Marsel's Choice

Marsel's Choice
32: The Marcels?



Note author: sorry if there are many shortcomings in the story, because the author is still a beginner πŸ”°


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Arriving at the Thomas family residence, Enrico and Enrico's assistants help Marsel to stand, they bring Marsel into his house.


"Excuse me.... "


Salma who was in the family room heard the knock on her door, and then saw her wall clock showing 11pm.


Salma opens the door to her house, and Enrico and Enrico's assistant hold Marsel's shoulders.


"Put it on the couch" said Salma.


Marsel was laid on the sofa, Enrico tried to let go of Marsel's embrace by sitting almost down, while Salma slowly helped Enrico release her embrace.


"Aunty, if that's what I'm sorry to go home, because Arinska must be waiting for me. "pamit Enrico.


" Oh yes, thanks in advance Marcell has reached home yes Rico, heart on the road." said Salma.


Salma led Enrico to his doorstep, and he closed the door and turned to the living room to see his son coming home drunk.


"Who was that, baby? Marsel's home, huh?! " ask Thomas who came out of the room.


"Mas, already, save his emotions first mas same Marsel, pity he was drunk, not yet conscious" said Salma.


"It is you Salma, pamper him too much, look at him now.... "


"Udah mas! Don't be extended! What matters is that he's home! " sternly Salma, Thomas who was nagging earlier instantly fell silent.


"Yes well, then I'll go to bed again... "


Thomas then enters his room again, while Salma accompanies Marsel.


Suddenly without a cue, Marsel wants to vomit, Salma frantically looks for a place to catch Marsel's vomit.


Unfortunately there is no, he was forced to give up his hands to accommodate his son's vomit, and it was covered up to his negligee.


"Pake vomit too, to the back this used to be forced... "


Salma quickly rushed towards the bathroom while carrying the vomit of Marsel and his negligee covered in vomit of his son, resisting the disgust of wanting to throw it away immediately.


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When Misella comes out of her room, she sees Marsel sleeping on the sofa, apparently drunk.


"About the mentang is already working, use the drunken event as well, this must not be in the same mama's mop... "


Misella then took a mop, she then mopped the floor that there was Marsel's vomit.


While mopping the floor, which Marsel had been delirious and kept silent, he suddenly cried.


"Sela... Mamma... Papa." said Marsel while crying during his drunken influence.


"What else is this talk about? " ask Misella.


"I'm sorry, I'm sorry... I know I'm guilty, make you all hate me... But I don't really want to make you hate me. "sobs Marsel.


Misella sees Marsel getting into tears she then stops mopping, she wants to hear her sister.


"This is all for all of you... I'm kind of a bitch and make you hate that because it's for you... I'm sorry... I'm sorry to be rude to Misella, to fight with my mom and dad, and to make my own two adopted sisters and the woman I wanted to ask to hate me for... I'm sorry... "


Misella only heard her sister who was delirious, but the speech from her brother was able to make her curious.


"Misella... Brother is rude to you... I'm sorry... I'm afraid I slapped you yesterday... You are still my most beloved sister, all of my nature is because of your dear sister, Misella... Brother wants to struggle with the focus of work so that your tuition fees are never interrupted and can send you well, Misella.... And brother wants to give up on you so that you can marry Raka according to the promise of brother first when brother was a teenager, giving you a way to be with Raka that for you, Misella.... Your dear brother, you do not want you to have to stop your school and look at fate just stop at D2 like your brother... Brother wants you to get a college degree, so that someday your fate is not like a brother who has to work in an ordinary company and can only hitchhike working with friends only, so that later on your fate is not like a brother who has to work in an ordinary company and can only hitchhike working with friends only, sister wants to work all those costs for your college, my dear sister Misella. "sobbing Marsel who is drunk.


Hearing that, Misella realized, it turns out her brother did not think of looking for a partner and the focus of the work was only for her, she cried when she heard her brother who seemed real to her.


"Sister... "


Misella cries, she hugs the drunk Marsel, but she cries only unconscious and does not feel Misella holding her.


Salma then comes, Misella who hugs Marsel, looks both are crying.


"Papa... Mamma... Forgive the grown-up Marsel... Maybe the words and attitude of Marsel yesterday to you disappointed even make you all hate Marsel... Marsel is so just for all of you, Marsel wants to help papa who soon wants to retire, help mama whose business wants to rise again when the pandemic is gone, and want to send Misella well so as not to fate like me... I love you all, I hurt you all too, I'm sorry... I'm sorry. "ngigau Marsel.


