Enough In The Heart
Honesty Marco.

At midnight Marco arrived in Jakarta on his private jet. He finished all the work without rest so he could go home quickly. He immediately wanted to meet his wife, hugging and inhaling the fragrant smell of the body of the woman he loved.

Arriving at the mansion, he went inside followed by Raymond who was carrying Marco's suitcase of clothes.

"You just fuck it up here. Tomorrow morning we go to the office from here. It's too late." Marco's orders. Raymond looked down obediently. He drove Marco's suitcase to the front door of the main room, then turned to the guest room he used to use when staying. The eyes are not tolerated. Understandably, all day Raymond was quite tired because he had to fly to Malaysia at dawn to help Denta take care of the change of name ValCare, promotion and press conference about the change because Marco did not want to appear in public. Then back again to Indonesia with Marco last night until arriving at 12 more than 30 minutes. So, as the right hand GT Corp Raymond who always replace Marco if you have to deal with journalists.

Marco slowly opened his bedroom door, closed it back silently and approached the bed he and his wife. Looks beautiful face is asleep in the dim light of a sleeping lamp. Marco smiled happily at the peaceful face. Want to immediately hug a body that began to be a little thick because of pregnancy. However, he must clean himself first to avoid viruses or bacteria when on the trip earlier.

Marco immediately entered the bathroom and performed his bathing ritual. He soaked with warm water to relax the muscles that felt stiff due to fatigue in the Neighbor's country for 3 days plus the vile events that Valencia did so that his body had to feel pain due to sleeping pills mixed with stimulant drugs.

Thirty minutes of soaking in warm water with a soothing therapeutic scent potion was enough for Marco to stretch his muscles. He immediately put on his pajamas and climbed onto the bed, hugged Icha and kissed her shoulder. The intense longing made him unable to sleep last night while in Malaysia. He just wanted to go home and hug his beloved wife. He also stroked the big belly of Icha, so that shortly Marco fell asleep while holding Icha.

At about half-five in the morning, Icha squirmed. He was surprised because he felt someone embrace him. He turned around slowly and immediately saw the husband's deep face, a face that was sorely missed but also his heart still asking about the photo that Valencia sent. Between belief and disbelief, he must therefore know his certainty from Marco himself.

Slowly Icha wake up and take ablution then pray. He brought out all his heart to God. Yes, that's Marissa Lebrina's character. It's hard to tell a story or share a problem with others. He always kept it to himself in his heart and complained to God in prayer.

Finish the prayer, as usual Icha down to the bottom floor heading to the kitchen. His cooking habits have been understood by the art. Even Hartini and Rossa who are in charge of cooking in the kitchen are very happy with the existence of Icha who helps them. The friendly and humble young mistress is attached to Icha.

"Morning, pregnant..." Sapa Hartini who is difficult first to be in the kitchen. "The baby's healthy?" Ask Hartini.

"Alhamdulillah." Sahut Icha friendly. "I want to cook for Mr. Marco. What's in the fridge, bi?" Ask Icha.

"Master has come home? When's? Auntie doesn't know." Hartini nodded with many questions.

"Evening, bi. I don't know what time I'm sleeping either." Sahut Icha while peeling onions. "It looks like midnight."

As usual, Icha did not close the distance between them. Mutual storytelling, joking, not even infrequently Hartini and Rossa told about their families in the village.

Hup!

While engrossed in cooking while telling a story, Icha was suddenly startled with a hug on her waist. Who else if not Marco, her flat husband who if again kumat efficanya, can make Icha in the fog.

"Are you awake?" Ask me a soft Icha.

Hartini and Rossa have always seen the affection of their masters and mistresses. Marco will not assume there are people around them if they want to embrace Icha. He must seek tranquility in the recesses of Icha's neck.

"I want to hug you, you don't exist." Whiney Marco spoiled. Hartini and Rossa could only look at each other and smile amusedly at their cold master's behavior. The two arts were deliberately kept busy cooking regardless of Marco's presence. Actually, they could have just come out of the kitchen, but it turns out that two different-aged women also want to see the romantic story of two people.

"Yes, take a shower, yeah. I still have to cook this." Point Icha at the cut of chicken thigh in front of him.

"Fried crunchy, yes. I want to eat the crisps." Pinta Marco is like a child to his mother. Spontaneously, Hartini and Rossa could not help but laugh. With all their might they shut their mouths so that the sound of laughter was not heard by Marco.

"Why you? Want to fire?" The two arts were finally caught laughing at the behavior of a boy Marco. The handsome man snapped with a typical hoarse voice just waking up.

"Huuush... What the hell?" Lerai Icha's. "Why should you threaten that?" Icha glanced at Marco's threat. Although both Hartini and Rossa knew Marco was not serious about his threat.

Marco further immersed his face into the recesses of Icha's neck.

"Well you hug when is this? You don't want to be able to do it?" Chirps Icha who is not free to move because she is hugged by her husband. Marco doesn't care. He kept on sticking to his wife.

"aaaaaaahhhhh...." There was the sound of a woman screaming from inside the guest room. "Go you... less fawning... Why can you sleep here?" The noise was getting stronger. Marco immediately let go of his embrace and ran a little towards that voice. Icha, Hartini and Rossa also ran there.

"What are you guys doing?" Marco rudely opened the door of the guest room and was surprised to see the bed in disarray with pillows strewn everywhere. Even more surprised when he saw Raymond and Wulan were in one room and Wulan was also wrapped around her body with a thick blanket.

Icha shut her mouth in disbelief at what she saw. Hartini and Rossa also widened their eyes in shock.

