Enough In The Heart
More Sensitive.

Happiness is not only emanated from the faces of Icha and Marco but also transmitted to all residents of the villa. Aunt Santini eagerly prepared a special dinner for the guests. Although he was only a waiter there, but Icha always said he and Jakalah sir the host of the villa.

Flash Back's

After settling into a garden in the villa, Marco and Icha locked themselves in a room. Continuing longing in bed😜🙈🙊.

"Istrahat first, baby. must be tired from Jakarta to here." Five weeks of not seeing each other kept Marco from letting go of his wife. Marco lay face down with his face in the recess of Icha's neck and his right hand hugged his wife's belly. While Icha sleeps on her back.

"I miss." His face to Icha's ears. It really shuts Icha in its crib.

"Udah hugged from earlier, yaaang." Temptation Icha while fondly stroking Marco's hair who was busy inhaling the niche of Icha's neck.

Marco chuckled at Icha's joke. It tightens the waist embrace.

"Honey.. Don't get too strong. Your hands are heavy on my stomach." Icha raised Marco's hand that was piercing his stomach. He was afraid that his baby would be severely overstressed.

"Your stomach is getting fuller." Marco stroked the belly of Icha who had started to stand out.

"I'm masakin you, huh? What do you want to eat?" Icha deliberately switched their conversation so that Marco did not ask again about his stomach. She still wants to keep her pregnancy a secret.

"Ck. I don't like eating, which. I want to eat rujak. You made it, huh?" Marco Pinta. Icha laughs funny.

"Kok rujak anyway?" Ask a funny Icha.

"I can't eat rice. Don't know why." Marco answered to stay in position.

"Since when?" Ask Icha kepo.

"Since you left." Marco fast.

"Yes, eat rice first, yes. After that, eat rujak. It's gonna hurt the stomach." Icha persuaded Marco like persuading a little boy who would not eat.

"Ck. can't, baby. I'll puke." Reject Marco not like. "Today I should see a doctor." Marco continues. Icha frowned.

"Check the doctor? Are you sick?" Icha slightly turned her head to look at Marco. The man shook his head.

"don't know. It's just that I can't touch the rice at all, can't smell the fry." Marco Papar. "When you go, I never eat rice and all cooking should be without oil." He explained the current situation.

Unable to hold back the laughter, Icha closed her mouth so that her voice would not be heard. He did not expect the rich businessman who is famous for his genius is very innocent in the science of pregnancy. He did not realize that he was suffering from Couvade syndrome.

Marco felt a shock from Icha's body. He raised his head to see the face of his wife who was laughing amusedly.

"Kok laugh?" Rajuk Marco's. "You're glad your husband's sick?" Marco's protest was upset.

"No way I'm glad you're sick." Quickly kill Icha. "Yes, check here. Once a week the doctor comes here, so you check it out." Icha Proposal.

"At least once a week? Why?" Marco asked in wonder.

"Yes, check it out. Grandpa asked for it." Answer Icha enigmatic. Marco looked at him suspiciously. "What the hell? How'd you see that?"

"You're not sick, are you?" Marco asked curiously.

"No, I'm not healthy. It's really healthy." Icha's law convinced Marco.

They keep telling stories, let go of each other's longing and let go of all the misunderstandings that occurred.

Tok...

"It's noon, baby. We didn't leave the room." Icha laughed amusedly at the two of them who locked themselves in the room. He got up and opened the door.

Wulan who had been standing outside immediately sprayed Icha because she had not eaten. But, he only dared to whisper out of fear of hearing Marco.

"What time is it? Why not eat?" Gerundel Wulan is slow. Icha smiled cutely looking at the ferocious face of Wulan. Even funnier, Wulan often peeked into the room, as she was afraid of Marco suddenly coming out.

"Yes, it's coming out." Answer Icha smile. Wulan opened her eyes and passed from before Icha. The ayu woman just laughed funnyly at Wulan's annoyed but scared behavior because there was Marco.

Before he woke up, he showed his lips to be kissed. Icha deliberately makes the face cramp. Marco turned back and pretended to be asleep.

"haha..." The beautiful woman laughed and saw her husband sulking because he did not get a kiss. "You're funny, baby. If you are angry again asking for mercy." Chirps Icha. "Out there your business opponents are still ketar ketir if you are rampaging, eeh no idea you can sulk too, yes. Spoiled again." Icha God. Marco got up and sat down in front of Icha.

