Enough In The Heart
One day he will be the boss.

"No doubt, dear.The end of the story Valencia had to marry the man who impregnated him for his own carelessness." Pampered Icha leaned against Marco's chest after wading through the sea of pleasure together. Without wearing clothes they are still busy hugging in thick blankets.

"It's not over, which is precisely the beginning of the storm of their household journey." Marco stroked Icha's arm. "There will still be a lot of drama Valencia is making." Icha frowned not understanding. "Their marriage was done by force, not by love. I wish Rama could survive." Imbuh Marco quickly responded to his wife's clueless face.

"I saw Rama was a good man." Icha Say.

"Very good." Marco quickly agreed to Icha's remarks. "You can imagine that those who impregnate other men, not necessarily they want to be responsible." Marco took a deep breath. "Then from that, I hope Valencia can see the good side of Rama. If not, he will regret it." Icha nodded in agreement to Marco's words.

"Udah ah. shower, yuk. I'm gonna play with Leon." Without much questioning, Marco holds Icha's body and takes her to the bathroom.

"www..." Icha cried out in shock suddenly feeling her body hovering in the air. He pinched Marco's chest.

"How are you getting heavier?" Marco's temptation makes Icha glare dislikely. "hahahaha..." Marco looked up at his wife's expression. "Basar women. dikatain weight only directly sensi."

"Yes, he is..." Icha manyun. "What's getting heavier, baby?" Ask kepo.

"Little..." Marco puts Icha into the bathtube and then presses a button to fill the water. He also incorporated Icha's favorite rose-flavored liquid soap. "But stay beautiful. It's even more sexy." Marco hugged Icha's body from behind. Icha just laughed happily at Marco's chatter.

Just cleaning the body takes more than an hour. It was because Marco was back to fondle his wife. With resignation, Icha served the wishes of her husband. They re-knit pleasure in an expensive marble-walled bathtub.****** both creatures of the opposite sex it makes them more aroused to continue to reap pleasure.

"Aaaaaaah.great, yaaaang." Finally ******* long audible from both their lips.

"Thank you, baby..." Marco kissed Icha's lips, which looked tired, closing his eyes. He helps clean the body of the wife who looks very tired.

15 Minutes later, they came out of the bathroom with their own towels. Icha prepares Marco's change of clothes before he wears his own.

"Hi, cake..." Greet Marco when they're in the back garden. Baby Leon who saw the presence of his parents immediately rambled happily and reached out to Marco.

"Hey papa's son.. has been smart ngocheh yes now." Marco welcomed the baby Leon's hand and immediately held his eldest son.

"sirrr..." Leon's babbling. Everyone laughed happily at the cute voice of the puffed baby.

"Grandfather happy.is still given the opportunity by God to see you happy even more can see the growth and development of great grandad." Gramps quietly. He gently stroked Leon's head which was already very active.

"Grandfather does have to live longer to see grandfather's great-grandchildren." Imbuh Marco fast. Grandpa laughed at Marco.

"What do you want to give Grandpa another great-grandchild?" Ask grandpa happy.

"Surely dong, cake..." Marco fast. Icha snorted annoyedly at Marco's uncompromising reply with her.

"hahahahahaha.look at Marissa's face." Grandpa's laughter echoes the look of Icha's annoyed face.

"No papa, no. Just calm down. I'm ready to look after Leon's baby brothers." Sambar Rossa was guarding Leon.

"Ck. you again." Icha on Rossa. Everyone laughed happily.

"Grandpa wishes Adam and Sania could feel this happiness." Lirih sad grandfather.

"Sure, cake. someday daddy and mommy will feel this happiness." Pungkas Icha give spirit to grandfather. He didn't want to see the old man grieve. "Darling... How about we go to America to see Opa and Oma Leon?" Ask Icha. "Leon has been 9 months but has not met his opa and oma." Connect Icha again.

"Daddy and mommy are coming here, baby... Dady called me at the office yesterday." Marco quietly.

"Oh yeah? Adam didn't tell grandpa." Seloroh Grandpa doesn't believe it.

"Yes, cake.daddy just finished a big project there, so it can only come here" said Marco.

"Adam must be so happy to see his granddaughter." Grandpa smiled.

"Auntributor..." Leon called Rossa with an aunt's greeting.

"Yes, handsome. Wanna snack?" Ask Rossa softly.

Grandpa and Marco were stunned to see the development of baby Leon who had more and more vocabulary.

"Mam..." Leon said funny.

"Yes, it's time to eat a banana, yes..hunger is this aunt's handsome." It turns out Leon can already ask for his favorite food to Rossa. Marco laughed happily at Leon's development.

"Smart man, yes..." Said amazed.

"Udah dong. Aren't you, son?" Icha clasped Leon's hand which kept stepping. While Rossa headed towards the kitchen to prepare snacking for Leon.

"Good afternoon, ladies... It's the tea." Hartini came up with a tray containing three cups of tea and Icha-made nastar cake setoples. "Baby Leon wait for aunt Rossa, yes." Hartini kissed Leon's hand.

"Thank you bi..." Friendly Icha.

"Together, non." Hartini back in the kitchen.

"What about Rama?" Ask grandpa.

"Still be your assistant?" Ask Grandpa was astonished.