"Yes brother... We also apologize to you sister." said Misella.


Salma then approached Misella, Misella whose shoulder was touched by Salma then turned her gaze, she then wiped her tears and approached Salma.


"Misella, now we can see why our sister is like that, we are all guilty of the same." said Salma.


"I... Yes mah... Sela also feels guilty about her sister... Sela was wrong with sister. "sobs Misella.


"Yes already, tomorrow we all apologize same brother yes, justin first his brother sleeps, we also have to sleep huh? " ask Salma.


"Yes, " said Misella.


Misella then rushes to her room, she picks up her spare blanket then blankets the slumbering Marsel and kisses her brother on the cheek.


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"Agh, my head is dizzy, " complained Marsel.


Marsel scrunched his forehead, he tried to be conscious and he felt thirsty.


"Silent-natured? "


Marsel gazed at the kitchen, Misella bringing her some water to drink.


"Diminum brother, brother last night was drunk because of it. ", said Misella.


Marsel took a drink from Misella, and then gulped down his drinking water.


Marsel was relieved, he then wanted to put the glass, but was afraid of falling finally Misella who put it on the table.


"Misella." call Marsel, Misella who puts the glass staring at Marsel.


"Sela, brother is really sorry about yesterday yes, it's really an emotional big brother, until you are the one you should protect even in the hands of your own brother you hurt. Brother is really sorry, brother realized it was all the fault of brother." said Marsel.


Misella shook her head, holding back her cries she then immediately hugged her brother tightly.


"Ngga brother, not the wrong sister, but Sela... Sela should not interfere with my sister's business, because all this time my sister never meddled in my business, except when my business was not true at all... I'm the one who should apologize to you, sister. "sobs Misella.


Marsel hugged Misella, he buried his chin on Misella's shoulder and his hand stroked her hair.


"We're all wrong, brother is wrong for playing hands with you, and you are also wrong to always press brother over all you want it for brother. Brother sure, everything you want for brother is all good, but brother has not been fully able to fulfill it all" said Marsel.


"I... Da... Sela... Brother did it all for me, mama and papa right...? " ask Misella.


"Do you know where Sela is from? " ask Marsel.


Misella just kept quiet, she hugged Marsel tightly again.


"But it's true, you did it all for you, because it could be your responsibility to be able to help all of you at home. You're the only one you've got, so you want to be happy without your sister having to look at you, mom and dad dizzy with your business... Brother would love to send you to school until you get a college degree, Sela... Brother wants to help mom to revive her catering business affected by last year's pandemic, and also sister wants to save for your needs when papa arrives to retire from her job... That's all you want your brother to make, you want your mom and dad to be happy" said Marsel.


Misella who was carried away and the speech of Marsel made her cry again, she hugged Marsel again tightly.


"Sister....! Sela dear same sister...! Sorry Sela who always makes sister depressed and makes sister always mentally burdened with what Sela wants for sister...! Sela, I'm sorry...! " crying Misella.


Salma then came, Marsel who was hugging Misella looked towards Salma.


"Marsel dear, mama also apologizes to you yes son, mama yesterday just play with your hands... Right you said, you should have listened to you directly, not listened to her from Misella... Mama loves you very much, you are also willing to fight for mama, Sela and your papa, we do not realize all this time you are fighting for us... We should be your back when you are tired and have problems, not always stressing you to obey our wishes... Forgive us, son, " said Salma.


Marsel nodded his head, he wanted his mother to hug him.


Thomas then came, without saying anything he immediately hugged Marsel, rarely did Thomas want to hug the adult Marsel, because no longer like the old Marsel.


"Papa's sorry about you too, Marsel... Papa can't control your emotions and slap you like that yesterday... Papa's really sorry. " said Thomas.


Marsel nodded his head, they all hugged tightly and kissed each other on the cheeks.


With affection and problems that have been solved together, they finally make up, they promise to always solve the problem to its roots first and not impose each other's will.


"Marsel has good news for all of you" said Marsel.


"Oh yeah, what's that kid? " ask Salma.


"Marsel plans to propose to Wulan again, mah, so for now, Marsel asked for his support and prayers for Marsel, so that Marsel smoothly just when he wants to do the goodwill for Wulan" answer Marsel.


Misella, Salma and Thomas expressed their gratitude, finally Marsel has decided on a partner of his own choosing, the three of them support Marsel who wants to propose to Wulan.


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