Enough In The Heart
I'm not j*l*ng.

At 10 pm it is time to sleep for the people of Jakarta. Especially for those who have to work the next morning. But not for Icha. His eyes have not been willing to compromise to fall asleep. He stood in front of the room and looked ahead. Green leaves that refresh the eyes around the hostel do not make his heart come fresh. The cold of the night wind also can not disturb a broken heart. I don't know, he suddenly felt agitated. There was fear in his heart that overshadowed his days.

Usually, people will feel relieved if they share stories or share confusion with friends, friends, parents or anyone who can be trusted so that the burden is slightly reduced. But it is different with Icha. He prefers to even feel comfortable keeping his own stories or burdens. He simply keeps it in his heart and follows the flow that will happen.

"Cha... " The voice of Wulan from behind broke the reverie of Icha. He turned his head when Wulan was already standing to his left. A sincere smile was plastered on his lips.

"Not slept?" Ask Icha.

"Just finished the office work. Financial recap this month. Your lover has an ultimatum to settle." Sahut Wulan manyun on Icha. The girl laughed a little. Wulan glanced at Icha. In a smile it could not cover up the sadness in his eyes. Wulan took a deep breath. He who has long been in a friendly relationship understands the condition of Icha in all situations. He knew, there was currently a heavy burden that made Icha uneasy. Very visible from the sight of his eyes.

"What's wrong?" Ask Wulan slowly. Even though he already knew what answer Icha would give, he still wanted to ask. Who knew his heart started to move Icha to share the story.

"There's nothing." Icha as predicted by Wulan.

"I just want to enjoy the night wind." Continue in a soft voice. Wulan just smiled. His best friend did not want to tell and share apparently. Yeah, nevermind.

"I wish you could share that there's a disturbing burden." Finally Wulan opened her voice. All this time he never forced Icha to talk. "Don't think too much about problems alone, cha. I always want to hear your stories or complaints." Wulan reminded her best friend. "We can share together. Who knows you're a little relieved after sharing." Wulan.

Icha raised her head high hoping that her tears would not drip. He did not want Wulan to see him cry and look crybaby.

"Cry, cha. don't try to be strong when you are weak. Crying is not a shame."

Wulan's words managed to make Icha sob. He was crying sobbing. Wulan immediately hugged her best friend and stroked her back to appease Icha.

"Cry.it will make you a little relieved." Wulan Mumbled. He continued to stroke Icha's back. After Icha calmed down, he invited Icha into the boarding room.

Wulan immediately went to the kitchen, took a glass of water and gave it to Icha. They sat face to face on the bed after Icha finished a full glass of water.

"You want to tell?" Wulan asked which sounded like offering Icha to tell a story. The sweet girl nodded weakly. He felt his weight bond slightly saggy to relieve his chest after crying long enough.

"I'm confused where to tell you from." Icha's voice sounded.

"Well, where do you want a story from." Wulan Tandas. "Is this about Mr Marco?" Guess Wulan. Icha nodded.

Icha inhales the air as much as one breath and slowly discards.

"Let's go. I feel like something bad is going to happen to our relationship." Icha starts to decompose. "I've never met her parents. There's a little fear when it comes to Marco's parents." Icha took a deep breath before continuing to speak. "Let's see, because we've never met or it's just my fear that's excessive."

Wulan heard Icha's story carefully. He nodded his head in order to understand all Icha's words. Wulan also understood his nature the most. Usually, if Icha has started to get nervous about something, it could become a reality. Because all this time it's been happening.

"Pray, father, ask God to strengthen you. If you can break all the obstacles and obstacles that interfere with your relationship and Mr. Marco." Wulan said in support. Icha nodded while bowed.

Wulan invited him to sleep, because it was too late. Tomorrow morning there will be a lot of work waiting.

...ΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩ...

At 07:40 two friends from the High School era entered the office lobby. No more snide gazes, no julid's eyes and no whispers of gossip that look like when Icha came in after 3 weeks of absence. Icha realized for sure it was because of Raymond's power that eliminated all forms of cynicism and apostasy.😁

Icha and Wulan split up while in the elevator. Wulan to 16th floor, while Icha to 25th floor. Arriving at his office, Icha immediately issued some files that must be checked before being taken to the leadership. Not to forget, he turned on the laptop.

While waiting for the laptop to open, he went into the privacy room to make his favorite latte coffee. He also made Marco's favorite mocca coffee.

"Aawws... " Icha gasped in shock as there was a hand hugging her slender waist. "I'm a. I'm a habit." Curiously annoyed. "It's hot water.. If it spilled earlier, how?" Icha was really upset by Marco's behavior. The man did not reply to Icha's curse. He was engrossed in dipping his face into Icha's neck and enjoying the fragrant body of his lover.

