Enough In The Heart
I Miss You, honey.

"Bie... Bi Santini's..." The voice of a beautiful female ayu sounded melodious calling someone. Yeah, who else would have a soft voice if not Icha aka Marissa Lebrina. Beautiful wife of a wealthy businessman from Brazil-Sunda whose appearance is no doubt😁 (Lebay dikit 😀😁)

Time shows at seven in the morning. Usually, Icha most diligently wake up early and immediately busy in the kitchen. But since pregnancy, suddenly the level of laziness rose past the limit. Fortunately, Santini and Wulan's aunt has always been his stooped accomplice.

"Yes, non... What's wrong? Lah wong if he calls that the volume of his voice is pinched so that aunt hears." Aunt Santini likes to tease Icha the most because of her delicate and gentle voice. The middle-aged woman was assigned grandfather to stay in the villa and help clean up, all while serving Icha as the wife of the villa owner. She helped her husband live and work in this luxurious villa.

"Bie... Icha peng durian. Can't, right?" Icha whine spoiled on Santini who already considered her mother. Santini also felt like he had a spoiled daughter and was always willing to be served. "Can you, bi? Dikiiiiit aja." Whining again.

Santini deliberately opened his eyes to Icha. Instead of being angry or offended even Icha laughed out loud.

"A bad aunt." Ejek Icha manyun.

"No need to be given durian, bi. he does not want an ugly aunt." Suddenly Wulan appeared with a tray in hand containing healthy pregnant food.

"Please, Miss Marco Guatalla. This is pregnant women's milk, there is mustard filling wheat bread, tomatoes, lettuce and avocados. All of these foods with high folic acid are excellent in first trimester pregnancy." Oceh Wulan acts like a professional obstetrician.

"Who is your school." Cibir Icha sees Wulan's funny behavior. Santini laughs at the sight of the two friends.

"Ih. studying is not just in school, not just academics, learning is like this. Bumil's friend I finally know about pregnancy, eating drinks and others." Wulan sewot. "So if I get married later and get pregnant, I already know what foods are good for pregnant women and not good for pregnant women. Cool, right?" Praise Wulan for yourself.

"Who is it? Raymond?" Icha God. Wulan widened her eyes and pinched Icha's hand slowly.

"Kc.... No need for an announcement, right?" Wulan protest in shame to hear Santini.

"Not to be shy... Aunt knew too. But.. The guy's cute too, cool again." Santini also teases Wulan. The girl was embarrassed.

"iiiisshhh.. bashful pus meow..."

They laughed happily despite often teasing and mocking each other. There is no boundary between the employer and the servant.

However, one that Wulan really wants is Icha must continue to be cheerful and happy, let alone she is pregnant now. The health of the fetus also depends on the good mood of the mother. Therefore, grandfather, Berry, Raymond, Wulan and santini agreed to make the woman's mood stable and continue to improve.

Icha has been separated from her husband Marco for 5 weeks. It is not easy for a pregnant woman to stay away from her husband. However, until the fifth week of pregnancy Icha can still resist longing and not feel alone because there are Santini and Wulan.

"Bi... how durian?" Icha reminded Santini.

"May. but it'll be noon. Not now, yeah. It's still too early." Sahut Santini firmly. Icha.

"And I want it now, bi." Persuade Icha. Santini nodded sure.

"No. it'll be noon first. Now finish the milk and bread. Kasian dede the baby must be laper." Reject Santini. "The durian can't be much, either. Kasian dede the baby." Santini continues like a mother who is taking care of her daughter's pregnancy.

That was the communication between them in the villa. It is completely natural without any restrictions. It is also what makes Icha always cheerful, although once in a while she secretly cries to miss her husband.

Icha enjoyed the breakfast Wulan had prepared so voraciously. There is no doubt about the taste because Santini's aunt is very good at making the tongue addictive. Wulan has also stolen a lot of cooking knowledge from him. Once in a while he cooks and prepares healthy meals for Icha if aunt is out or busy with other work.

Finish breakfast Icha take a walk to enjoy the morning air in the villa yard is quite spacious. The cool air makes Icha's mood really good. He smelled the fragrant roses that were planted by Pak Jaka beside the villa. Different types of flowers are there with their respective color and fragrance variants. Really spoil the eyes. Icha felt like she was in a mini flower garden.

From a distance, he heard someone's footsteps. But he wasn't disturbed one bit. He was sure it must be Jaka sir who was willing to start working on cleaning the weeds around the park. Icha continues to be engrossed in the world of flowers.

