Enough In The Heart
Don't leave me.

Rama entered Valencia's mansion at exactly 12 p.m. A lot of work required him to be overtime with Raymond and Marco. A disheveled face and a tired body made his steps slightly heavy up the stairs towards the room.

For two weeks, he had to leave early in the morning and go home late at night. Marco entrusted the tender that GT Corp managed to him. With guidance by Raymond, he managed to do all the design of the construction of mountain tourism attractions well. Even Marco praised Rama's intelligence. He did not regret raising the man to one of his right hands.

Early met, Marco can see the potential that exists in Rama. Marco believes Rama is a good and responsible man and has above average intelligence. Therefore he did not feel any doubt at all when he invited Rama to join GT Corp without following the company's procedures in receiving employees.

"Great you, yes. Go early in the morning, go home late at night. You think this house is a five-star hotel? It's as if you're coming out without shame." Seru Riska blocked the road of Rama. "The village human policy. Look like the owner of the company." Riska folded her hands on her chest and stared sinisterly at Rama. "I hope you'll leave this house soon. Mild and poor like you don't deserve to be here." He continued to attack Rama with condescending words. Rama closed his eyes holding the anger that had begun to spread from the heart to the brain. His hands were firmly clenched. "It's unlucky that Valencia can match up to useless men like you."

And prang!!!

Riska who was about to continue her scathing words gasped in shock for an instant and widened her eyes in disbelief at the sight of her beloved expensive urn turning into tiny debris strewn around the living room.

"You...!" With mounting anger, Riska pointed a finger at Rama's eyes. However, the guts of the middle-aged woman instantly decreased when she saw the red eyes of Rama who stared fearlessly.

Slowly and still trying to hold back his emotions, Rama lowered Riska's hand politely. The sharp look in his eyes made Riska speechless in anger.

"Don't think too highly of yourself as the greatest, most holy, most everything and then curse people at will." Rama said flatly. "I can be angry too, ma. I can also go crazy if my self-esteem is constantly being stepped on. If I go crazy, I'm sure no one will dare to defend my mom." Riska swallows the salivary violently. Fear begins to appear within. It was like being hypnotized to see the fierce face of Rama. He forgot that Rama had always faced with the rigors of life so as to shape him into a strong man and without fear of everyone.

"I am nothing. But, all this time I can live because of working hard, not hoping to give people. And one more thing, if I'm not a good person, I wouldn't be in this house either. But since I have a conscience towards your daughter, I convinced myself to enter this family for the sake of the baby in the womb of Valencia. And remember...!" Rama raised his finger directly in front of Riska. "It wasn't me who framed your daughter but instead it was by lowering your self-esteem as a woman, your own daughter that set me up." Rama was satisfied because tonight he had dared to take out all the junk he had saved himself since living in this luxurious house. Without saying goodbye, he turned around and walked towards the stairs of the second floor.Sounding the sound of shards of bells stepped on Rama's pantofel shoes made Riska aware of fear. He saw Rama with shuntai steps stepping one by one stairs until it disappeared from the sight of the eye. He lives alone with gloomy lights and debris scattered around the living room to the middle room.

"Dam... My expensive urn." He collected the debris by hand. "Did he think he could replace this expensive urn?" His eyes continued to gather the small debris.

"What are you doing?" Christo's voice shocked Riska. He immediately stood up and approached Christo.

"Look at your beloved poor daughter-in-law, pa. He dared to fight my mother. He even broke my mother's expensive urn. He's getting more and more insolent." Said Riska back emotion considering the treatment of Rama earlier.

"It is impossible for Rama to intentionally break the urn." Sahut Christo is relaxed yet curious.

"Mama's just asking why she's coming home this late." Refute Riska fast.

"Relatedly? No insult to Rama? Because if you talk well, there's no way that urn could be rubble." Christo does not believe just that given the nature of Riska who likes to demean people. "Here you go, I'm going to sleep." As if he did not care, Christo went straight into the room leaving Riska who was still complaining to see the urn debris.

