Enough In The Heart
You crave, sir?

Marco's days were empty. He became a cold man and did not talk much. This morning, after getting ready, he exited the room towards the dining room. There's grandpa and Berry there.

"Morning, cake." Brief sweep. He took a plate, put rice and side dishes in it.

"luck..." Suddenly he felt like vomiting. He did not like to smell the stir-fried shrimp that he had already put in the dish.

"Bye...." Shouted Marco. "What food is this? Why does it smell so bad?" Spray Marco on Hartini. The 30-year-old woman was terrified. He did not dare to answer.

"What's bad? Every day, Hartini's cooking is always good." Bela Grandpa casually made Hartini a little relieved.

"luck... huek..." Marco ran to the wastefel and spewed the freshly bribed rice a spoonful into the mouth. His stomach felt like he was being shaken until he wanted to spit out all the contents in his stomach.

"Sir..drink warm water first." Rossa came with a glass of warm water. Marco drank the warm water with no waste. "Never cook such food again. I don't like it." Marco's not upset. He threw himself back in the dining room chair.

"Why you?" Ask grandpa. He kept a funny smile on his lips when he saw Marco vomit like he was cravings.

"No idea, cake. All food tastes bitter in the mouth." Grievous Marco. "Biiii. keep all this food out of my sight." Shouted Marco did not like to see various food menus on the dining table. Grandpa and Berry had finished breakfast, so Hartini assisted by Rossa immediately lifted all the food from front of Marco.

"Still drinking alcohol?" Ask grandpa flat. Marco fell silent. He threw a glance in the other direction as his wife's shadow flashed across his brain. "Grandfather won't forbid you to drink. After all, grandfather has no power to resist your will. But, remember! If you still want to see Marissa stomp her foot back in this mansion, then throw away all your bad habits." Threaten grandpa don't mess around. Marco looked at Grandfather with all the feelings he had in his heart at this moment.

"One thing Grandpa asked for, Marco... Marissa wouldn't have come home to this mansion if your trust in her wasn't 100%." Press grandpa.

"But, cake.I saw with my own eyes..." Marco's refutation still remained on what he saw.

"Ask your little heart, son...Will your wife so gentle be able to do such a cruel thing? Not necessarily what you see is entirely in line with your thinking, is it?" Grandpa asked but did not need Marco's answer. "Grandfather just doesn't want you to regret it later on. Because, you're not just gonna lose Marissa, son." Grandfather did not want to continue the conversation, he immediately got up from his seat and stepped away leaving Marco with a heart of dilemma. Yeah, there's no way Icha can do that cruel thing? But what you see can be real evidence, right? But, what does grandfather mean not to just lose Marissa? Marco took a breath and shook his head before finally moving from his seat.

"Son. Mommy woke up late today. So, do not have time to prepare your supplies and work clothes." Suddenly Sania was already behind him. "You want to go now? Wait a minute, mommy get your supplies ready." Sergey Sania as Marco was about to leave.

"No need, mom. I eat out with clients." Without looking at Sania, Marco stepped out.

"Marco..." Call Sania. Marco stopped his steps. "You saw for yourself what Marissa did to mommy." The crocodile crying starts to appear. "Mommy doesn't want him back in this house, son. Mommy's scared." Sania's getting sobbing. "He's his son, son. Mommy's scared." The water is getting more flowing. Marco is getting into a dilemma. On one hand he trusted Sania because he saw for himself what Icha was doing, but on the other hand his little heart refused. There was no way his wife could commit such a crime.

"Calm down, mom. Everything's gonna be okay." Marco calms Sania. Without saying goodbye, he turned around and stepped outside.

Raymond was already standing next to the car waiting for Marco. He immediately opened the door and without seeing Raymond, Marco entered the car with a cold face. He leaned his head and closed his eyes. It was too heavy a burden that he was carrying right now.

Raymond only dared to look at Marco through the front view. He knew what was a burden on his master's mind. However, he did not have enough courage to ask questions or just give advice.

"Ray..." Marco's voice startled Raymond from the reverie.

"L-yes, sir..." Nervous answer.

"Don't daydream. You're driving." Marco reminded Raymond. The handsome assistant smiled shyly because he was caught fantasizing while driving.

"Ray...." Call again.

"Yes, sir..." Marco fast.

"What should I do?" Ask Marco Iirih. "Who should I trust? Mommy or Marissa?" Ask slowly. "I saw for myself that Marissa was being rude to mommy, she was holding a knife, too." Marco slowly began to tell me what he saw that afternoon. Raymond listened carefully. It's an opportunity for him to help Icha and convince Marco that it's impossible for Icha to do such a cruel thing.

"Sir... was the time of the incident no one else saw?" Raymond asked curiously. Marco was silent trying to remember.