"And I'm like this because of you." Cetus . He quickly kissed those pretty lips. "Sometimes I'm funny to myself." Slowly flowed. He held both hands of Icha.

"Funny what?" Ask Icha.

"I feel like I'm a weak man when I'm dealing with you." I am without shame. Icha smile. He kissed the lips of his beloved husband.

"For me, you're not a weak man. But you're my greatest man." Icha made Marco happy. "Exit, yuk. We must have been waiting for."

They embrace each other out of the room to the dining room. Everyone was waiting there. Feeling tired from waiting or lethargic because of hunger. I don't know, only they know. However, all woke up standing when they saw Marco and Icha coming. Suddenly there was no more lethargic face like that. They compactly threw a sweet smile in front of Marco.

"Sit down. I'm just a guest here." Marco's friendly voice made the atmosphere cool. "Sir Jaka, Santini's aunt." Marco immediately took a seat next to Icha who had already sat down. However, Mr. Jaka, bi Santini, Wulan and Raymond are still standing.

"Sir Jaka, sit here. Where Jaka used to sit." Tegur Icha friendly.

"No, no need to non. Mr. Jaka and aunt eat in the kitchen." Reject Pak Jaka sungkan.

"Sir Jaka, sit down. We all eat here!" Marco's orders were polite and sincere. "Don't because of my presence, your harmony for the past few weeks has been disturbed. Remember, we are just guests. Mr. Jaka and bi Santini are the hosts here." Marco continued in a soft voice. "It is impossible for the host to eat in the kitchen and let the guest eat alone at the dining table." Marco was wise. Icha nodded in support of her husband's statement.

"Come, bi. We sit as usual every night. Don't be shy." Icha Seloroh.

Paka Jaka began to move to sit in the chair where she used to sit, the seat of the head of the family, followed by aunt Santini to the right of her husband and Wulan facing Icha, while Raymond beside Wulan, dealing with his boss.

"Please, sir..." Aunt Santini tried to shake off her nervousness. "I cooked all without oil and without rice as well, as Mr. Raymond directed. But, this is bulgur. Wheat substitute rice. I hope you enjoy." Obviously the aunt is well mannered and happy to see Marco smiling.

"It shouldn't be, bi. Cook to the taste of all. I can eat in the room." Marco said.

"It's okay, sir. It looks good too." Tympan Raymond.

"Oh, let's eat." Icha serves her husband followed by others take their share, then eat in a condolence. Although Marco has tried to melt the atmosphere but the feeling of arrogance is still there.

"hmmm.. tasty too, bi. Bulgur is also delicious. Aunt eman's great at cooking." Praise Icha who since pregnancy his appetite has increased dramatically.

"You should feel at home here. The food is so good." Tirap Marco. "You become more and more filled with it." Marco's whisper in Icha's ear. His wife smiled in embarrassment.

They enjoyed the new food menu this afternoon because it followed Marco's strange mood for a few days.

The Flash back End.

Bibi and Wulan were busy cooking dinner in the kitchen with Raymond and Jaka. As for Icha, don't ask where the pregnant woman is. She was locked up in her room by her beloved husband. You know themselves they are doing🙈

"Darling.. come out, yuk. We were in the room. You're not bored?" Rajuk Icha's.

"Are you bored with me?" Marco's question is getting sensitive.

"uhuh?" Icha was surprised by her husband's strange question. "Kok that's it? Yeah, I'm not just bored in my room. It's good outside, same other rame." Icha's repugnance with her soft voice made Marco increasingly want to lock her in the room.

"Yes, you're tired of dong just like me?" Marco kekeh accused Icha. Icha shook her head quickly.

"It's not that, honey." The bad mood that Marco showed really made him look different. Personal fierce and flat invisible no longer. Marco became a sensitive man and seemed spoiled.

Icha gently stroked her stomach. He smiled happily. With her pregnancy, Marco becomes more in need of Icha and more eager to be close to his wife.

"Not good with the others. Mending we join them so many." Icha still explained patiently and gently. The man finally gave up. He got up and gave a kiss on Icha's forehead.

"I'll go to the bathroom first." Marco's Permission. Icha looked at her husband's back until he disappeared into the bathroom.

"I think we should be more patient with your papa, son. Papa's getting more sensitive and irritable now." Icha invites to talk about the fetus in its womb.

He smiled happily.