"Lad..." Shouting Riska called out to Christo who had already walked a long way towards their room. Christo doesn't care.

Actually, Christo was asleep. However, because he felt thirsty he woke up and was about to go to the kitchen to get drinking water. However, he heard Riska's voice talking rudely to someone. Without a sound Christo saw from a distance Riska was issuing harsh words to her daughter-in-law until the sound of broken glass. Christo kept looking over the wall without willing to break up or help Riska, his wife. He was a little surprised to see Rama's fight. During this time Rama never avenged Riska but tonight he saw Rama rebelling. Can not be blamed as well, because anyone would be angry to hear the curse of Riska who stepped on one's self-esteem. Christo believes that Rama is not a bad person who can repay Riska more harshly. But Rama did not do that.

In contrast to Riska who was still crying over the fate of her expensive urn, Rama who was indeed feeling very tired went straight to the bathroom, and then went to the bathroom, clean yourself and soak in warm water for about 15 minutes to flex all the muscles that feel tense. After taking a shower, he headed to the side of the closet where his suitcase was.

"Where's my suitcase?" He was surprised not to see the whereabouts of the suitcase. He searched around the room but nothing. He was about to ask Valencia but the woman had fallen asleep.

"Who picked up my suitcase?" He kept looking all the way to the dressing room. The Valencia closet was opened but not found until Rama's eyes caught a small unopened closet.

Just by using a towel on the lower body, Rama approached the closet and opened it.

"Who arranged my clothes here?" Rama was surprised to see all his clothes were neatly arranged in a closet. "Valencia? Ah, not mugkin." Lazy to think about it, Rama picked up a shirt and shorts and put them on. Right now, he just wants to sleep. His brain is not able to think, it only needs rest after a job that drains his energy and mind, plus he has to spend the rest of his energy facing Riska earlier.

Rama came out of the locker room to the sofa that had been a bed for several weeks.

"Where are the pillows and blankets?" Angry Sung. He looked towards the bed. It's right there. Alongside Valencia who are already engrossed with beautiful dreams. Rama took it slowly so as not to disturb his wife's sleep and brought her back to the sofa.

"Ahhh. I'm so tired." Slowly after laying down your head.

"Today there were a lot of strange things that I went through. Mama Riska with her insults that really make me angry. My clothes are suddenly in the closet." Selorohnyannya slow.

"Ah...tomorrow I'll just think about everything. I'm sleepy." After saying the prayer, he fell asleep.

At 2 am, Valencia woke up. Her hips were cramped due to the pressure from inside her stomach.

"Ssssh." His complaint. He wakes up and searches for the whereabouts of Rama. "Kok he's not sleeping here." Valencian murmured softly as his eyes caught the figure of a handsome man sleeping on the sofa.

Since he learned the secret of Mama Riska, Valencia began to change the way he looked and thought to Rama. Even she could not deny if there was one feeling in her heart every time she looked into her husband's eyes. However, Riska's selfishness and incitement covered her logic and heart.

"And I moved the pillow and the blanket to the bed..." Lirih Valencia. He hoped Rama would sleep together on his soft bed. But, he was wrong. Rama had already fallen asleep on the sofa, the place where he was lying when he first entered this room.

"Shhh..." Suddenly Valencia hissed withstanding pain in the lower part of the abdomen. He stroked slowly until he felt comfortable and leaned on the back of the bed. "He was asleep. Must be tired all day." His words slowly looked towards Rama who was completely unperturbed by the sound of Valencia complaints. All the bad things that he had thrown at Rama crossed back in memory. There is regret in my heart.

Araaaang!

There was the sound of things falling and breaking.

"Valencia...!" With a swift Rama who keget woke up immediately hugged Valencia. "Why?" Ask panicked.

"My stomach is starting to hurt." Valencia was slow. "I'm going to the bathroom." Hugging his wife's shoulder, Rama drove Valencia into the bathroom. "You don't want to go out first?" Ask Valencia to Rama. Their not-so-close relationship makes Valencia still like to feel awkward in front of her own husband.