"Sir Jaka... What flowers are these? It looks like a rose but it has no durin." Ask Icha without looking at the person. He still breathed the rare flower. "That's a great flower..."

"I miss you. I miss you so much, honey. I do miss you." Icha was wrong. That's not Mr. Jaka, the villa gardener.

Icha widened her eyes as a pair of burly hands hugged her tightly from behind. The person's face immediately looked for a comfortable place that had always been his favorite. Especially if it's not the neck of Icha. The hoarse voice that expressed her longing felt very familiar in Icha's ears. The fragrance of his body was also all this time what Icha needed.

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry.. I'm sorry. Sorry...sorry...sorry..sorry..." Marco continued to say sorry until Icha stopped his mouth with a finger. Marco held onto Icha's hand and moved away from her lips. "Don't leave me. I'm empty, baby. Don't." Marco pleaded in regret. "I love you."

Icha lemur saw her husband's tears fall from both corners of her eyes. His little hand wiped Marco's tears. They stare at each other, channeling longing after 5 weeks of not meeting. The age of marriage that is still as long as corn must be hit by a storm. If it wasn't for Icha's patience they might have split up.

Not a word came out of Icha's mouth. Speechless. He did not expect that soon Marco would come to see him and apologize given how the anger at Marco was so frightening to him.

Marco hugged Icha's waist tightly and held her chin inviting the woman to look into his eyes. There is no distance between them. The tears that did not want to stop overflowing made Marco's heart hurt.

"Sorry..sorry, honey. Don't cry anymore. Sorry." Marco's screams could not bear to see his wife's sad gaze. He rubbed Icha's tears, peeping his wife's pink lips that looked different. More full and sexy.

"I love you." Marco is not tired of saying the word love.

Icha smile. He can not hide the happiness because it can be the body that always makes him cry because he misses. Marco was happy to see that smile. He also replied with a smile.

"I'm sorry..." Reveal it once again. Icha has no voice. It is heavy to open your mouth. He just nodded while throwing his sweet smile. No anger, no revenge. That's Marissa Lebrina. He does not like to bring up the problem if they can still solve it well. This mature attitude is what makes grandfather respect and still maintain him as Guatalla's son-in-law. Marco too. Only Marissa Lebrina is able to make him fall more and more in love every day.

They hug each other letting go of longing. Marco kisses his forehead, eyes, nose, both cheeks and lastly. he anchors his lips to Icha's lips and enjoys her sweetness as a relief of longing. Until Icha hit Marco's chest softly because it ran out of oxygen.

"Hat habit..." Icha murmur. Marco fell silent. He felt like he had not heard that soft voice for years.

"The sound is getting softer." Marco's Temptation. Icha blushed. He hid his face into Marco's chest. Happy laughter was heard from both.

"You're getting pretty. Contains more. I like it." Brisket Marco. Icha getting blushed. "The sexier." Icha hit her husband's back. Marco laughed out. Happy Laughter.

"Can I kiss this again? I still miss you, baby." Knit Marco while rubbing Icha's lips. Seeing the nod of Icha's head, Marco did not wait long. Brands really let go of longing in flower gardens.

Woof..uk...

Icha let go of her lips and looked towards a barking dog. Suddenly his brain gave an alarm that they were in a flower garden, an open garden. Which would have many eyes watching their friendly scene.

He shut his mouth in surprise and immediately let go of Marco's embrace.

"Why?" Marco asked in wonder.

"We're in the open garden, baby. If anyone sees how?" He panicked as he looked left and right who knew anyone was watching. "It's Jaka's hours. Must have seen Jaka sir." Angry Sung. Marco laughed funny.

"Well, if they see why?" Marco asked with a laugh.

"Shame..." Icha's murmur pinched Marco's stomach. The man is getting louder.

"Actually I know from earlier a lot of eyes peeked at us, but I don't care." Marco deliberately increased the volume of sound. Icha frowned.

"Look at that big tree." Marco invited Icha to turn to the large tree on the left side of the garden.

"Kabuuuu...." Wulan, Santini and Jaka ran away because they were caught peering behind a tree.

Icha closed his mouth in shock and they laughed together because it was funny to see Santini's running style.

"Santini's aunt is like a running penguin." Cute Icha tandas. "When will my body be like aunty how?" Ask Icha to Marco.

"I like it." Marco replied quickly. "The sexier." The whispers are near Icha.

Happy laughter continued to echo in the flower garden of the secret villa belonging to grandfather.