Enough In The Heart
Marco's Impact.

"Marco..."

Marco looked over when he heard his name called someone.

"Yes... What's wrong?" Marco asked flatly when he saw Adzania in front of him.

"You're done with dad?" Ask Adzania for a little chat.

"Yes.just got it." Marco's words are short. "What's wrong?" Marco asked.

"hmmm... You're not in a hurry, are you? I'd like to take you to lunch." Answer Adzania honestly.

"Thank you. Your father also offered you lunch but I couldn't." Refuse directly. Adzania's face flushed with embarrassment. "I have to go back to the company. My wife is waiting for lunch together. Excuse me." He did not wait for Adzania's answer, but immediately turned around, wearing sunglasses and walking with steady steps. His brain ruled he now had to get to the office immediately to have lunch with his beautiful wife.

"Sell expensive." Cynical Adzania. "One day I'll get you." He slowly muttered with pressure.

Today it is Marco's schedule to meet with Mr Albizar at his company to discuss their long-standing cooperation contract, before the Arab returns to his country. Therefore, around 9 am this morning he visited the branch of the company owned by Mr. Albizar alone. Raymond should stay standby in the company. Icha also has a lot to do, so it can not accompany Marco. After all, there was nothing important to discuss with the Arab businessman.

"Just like, baby..." Sapa Marco when he was in front of Icha who was still busy facing the computer. As always, some kisses should Icha receive on the head and forehead.

"Well eat?" Ask Icha because the time has shown at 1 o'clock more than 20 minutes during the day.

"Not yet dong. I'm hurrying home so I can have lunch with you." Marco replied casually. "Come, hurry. I'm hungry." Urged Marco. He walked into his room followed by Icha with a bushel in hand.

They enjoyed lunch together, although it was not lunch time anymore.

"Where is the meeting with Mr Albizar?" Ask Ucha in the middle of their eating activities.

"good. Just talking about stocks and always maintaining a good relationship." Marco's heart is relaxed.

"She's pretty, huh?" Icha fishing rod wants to know Marco's reaction

"heidin..." Let Marco agree. "Pretty. Why?" Ask Marco. He returned the food to his mouth.

"When I met you yesterday, I thought she liked you." Lontar Icha slow. Marco frowned not understanding. "He keeps seeing you." Show me Icha again. Marco smiled happily.

"Why? Jealousy?" Marco asked his wife. "So she took me to lunch." Beber Marco wants to see his wife's reaction. Icha stared at him disliked.

"hahahahaha, you're the one who lured, you're the one who was jealous." Marco said in the middle of his laughter. "Listen, I can't ban other women from feeling like me, but believe me, I just love you. Do you see how I react with Mr Albizar's daughter? I don't care, which. I already have you." Bright Marco. "So, he took me to lunch. Yeah, I refuse. I'd like to have lunch with you. Mr. Albizar also brought lunch. But, I told him I'd like to have lunch with my wife." Marco's papar reassured his wife. Icha smiled happily.

"I love you." Reply spoiled Icha makes Marco close his eyes. "Why?" Ask Icha wonder.

"Don't till I eat you here." Marco could not bear to hear the spoiled voice of Icha.

"Dad." Icha pinched Marco's hand. They laughed happily together.

"Eh, baby, but once we try in the office, yeah. In the room I'm here or in your privacy room." Marco's words made Icha blush in shame.

"Don't fuck around, yeah." Threaten Icha shame. Marco laughed heartily at the red face of his wife in shame.

They continued to enjoy lunch while joking and throwing flocks at each other. Then, they continued work until 5 pm and returned home to the mansion.

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After cleaning up, Icha went downstairs to the kitchen. He likes to help Rossa and Hartini cook for dinner. He tried not to keep his distance from the two art mansions.

"Hi, bi..." Sapa Icha is friendly to Hartini who is busy cutting chicken. "Hi's a pretty lady too... It's just sweet." Hartini also replied to Icha greeting kindly. Icha smile.

"What cooking, bi?" Ask Icha.

"This is. there is a request from Madam Sania to eat soy sauce chicken, he said. So auntie cut the chicken." Sahut Hartini while continuing to cut chicken meat.