"Are you okay by yourself?" Rama asked worriedly. "What is your stomach?"

"The pain is still missing. That's why I'm gonna check first. Who knows if there are signs of childbirth." Answer Valencia slowly. However, he suddenly hugged Rama's arm tightly.

"Why?" Rama asked in panic.

"sick." The Valencia wanek.

"Yes, don't check anymore. We're going straight to the hospital." In a panic-stricken spirit, Rama carried Valencia out of the room and headed straight for the trunk.

"Come, up..." Rama helps his wife get in the car and he himself acts as a driver.

"Don't you tell me papa and mama first?" Ask Valencia.

"When I get to the hospital, I'll call papa. Now what matters is that you're dealt with quickly." Rama no longer cared about the sleeping clothes he wore, most importantly the safety of Valencia.

"Thank you..." Valencia in silence. Rama who was focusing on driving immediately turned to see Valencia who had started to look pale on his face.

"For?" Rama asked briefly and returned to concentration on the streets.

"For all your patience...." His mouth was bowed in shame. "Swcssh...." Valencia fizzed again because of illness.

"That's it. don't think about anything else. We need to get to the hospital soon." Because of his panic, Rama drove a little quickly to arrive soon.

Almost 25 minutes they reached the hospital parking area. Rama was about to get out and call some nurses who were on guard at the IGD. However, his hand was held back Valencia.

"Slowly. I'm okay." Valencia's speech gently reminded Rama. The man nodded slowly but there was something different, according to Rama. Valencia turned a little soft. In fact, he was not angry when Rama grabbed his shoulders. He began to give a sweet smile to Rama.

Didn't get out of the car and was greeted by a beautiful nurse.

"Can you help me, sir?" Asked the nurse while looking at Rama a little wildly. The body of the sixpack seen behind the tight thin t-shirt refreshes the eyes of every girl who sees.

"My wife is giving birth." Rama replied honestly without caring about that wild look. Hearing the wife's words, the nurse's countenance turned irritated. He turned his body into the staff room without a word.

"Snack." Chirp Rama was astonished to see the young nurse's behavior. Shortly after, 3 midwives came out of the room and approached Rama. One of the midwives quickly took out a gurney for the patient.

"Sir... Where's your wife?" Ask one of the senior midwives. Without a sound, Rama walked towards the car and opened the door. Valencia got out of the car and went straight up the gurney.

"Non't go anywhere. I don't want to be alone." Valencia's whisper was soft as it fell asleep on top of the gurney. He clasped Rama's hand when the man just fell silent as if he did not want to accompany him inside. Rama smiled sweetly. He was just afraid Valencia did not want to be accompanied by him.

"I want to call papa first. Mama will come with you." Rama let go of Valencia and let his wife be taken into the examination room with the three midwives. He took a mobile phone and contacted Valencia's parents. After getting an answer from Christo, Rama walked towards the room where Valencia was. He sat in a long chair outside the room.

"Sir.. You can go with your wife." The voice of a midwife surprised Rama who was daydreaming, impatiently waiting for the baby to be born. He is happy, but considering his relationship and an unhealthy Valencia makes Rama pessimistic about the future of their household.

"Later-in-law I came and accompanied my wife inside." Rama's voice sounded. The senior midwife smiled as if understanding the condition of this husband and wife.

"Sir.your wife is crying bitterly inside because you refused to accompany her earlier." The midwife's whisper was half tempting to Rama. Without waiting for long, Rama immediately opened the door of the room and met Valencia. Right said the midwife. Valencia was crying.

"What's wrong?" Hearing Rama's voice, Valencia turned his head quickly. She looked more and more at the face of her husband. Rama hugged Valencia full of affection. He rubbed the beautiful woman's head and gave a kiss there.

"What's wrong? It hurt?" Rama asked in a whisper while continuing to hug Valencia. The woman shook her head. He let go of Rama's embrace but their distance was very close.

"Don't stay with me..." Painful writing.