"Still, cake. Christo hasn't invited him into their company." Marco spoke while continuing to look at Leon's adorable manner. "Lagain let Rama look for experience in GT Corp first until he is able to stand alone." Marco continues. He took a glass of tea and sipped it with pleasure. The lemon-scented tea was warm to the stomach.

"Yes, you're right. Let Rama study at GT Corp first." Grandfather supported Marco's decision. "Keep guiding him until he is able to become a leader." Grandpa is serious.

"Surely, cake." Marco's Promise.

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Meanwhile at Christo's residence, a debate was going on inside a room. Husband and wife who have just three days legally form a household.

"I don't want to move from here. If you want to move, you move there. You don't deserve to live in a big house like this." That sarcastic phrase came out of Valencia's mouth. Rama shook his head looking at Valencia's attitude. However, a sweet smile remained on her lips.

"You're my wife. After marriage, you are my responsibility." Rama kept replying to him with a low volume of sound. There's no anger. There's no hate. He just felt Valencia still had to be guided to be like a wife.

"Don't be your responsible snob. What do you have??? It's probably responsible." Ketus Valencia underestimated her husband. Rama took a heavy breath.

"Why do you measure everything by treasure?" Ask Rama slowly. Valencia looked at Rama.

"If there is no treasure, what can you do?" Sewot. "But it's because of the money you want to fuck me?" Ketus. Again Rama had to take a heavy breath and throw it rough.

"Can't you think more postitively than money and possessions? This could be God's way of meeting us." Rama was patient.

"Your cut! It was the wrong destiny. God knows what kind of character I want. Not a poor man like you." Press Valencia upset. Rama looked into the round eyes of Valencia. Well-favoured. But baby, there's no love for her in those eyes. There is only anger and hatred.

Valencia was wrongly stared at by a man who was already her husband. It is undeniable that this poor man is so responsible that he wants to marry her. However, social status remains a major issue for Valencia. Never once did he dream of marrying a man who gave up property, the house was still a contract with his mother.

"Why do you see me like that?" The Valencia crowd doesn't like it. Rama smiled. Sweet. Thought Valencia for a moment.

"Aren't you tired of being angry? Kasian our son. Mending now you're a wife." Gently Rama continued to take the heart of Valencia. He realized that a woman like Valencia must be faced gently, then by itself must one day his heart will melt.

"You don't need to teach me." Valencia walked slowly towards the sofa to sit down. That's right Rama said. In this way, anger can feel exhausting.

Rama took the water and gave it to Valencia.Although upset, Valencia still received the glass filled with water because he was very thirsty now. Rama smiled at Valencia who spent a lot of water.

"Now rest. I have to get ready. Mr. Marco told me to meet a client at the restaurant x seven o'clock tonight." Rama opened the clothes suitcase and picked up clothes to wear. "Thankfully it's not tangled." He muttered softly while looking at the sky blue shirt in his hand.

Yes, Valencia does not allow Rama to use a closet in his room. No sleeping in bed. Rama had to sleep on the sofa room. However, Rama is not a spoiled man who should complain about being treated so badly by his own wife. He who lives a difficult life from childhood, has been accustomed to sleeping in a chair even on a cold floor. Especially now that he is taking the heart of his wife and trying to get her love. He doesn't want to look spoiled and whiny.

All the movements of Rama can not be separated from the vision of Valencia. There was a strange taste in his heart but he did not understand what it meant. Does Valencia feel sorry for the man who is legally her husband because he has to sleep on the sofa and always receive all the bad treatment?

Ah. the stupid time.

Valencia turned his back to Rama. He closed his eyes when his waist started to hurt.

"Why you?" Rama reflexively held onto Valencia's shoulder when he heard a slight complaint of pain from his wife's mouth. "What's sick?" Ask Rama to worry. Instead of getting an answer even his hand was pushed roughly by Valencia.

"Not hold on!" Valencia don't like it. Rama immediately distanced himself. Valencia got up from his seat and walked towards the bed. He must lie down for a while to unwind and straighten the waist muscles that feel pain.

Rama was silent to see Valencia. He immediately took a shower and prepared to go to a restaurant where he met clients from Japan. Before coming out of the room, he approached Valencia who was already asleep in a dream.

Cup

The big forehead and stomach of Valencia.

"I'm leaving." Whispers slowly.

He realized that his presence had not been accepted by his wife and even his extended family. However, for the sake of the child in the womb of Valencia, he must survive. In fact he was determined to get love and be accepted by Valencia.

Shortly after, he came out of the room down the stairs.

"Where are you going, Rama?" The father-in-law's voice shocked him.

"You're meeting a client from Japan, pa. Mr. Marco has another duty until he orders me to replace." Answer Rama politely. Christo nodded slowly.

"Oh yeah, pa. I might be home late. Titip Valencia yes, pa. He hasn't eaten yet. Now he's sleeping."

"Yes, I'll wake you up for dinner. You be careful." Imbuh Christo friendly. Rama is grateful that his father-in-law has received his presence in this house.

"I'm leaving, pa." Take care and soon pass.

"Where are you going these nights? I'm a big boss." Cibir Riska quipped Rama.

"You take it easy one day he'll be the big boss." Timpal Christo without seeing Riska and just went straight to his study.

"Sad.. big boss." Grunts Riska annoyed.