"Yes, I made the roof, yeah." Chirps Icha.

"May.thank you, non. I'm gonna help auntie." Hartini said happily. Icha just smiled and started peeling the onion.

"Well, are you here?" Suddenly Sania comes and goes straight to Icha. Icha who was turning her back to her in-laws closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

Oh my God. Strengthen me. So that I don't get emotionally hooked. Do it in the heart.

"I'm helping auntie cook, mom." Icha sahut slowly. He kept peeling the onions.

"God..." Sania pulls firmly on Icha's shoulder until she faces Sania. "You weren't taught manners, were you? If you talk to your parents, look at the person. Don't turn!" Sania snapped right in Icha's face. Icha swallow the salivary restraining anger. Hartini just fell silent not knowing what to do. He looked at his young lady.

"Basic hypocrite!" Sania Umpat. He saw the knife in Icha's left hand. His wretched sense is coming into action. He raises his hand to slap Icha, but Icha holds Sania's right hand with her right.

"What the hell?" Marco's bass voice shocked Icha and Sania. Icha quickly let go of Sania's hand, though she was sure Marco had seen her. "Why are you holding a knife?" Marco asked with an intimidating look.

"This is the woman you married?" Sania cried with sobbing. Out of nowhere the tears came, suddenly he could cry and complain to Marco. "Look...! He dared to fight mommy and even threatened mommy with a knife." Accuse Sania of appointing Icha. Icha shook her head quickly.

"Mommy lied, baby... I didn't mean to hurt mommy..." Icha was trying to tell me what really happened.

"Then, what's the knife for?" Marco asked quickly and coldly. Icha looked into Marco's eyes with a wounded heart. Does her husband not believe her anymore?

"You hold mommy's hand with one hand and the other hand with the knife. You think I'm blind???" Marco snapped and Icha flinched and took a step back. "Is this how you do with mommy behind me, huh?"

Sania smiled triumphantly. He was increasingly sobbing trying to make Marco more angry.

"She never thought of this mommy as her mother." Sania said in the middle of her crying. "You have been deceived by his soft voice. I don't know what happened if you didn't come. He must have killed mommy." Lontar Sania continues to heat up Marco.

"No, honey.it's boho..."

"Shut up!!!"

Icha is silent a thousand languages. The knife in his hand fell from a jolt with Marco's snapping. A month into marriage, it was only today that he heard Marco yell at him. He held on with all his might so that his tears would not fall. He still wants to explain the truth, hoping that his husband can believe it. However, Marco rebuked in a loud and angry voice.

"Shut up, mom... I'm sorry." Marco hugged Sania who kept sobbing.

"Relax.It is better that mommy go into the room and rest." Marco calms Sania. The old woman nodded weakly. He stared intently at Hartini before leaving the kitchen for his room, threatening the maid to shut up. Hartini looked down in fear.

"Follow me! We need to talk." Marco's orders cool down on Icha and go from there.

Icha sat down and could not hold back her crying anymore. He sobbed painfully. It wasn't about Sania's accusation, but her husband's stare was as if he didn't trust Icha anymore.

"Miss.. Come on, wake up." Hartini runs to embrace Icha. She also cried sadly. "Miss should be strong. Come on, non." He gave spirit to Icha. "Auntie's sorry, aunty can't help miss. Aunt scared, non." He feels guilty.

"It's okay, bi." Icha Sahut. He got up from his seat, wiped the tears, closed his eyes, said a prayer for a while, took a breath and threw it away slowly. "I'm going to the room, bi."

With slow steps, he left the kitchen up the stairs to the room. He was sure Marco would want to talk on the balcony of their room.

Icha opened the door slowly. His heart beats faster. Marco was standing on the balcony with his hands in his pocket. He's afraid. Yeah, he's afraid Marco's angry. He was not used to hearing Marco get angry.

"Darling... i..."

"Why do you want to hurt mommy?" Marco cut off Icha's talk.

"No, honey. You misunderstood me..."

"Misunderstand??? Misunderstand what??? I saw it with my own eyes, Marissa." Snap Icha right on Icha's face. "If I hadn't come sooner, the knife would've hurt mommy." Cruel allegations. "What are you avoiding, huh?" Cecar Marco is beavering.

