedly.

"Yes." cried Wulan restrained while clenching his hands. He soon followed outside.

"Aren't you on a motorcycle?" Wulan asked while looking at the Wulan motorbike they used to use at school. "We ride what dong?" Confused further.

titt...

The sound of car horns is heard.

"Tuh. I ordered online." Wulan answered while pulling Icha's hand into the car. "Shy dong..already dandan syantik gini, riding a butut motor." Wulan whispered in fear of sounding the driver. Even though he lied. It was Marco's car that was ordered to pick up Wulan and Icha.

Icha glanced at him ketus. Wulan chuckles at her best friend.

"Where are we going?" Ask Icha curious. "Why not eat on the road?" icha protests when the driver takes them through angkringan along the main road. "Enak-enak. There is chicken satay, goat satay, siomay, batagor. "cock Icha while pointing to places to eat that are plastered all the way.

"Thou shalt. his dress time was beautiful gini, eating it on the side of the road. This time I treat you in a rather luxurious place." said Wulan a little arrogant. Icha just sniffed her shoulder lazily. Arguing is also free. So, he just resigned to take Wulan where.

They arrived at Vila GT. Beach villa with a rather classy food menu. The price also drains the wallet a little.

"Well, did you come here anyway, lan?" Cetus Icha was in disbelief when the car stopped at the Vila parking lot.

"Yes hangout... Or do you want to go swimming?" wulan Goda.

"This is expensive... Where's the rame again." Sela Icha still protests. "Find another place to eat, yuk." take Icha to Wulan.

"hahahaha, we have arrived here, which means we are here. You just calm down. I'll deal with it." Wulan continues to convince Icha. He pulls Icha's hand inside the restaurant and goes up to the second floor. They sat on the balcony of the restaurant. From the top of the balcony can directly look towards the sea and enjoy the cool sea breeze.

"Good, right?" Seloroh Wulan smiled. Icha nodded. He was also surprised to see the beauty of nature here.

"Eh. Here, yuk. We're standing here. While looking at the sky." take Wulan. He drew Icha's hand standing on the edge of the balcony blocked by an iron fence.

"Close your eyes and enjoy the wind tonight. Stretch hand. Enjoy the coolness." Surprisingly every sentence Wulan could hypnotize Icha.

The girl stretched out her hands, closed her eyes and enjoyed the night breeze and its coolness.

Until he felt a hand wrapped around his waist, hugging him from behind...

"I love you. "the sentence is awakening Icha from the subconscious. He knows that voice. A very missed voice. He knows this perfume. The smell is soothing. Icha turned her head to the side, there was a face that was always present in her dreams.

"I'm sorry... Sorry, hon. Sorry for hurting you so much. Sorry for not being honest with you. Excuse me...

I love you." The shrill voice convinced Icha that he was not dreaming. Tears shed. He was crying so much. He covered his face with both hands and sobbed.

Marco immediately turned over Icha's body and carried her in an embrace. His longing and burning guilt made him kiss Icha's head repeatedly. The girl kept sobbing in Marco's arms.

"You're evil... You're evil.. "Suddenly Icha hit Marco in the chest and cried hysterically. "You're evil!" Marco held onto Icha's hand and hugged her again.

"Yes, honey... I'm evil. Excuse me... Sorry, hon. I promise I won't repeat it again. I promise I won't hurt you again." Sesal Marco's. He continued to hug Icha until the girl weakened.

All eyes are on them.