Icha can't do anything else if it's like this. Marco will not let go of his embrace until he is satisfied.

"When do you want this, huh? It's 8 o'clock. You have to check a lot of files from the finance and graphic design division." Icha's slenderness is gentle on Marco. The handsome man who owns GT Corp is still unmoved, still engrossed in his activities to hide the face on the neck niche Icha.

"Where's my cop?" Marco is still in the same position.

"Nih." Point Icha to a glass that has been filled with coffee powder but has not been filled with warm water.

"I love you." Marco whispered in Icha's ear before letting go of his embrace, but there was no way he could forget one affectionate kiss on her cheek. Icha smiled sweetly and embarrassedly.

"I brought it into your room, yeah." Icha said while holding a tray of 2 glasses of warm drinks and exiting her privacy room, followed by Marco closing the door.

"Marcos... " There was an unfamiliar voice heard calling out his name. Spontaneous Icha and Marco turned their heads toward the voice.

"Mommy... " Icon is shocked to see Sania's mommy in front of Icha's desk. Even more astonished because mommy Sania is not alone. There was Valencia beside him who was staring cynically at Icha. Icha is wrong. He did not know what to do, but he tried to be calm.

"Sir.this is your coffee. I'll drive you to your room." Icha broke the silence. Without waiting for Marco's orders, he entered Marco's room and placed coffee on the guest table.

Icha was about to open the door and exit, but she overheard a conversation outside.

"When did mommy come?" Marco asked coldly. As if he wouldn't have the presence of Sania's monmy.

"Mommy's been up from last night with your daddy. We're staying at the apartment." Mommy smiled happily to see her son who had never met them in America for a long time.

Icha who was behind the door immediately came out. He was afraid to hear their conversation. But, hearing Marco's greeting to the middle-aged woman, he was sure that the beautiful woman who was not young anymore was Marco's real mother.

"Heh, you. bring my future mother-in-law warm water, yes!" Valencia orders on Icha with arrogance. Icha did not reply, just nodded her head and immediately took warm water for mama Sania. Marco stared intently at his former fiancee.

"Mama wants to talk to you, son." Mama Sania. He drops himself on the guest couch after they enter Marco's den.

"It's still too early, mom. I still have a lot of work." Marco immediately sat in his great chair and turned on the laptop. He did not even look happy with the presence of his birth mother, let alone Valencia there.

"Why did you break off the engagement with Val?" Mama Sania asked without caring about her son's refusal. "You've been in a relationship for a long time." Mama Sania. "Well, you don't want to know, you have to marry Valencia."

Icha who was about to enter brought water, silent behind the door of Marco's workroom which was slightly open.

"Said grandpa, you're in love with another girl." Spray mama Sania again. "What are you looking for again, son? Valencia has been perfect for you." The 53-year-old tried to convince Marco of the girl's choice. "Mommy doesn't want you to fall in love with a woman whose origins are unclear. Especially the poor who are just after your money." Sarkas mama Sania. "Daddy and mommy will take care of your wedding next week."

"That's a hell of a thing, baby. J*l*ng which has seduced you?" Valencia attacked Marco. "You forgot our relationship has been going on for almost 6 years and we're fine. But, after you get to know that j*l*ng, suddenly you..."

And prang!!!!

Mama Sania and Valencia were left in shock, as Marco slammed an ornamental ashtray on his desk. His eyes were reddening with anger. Valencia who had not finished chattering was stiffly silent.

"Marco.. What are you doing!?" Sentak mama Sania's. "Just because of that woman, you dare to be rude like this." Mama Sania was angry at Marco's attitude.

"I'm a lot of work, mommy... Better mommy take Valencia home." Marco's orders were full of emphasis. "Don't let me be rude to you guys." Marco said furiously withstanding the anger that was about to explode, if he did not remember that this woman before him was his own biological mother.

"You're expelling mommy?" Ask mama Sania not to believe it. "Mommy wants to know a woman who's made you rude and brazen like this." Challenge mama Sania. "Remember, Marco.mommy will only bless you if you marry Valencia." Threatened angry.

"I don't need your blessing, mommy... " Marco's words made mama Sania widen her eyes and leave Marco angrily followed by Valencia.

Icha, who had been standing behind the door with a tray filled with a glass of water, immediately ran inside the privacy room before mama Sania and Valencia opened the door rudely.

He leaned behind the door shutting his eyes remembering all the words of mama Sania, especially the words of Valencia. He shook his head.

"I'm not j*l*ng." Painful writing.