"Why do you guys get a room?" Marco asked fiercely to make Raymond and Wulan who had been silent because of shock and shock aware and misbehavior

"I'm sorry, sir. Last night you told me to stay overnight, so I slept here because I always slept in this room." Raymond replied nervously. Wulan widened her eyes.

"So, you mean I sneaked in here?" Tanya Wulan did not accept. "Three days I stayed here and always slept in this room." Beber Wulan. "You sneaked in last night, didn't you?"

"Enough! I don't want to know, you two should get married soon." Marco is serious. "I'll take care of your wedding soon."

All who watched could only remain silent in shock due to Marco's orders.

"But, sir, I'm not married yet." Wulan said. "Our part did nothing, sir. We really woke up after waking up this morning." Wulan is still trying to explain to Marco to cancel plans to marry them off.

"Icha. I'm not doing anything. You know I slept in this room for 3 days." Kekeh Wulan asked for Icha's understanding. However, his best friend just fell silent and looked towards Marco. Marco's face showed nothing to be denied. Icha took a slow breath. He shook his head weakly towards Wulan.

"Cha.. please!" Wulan clenched both hands pleading for Icha's help.

"There's no excuse. You'll be married to Raymond soon." Without waiting for a protest from Raymond or Wulan, Marco took Icha by the hand and pulled her slowly towards the second floor where their room was.

"What are you two doing here?" Marco snapped when he turned around and saw Hartini and Rossa standing at his feet. Without the ba-bi-bu, the two arts immediately turned around and quickly walked into the kitchen.

Marco took Icha's hand towards their room.

"Honey.. Kasian Wulan. When you marry them." Icha protest after in room. Marco smiled meaningfully.

"Raymond likes Wulan. It's just that he has not wanted to express his love for your friend. Instead of them playing with cats, better marry them." Marco took off his shirt.

"What do you want?" Icha asked suspiciously when she saw Marco walking towards her bare-chested. Instead of answering, Marco gave a meaningful smile. However, the Icha reaction is different as usual. He held Marco's chest with a cold look.

"Is there anything you want to explain to me?" Ask Icha firmly without a smile. Marco frowned. "If you don't have anything to say, you better take a shower. It's time for the company." Icha turned to the dressing room to prepare her husband's work clothes.

Icha's change made Marco's heart feel sick. He doesn't like to see Icha's rejection. Soon he chased after Icha and immediately hugged his wife from behind.

"Sorry..sorry..." Slowly flowed. "Don't turn me down, baby. I don't like it." Honest speech. His heart was completely unacceptable when Icha rejected him. Not because of the way Icha rejected it but rather the fear of losing Icha. "I'm sorry." Sickly flow.

As usual, Icha's meek heart immediately burst into tears at Marco's sad tone of voice. He turned around and looked into Marco's eyes.

"What are you doing with Valencia? You fucked her, right?" Icha deliberately accused Marco. She wanted to see her husband's reaction.

"Babbed?" Marco's birthday wonder. Means Icha has known the problem during his time in Malaysia. But, who told Icha?

"Where do you know?" Marco asked nervously. Icha turned the body open the closet, choosing Marco's work clothes.

"That's right you fucked her." Lirih Icha immediately accused. "I have plenty of evidence. You had dinner with your ex and continued on to the hotel." Tandas Icha is cold without seeing Marco. He kept busy choosing shirts, suits and pants, and Marco's tie.

Marco's body suddenly trembled. Icha's accusation makes him between feeling guilty but also not because he didn't fuck Valencia. He's framed. That was not the case because Rano and Denta who moved quickly helped him.

He pulled Icha's hand slowly closer. Their eyes looked at each other.

"Look at my eyes." Marco muttered softly. "Do you think I would do such a thing?" Ask Marco.

Icha did not make a sound but he dared to look Marco in the eye. He just wants Marco to be honest. Marco closed his eyes and took a deep breath, powerless to look at Icha's eyes that were starting to wither.

"Yes, I was wrong. I'm not being honest with you. But, believe me, nothing happened." Marco begins to convince Icha. He held onto Icha's hand and took her to sit on the sofa in their room. "Listen to me... I was framed by Valencia. He's taking me to lunch. I thought it wouldn't hurt if I had lunch with him and I wanted to talk a lot about ValCare, because he's been the one who knows the most about the company." Marco paused his words. "But, it turns out, when I was busy finishing work, he paid the restaurant waiter to put stimulants and sleeping pills on my drink." Marco took a breath. "I foolishly drank the pineapple juice of his order. Until finally my body was like heat, the head hurt, the eyes blurred and then I did not realize anything else. Valencia paid some thugs to lift my body to the hotel he had booked before." Icha listened to her husband's story carefully without a sound. "Luckily Rano, Raymond's men were there, looking at me and following Valencia's car. He had some of his men come to take me away while Valencia was bathing. Rano also ordered one of his men to replace me in bed. Then, that night I could return to the hotel where I was staying." Marco stopped talking and looked at Icha's eyes expectantly. "Do you trust me? Or if you don't believe me, you can ask Raymond. Or I'll call Rano now so you can ask him directly." Marco panicked because Icha had no voice at all.

"What happened to Valencia that night?" Ask me suddenly.

"Yeah.I don't know. Maybe he's having fun with Rano's men." Marco replied quickly. Icha was silent again. "Ck. come on, baby. For God's sake, I'm speaking the truth."

"Yes, I believe." Icha started smiling. "I believe my husband will never betray me. I believe my husband will also not be tempted and fall for the charms of his former fiancee." How happy Marco was to hear Icha's words. He immediately knelt before Icha and kissed his wife's distended stomach.

"Thank you, baby. I promise not to betray you and our children." Marco's Promise. Icha smiled and kissed Marco.

"I believe in your promise." Icha Say.