Icha speechless. There was no more power to resist, only tears that represented his feelings. Her husband doesn't believe her anymore. He looked down deeply unable to hold Marco's eyes. Not the look of love anymore. However, a very angry look.

Braving himself, he raised his head and looked at Marco

"Sorry...." That's all he can say. Marco threw his face the other way. He could not bear the pain in his heart to see the tears of Icha. "I want to explain it for free." Connect Icha rigid. "I'm sorry." Say again. He turned around and ran out of the room. He was confused where to go. He went to the back garden, hid behind the plants and cried. He spills all the feelings in his heart.

Should I give up, God? Painful writing.

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Marco, who still believed in disbelief, entered his study. Open the laptop and see the CCTV directly connected to the laptop.

"Damn....! Since when is the CCTV in this house broken?" He only realized after a long time CCTV in this spacious mansion can be damaged.

"Berry....." Shouted Marco emotion. "Berry..."

Shouts again.

"What's up, Marco? Why yell?" Grandpa came out of the study room shocked to hear Marco's scream.

"Where's Berry? Why isn't all the CCTV in this house working?" When he saw the appearance of Berry.

"Don't work?" Grandpa's birthday doesn't believe it. "Since when?"

"I'll check, sir." Berry checked CCTV.

"Marco slammed his ass on the sofa in annoyance. Why does CCTV have to be damaged at inappropriate times? While he had to see the true events between Sania and Icha.

Grandpa saw Marco in a mess, he approached.

"There is?" Ask grandpa slowly. "So also grandpa heard your voice yelling at someone. Who are you snapping at until your voice blares like that?" Grandpa asked.

Marco took a deep breath before finally starting the story that happened in the kitchen between his mommy and Icha. Grandfather frowned between believing in disbelief.

"And do you believe what you see?" Ask grandpa.

"Surely I saw with my own eyes, Marissa was about to injure mommy with a knife." He convinced grandpa. Grandfather nodded in understanding.

"Let's see, but Grandpa's heart isn't sure Marissa can do it." Lirih grandpa can't believe it. "You should know your wife better." Grandpa reminded me. Marco fell silent. The shadow of events in the kitchen kept spinning in his brain. He could not defend Icha, as he was confident in what he saw.

"Master... CCTV's been broken this week. Looks like someone broke it." Clearly the newly finished Berry checked all the CCTV. " But, just CCTV in the house, sir. Outside all CCTV is safe." Keep Berry.

Marco rubbed his face violently.

"Look who broke it!" Marco's orders.

"Good, sir." Berry nodded respectfully.

Time keeps passing. Time shows at half-nine p.m. It's past dinner hours because of what happened.

"Where's Marissa, Marco?" Grandpa asked when he saw that there were only Marco and Sania at the dinner table.

"Here you go, father, later if he's hungry he eats too. Don't be fooled by his gentleness." Celtuk Sania was irritated.

"I'm used to dealing with fraudsters. From amateur con artists to even the most accomplished cheater." Sahut grandpa deliberately insinuated Sania. "Not until you're sorry, Marco." Press Grandpa and start eating.

Sania fell silent. He realized his in-laws' innuendo was fixed for him. They eat in silence. Marco, who was in a state of chaos, could not swallow food well. It all feels bad in your mouth. He put down the spoon and fork.

"I'm done." Without saying goodbye, he left Grandpa and Sania for his room. He stood on the balcony looking out. From a height, he could see Hartini holding a tray filled with food and walking towards the flower garden. He kept watching carefully.

"Is Marissa in the flower garden?" Curious muttered. He left the room and walked to the flower garden.

"Non.. Come on, eat first." He heard Hartini's voice begging someone to eat.

"Aunt eat only. I'm not hungry." Reject Icha. Marco kept hearing their chatter.

"But non should eat. It'll hurt." Bujuk Hartini's. "Don't cry anymore, non."

Icha laughed softly. He's trying hard.

"No, bi. I don't cry anymore." Icha tried to smile to show that she was strong. "Auntie put it there. I'll eat." Connect again.

The soft, soft voice was so poignant in Marco's ears. However, again the shadow of this afternoon made him angry again. He left the place with an uncertain feeling.