"It seems to be Hartini." Answer doubtful. "I didn't pay much attention because I was immediately angry to see Marissa."

"Try asking Hartini." Raymond's Proposal. "Because it's a little hard for me to believe that Miss can do that, sir."

Marco closed his eyes in annoyance. Again no one wants to believe that Icha is capable of doing that.

"After me, every afternoon after cleaning from the office, the lady must go straight down to the kitchen to help with the art of cooking." Raymond clear. "Hartini once told me how good a miss, never considered them lowly people. Even miss diligently helps with cooking. No way that lady was cooking at the time, sir. Maybe miss is cutting or peeling something?" Raymond kept on convincing Marco. He saw Marco's reaction from the front view.

"Then... have you ordered Berry to find out why CCTV is damaged?" Marco opened his eyes suddenly. Also true! He just remembered that he once told Berry to find out about it. But, to this day there is no news from Berry.

"Better you ask Hartini first." Raymond's proposal again. Marco nodded. Yeah, he had to go to Hartini to ask about it.

Not felt, the car has entered the special parking of the leader. Marco got out of the car and returned greetings from Danang and Dandi as well as some of the security guards on duty this morning with just a small, almost invisible nod, then got into the elevator to the 25th floor. He no longer wants to return the greeting of his employees now. He just wants to quickly get into the room and enjoy the wine so that his brain does not hurt to think about this problem.

Like the days before, Marco did not need to say goodbye to Raymond and went straight into his room. He opened a suit, tie and threw it in any place. Then, go into his private room, open the refrigerator and take a bottle of wine there.

"Jeek.. huek...." Again he must be nauseous to smell this drink. "Damn...What is this? Why can't I touch all the food and drink?" Marco was annoyed to remember that in the mansion he could not eat breakfast, now he could not enjoy wine. He threw the still full bottle of wine into the garbage can in annoyance.

"Ray. to my room now."

He sat in a chair with a confused mind. I don't know, what he feels, who must be sitting was not calm, eating a drink was not good, lazy to do everything. Plus an unbearable longing for the wife. He wanted to cry, scream, whatever it was just that could calm him down.

"Yes, sir..." Ray stood in front of Marco.

"Find me a porridge of Ijo beans and rujak. I want to eat acid." Raymond gawked at Marco's request. Not wrong??? Ijo bean porridge??? Rujak??? What???

"Quick find!" Marco's jolt made Raymond gasp in shock.

"I-yes, sir. I'll find it immediately." It came out quickly. To the outside, he still had time to stand up and rethink Marco's request.

"It is not wrong to ask for ijo bean porridge and rujak? It's the food you don't like the most." He opened his eyes and shook his head in disbelief. "Have been. mending immediately seek than sprayed again." Raymond said to himself.

Although Marco...

"luck... huek..." Marco's voice in the bathroom was vomiting. He removed all the contents of the stomach until nothing else could be removed. His body was weak. In this helpless moment, he remembered Icha, his wife. He leaned half his body against the sink and lowered his head while closing his eyes.

"Myk..." Sickly flow. "Where are you? I miss you." He feels his life is completely ruined without Icha. "I'm sorry..." Regretfully.

"Sir...." Raymond panicked to call Marco by name. "Sir, you're okay?" Raymond asked worried.

Marco shook his head weakly. He walked slowly to the dining table on the balcony. Raymond nimbly prepared the green bean porridge.

"Please, sir..." Smelling the fragrant smell of green bean porridge, Marco's appetite began to re-exist. Not waiting for long, he finished his food voraciously.

"Where is my rujak?" Ask Marco. Raymond immediately prepared the dish and gave it to Marco. Again a rare sight seen by Raymond, how greedy Marco enjoyed the sweet sour spice.

"Sir. i-it's a-sam once." Marco ate but Raymond felt pain in his teeth. He shuddered in horror at the sourness of the young mango in the rujak that Marco ate.

"It's delicious, Ray. You should try it." Imbuh Marco is happy. "Don't forget tomorrow prepare me for this again." He sipped the curry sauce.

"Okay, sir, but you have to eat rice first. Fear your stomach is troubled because of this acidic food." Bargain Raymond.

"No, Ray. Don't mention the rice in front of me. You're making my stomach nauseous." Ketus Marco as he walked towards his chair. Finished enjoying the food he liked, new energy began to grow. He opened the laptop and read all the files that came in.

Raymond finished cleaning the dining table and was about to return to his room. However, there was one thing that stuck in his heart that he was eager to ask Marco.

"What's wrong?" Marco asked when he saw his assistant standing up thinking of something.

"Sir..emmmm, there's something I want to ask." Raymond replied, bravery.

"What's wrong?" Marco asked curiously.

"You...." Raymond paused his words. Marco frowned astonished at the look on Raymond's face.

"What's wrong?" Urged Marco.

"You crave, sir?"