When My Husband Changed
1. Zicka's Feelings

"Mas, tonight you're coming home!" zicka said while commenting on a smile.

"Let's go," when Marcel's cold heart made Zicka's heart rumble.

Again the cold attitude Marcel got. However, Zicka kept trying to be patient. Maybe Marcel has a problem.

"Come on Mas, time' comes home late and on. It used to be nothing. It was still a family gathering, but now it's really hard. Keep busy. Until there is no time for children and wives" Zicka protested while putting on a scowl.

If Zicka used to behave like that, then Marcel would immediately hug and kiss his cheek, he hopes even now still. Although she was a little hesitant considering the nature and attitude of her husband at this time almost changed 180°.

"The name is busy, too" said Marcel and left his coffee untouched.

"Always that's it. What's wrong if I ask for time to gather together. The wife needs not only money, but also the presence of a husband and father of her children" Zicka complained as Marcel disappeared from her sight.

The frowny face instantly turned to glassy. Her heart wondered, what made her husband's attitude change like this?

Today is the 4th anniversary of their wedding. So Zicka wanted to celebrate even if it was just the three of them, Zicka, Marcel, and Meyra. But his wish was gone.

For some reason, this 2-year-old attitude of her husband is really ketus. Zicka knew, indeed from the beginning of the nature of her husband like that, Marcel was a bit selfish, but she did not know why the more day his attitude was not only more selfish, but also ketus, and rough. Never give up, let alone admit wrong.

Every mistake, instead of admitting wrong, just the opposite blame and anger. He did not hesitate to raise his hand or throw whatever was in front of him. Marcel's attitude sometimes frustrates Zicka, but she realizes she has a daughter she must protect. Therefore, he was trying to hold on. Although he did not know until when the limit of his patience was tested. She is just an ordinary woman. His heart is not as big as the ocean. When this pain is constantly fostered, it is not impossible that he will give up.

Tok tok ...

"Morning, Ka," said Marvin when the door was wide open. Marvin is Marcel's younger brother. He's not much different than Zicka.

"Eh, you're Vin. Morning too. Tumben this early in the morning has come," said Zicka as she let him in.

"Norabelle ... I brought this for you."

Marvin gives a parcel to Zicka. Zicka accepted it with pleasure. That's how good Marvin is. He is very caring and considerate with Zicka and also Meyra, his favorite nephew.

"What is Vin?" Ask Zicka curious.

"Well, open it!" marvin replied with a smile.

"Well, chicken noodles. I know that Meyra hasn't had breakfast yet" Zicka said with a big smile.

"Tau donk, I'm .. oppps. Ah not so. Hehee ..."

"What am I, let's finish your words!" zicka orders with glaring eyes pretending to be fierce.

"Do you know or want to know?" goda Marvin blinks his eyes.

"Yes, really, in the eyes of many worms, the problem is rarely bathing. Hehehe ..." Zicka chuckles amusedly chimed in.

"Enak aja rarely shower, oom diligent shower yee even already like eating, can be 3x a day, let the fragrance continue. If you don't believe it, kiss," Marvin brought his body closer to Zicka so that Zicka smelled her scent but Zicka ran around laughing at Marvin. Meyra also laughed at Zicka and Marvin who were chasing.

Yes, Marvin is very good. Marvin's attitude can always bring happiness to Zicka and Meyra. Meyra is closer to Marvin than Marcel. Even when sick, Meyra did not want to meet Marcel, but instead wanted to meet her uncle, Marvin.  Marvin eventually accompanied Meyra like a father when the status was only Meyra's uncle. Marvin's presence brought the warmth that Zicka had longed for. Even unbeknownst to Marcel, Marvin has a call of his own to Zicka, Icka. When in front of Marcel he called as usual, Zicka, but behind he called him Icka. Zicka never had a problem with that.

"Vin, how come you only buy 2 packs? Did you have breakfast?" ask Zicka while eating her chicken noodles.

"Not yet, it's running out, just a little bit of the remaining 2 packs," replied Marvin with a smile while watching the two mothers and children eat the chicken noodles.

"Duh, sorry I don't know. If you know earlier, I've shared 3 of you chicken noodles," said Zicka felt a little sorry and unkind.

"Udah, no papa. Eat only the important thing you and Meyra are full," said Marvin who is not so concerned about it.

"Hmmm .. how if you eat what I just, I'm also not too laper anyway than not exhausted," Zicka bargained to Marvin who actually frowned then he smiled grinning.

"No want to take what you, but if you eat both I want," replied Marvin who suddenly made Zicka's face reddened, her husband was reluctant to eat a plate with her, and even his sister, and her brother, Marvin was happy to eat with him.

"You're serious?" Tanya Zicka.

Without further ado, Marvin pulls the chicken noodle bowl in front of Zicka and eats it voraciously while occasionally feeding Zicka.

Meyra never protested her uncle's attitude, instead the presence of her uncle was always Meyra awaited.

"Eh Vin, you don't work today, it's 8 o'clock, '" Zicka reminded.

"It's good to have your own business Ka, want to come when it's free. The important thing is that my employees already know the schedule to open and close the store. Not like Marcel's brother, his work is time-bound, so he does not have time even just to gather his own children and wife," marvin said casually but so pierced the recesses of Zicka's heart that was not okay.

Without Marvin realizing it, his words made Zicka sad. It's not sad because it's offended, but because that's the truth. Working with other people, making it difficult for her husband to set aside time even to gather with his own children and wife. Go early in the morning and go home so late. Even Meyra often wondered about her father whom she rarely met.

'Mas, don't you ever miss us, your wife and children? We missed you, Mum. Zicka's inner monologue.

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Brother, maybe here there are loyal readers of othor from the Baheula era and have read this story. This story was once published, but it was a long time ago and has been deleted. But now you want to publish again after the revision.

Happy reading. Hope likes. ^^^^^^^^^^^

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