The Married With You [MARZEL]

[51]. Home to Marvel

Zelia was already at her house, this morning at 10am she was allowed to go home from the hospital. And now that it's 3pm, the woman is sitting on her bedroom couch staring at pictures of herself while still pregnant.

"Isn't this what I want? But why it hurts so much, I would never think of killing him if I knew it would hurt like this" murmured Zelia.

The woman rubbed the corner of her watery eyes, she took a deep breath and then exhaled slowly. Trying to relieve the tightness in his chest while recalling how painful it is to lose a child.

Marvel, who had just come out of the bathroom, walked over to Zelia, and sat down next to his wife."What do you want to eat?"

Zelia who was originally focused on the phone screen in her hand was now staring at Marvel."I'm laper's bells."

"It's late afternoon, and it's time to eat."

"Jude, it's up to you."

"Can't do it, baby. What do you want me to buy?"ask Marvel while confirming Zelia's messy hairdo.

"The driver eats satay with meatballs" replied Zelia.

"Okay, I'm a pesenin. What do you want to drink?"

"White water at home is plenty."

"Yaudah," replied Marvel and grabbed his phone on the table. The man immediately ordered the food that Zelia asked not to forget also for himself.

"I'm working fast, I'll bring it here if it's been nyampe food," said Marvel as he moved from the sofa walking out of the room.

Zelia just silently stared at the back of Marvel who had disappeared behind the door. The woman decided to go to the bathroom and clean her body.

After almost 20 minutes spent in the bathroom, Zelia finally exited the room with an oversize t-shirt in a combination of sepaha hotpants. He walked out of the room down one by one the stairs in his house to the dining room.

"Where's the carvel, mbak?"asked Zelia while sitting in the dining chair while watching her maid who was preparing the food that Marvel had ordered earlier.

"Still in the den, non."The middle-aged woman who was none other than Zelia's maid handed a plate filled with satay and a bowl filled with meatballs to Zelia.

"Thank you, mbak."After that Zelia chose to get out of her chair, walking back up the stairs until now she stopped in front of a brown-painted door that towered in front of her.

Tok tok tok tok

"Darling, I'm in, yeah."

Without waiting for an answer from inside Zelia directly opened the door of the Marvel workroom, she let out a rough sigh as she saw the man was still busy struggling with his laptop screen.

"Say she wants to eat" Zelia said, standing behind the chair Marvel was sitting in.

Marvel is still busy revising some of his documents, he did not respond to Zelia's remarks because he was too focused on his work.

Zelia clucked lazily, then chose to stay away from the man."You're busy for a few days in the hospital, aren't you?"

Marvel raised his head to look at Zelia with a frown."Yes, my job is really piling up. You eat first, yeah."

Zelia threw her body onto the sofa, then shook her head slowly."I'm waiting for you."

"Eat first, Zel! Don't get you sick again" murmured Marvel who's refocused on his work.

"No!"

"You can't think of yourself, think of your health! Don't be a rich kid, yeah!"resolutely Marvel while staring at Zelia sharply.

"Sorry, I don't mean to get angry. But you once knew me, I really dizzy a lot of work in the office that I live in yesterday. And you don't provoke my anger, baby."

Zelia was still silent not returning Marvel's embrace, her once cheerful face now becoming lethargic. Her mood has been ruined because of Marvel, and now her appetite is gone.

"Now let's eat," said Marvel as he moved while pulling Zelia's hand but the woman refused.

"You eat by yourself, I'm not in the mood," the woman walked ahead of Marvel.

Marvel's looking at that snarl pissed off, it's always like this. He felt that his home life had never gone well, never at ease. There was always a fight between her and Zelia.

"Gurghhh!"

Bugh

Marvel clenched his hands tightly after hitting the walls of his study hard, his hair in a rough tousle as if venting his emotions.

"Why can't you ever understand me, Zel?"marvel murmured as he threw his body to the floor.

He leaned his body against the wall, bent both knees and then stared blankly ahead. His face was already flushed with anger, from his eyes already explaining that he was in a lot of trouble.

"Why does it always come at the same time? Office problems, this household problem that never ends. You're the bego, Vel!"it means to yourself.

Bugh

Bugh

The back of his fingers had already been flushed from the loudness of him hitting the floor many times, his eyes reddened as it was not strong enough to withstand all the noise in his mind.

But the next second he immediately moved from his seat, walking out of his study to the room.

Chequelek

As soon as he opened the door, he could see Zelia who was curled up on the bed. But he ignored that, Marvel chose to wear his leather jacket and then snatch the car keys on his nightstand.

"Where are you going?"

Zelia's hoarse voice made Marvel's stride stop at the doorstep. The man had absolutely no intention of turning his back until he finally realized that Zelia was standing behind him.

"Don't go if you have a problem" murmured Zelia as she stared at the firm back of Marvel before her.

"You're an adult, you've got me, you've got a wife. Supposedly if there's a problem that says the same to me, I would gladly be horrified curhatan you, Vel. What have you thought of me all this time? To the extent that every problem you always run away from home, can you trust me to be the place to go when you have a lot of problems?"the revelation of Zelia made Marvel's heart instantly flinch.

Zelia turned Marvel's body around until now faced each other, she cupped her husband's face."So I'm home to you, when you have a lot of problems and others you can tell me. You know I'm always angry about trivial things, because I want to have a place to tell my grievous story. And I already know how difficult it is when we have a lot of problems, but have no place or home to go home to pour it all out" Zelia continued.

"Why don't you want to tell me anything?"zelia asked as she looked at Marvel inside.

"Why is this? You can't hurt yourself, Vel. I love you, I love you and I don't want to lose you" Zelia revealed with teary eyes.

He rubbed the soft back of Marvel's reddened hand, then blew it away many times hoping that Marvel's pain would disappear. His body was slightly jolted as suddenly Marvel pulled him into his warm embrace.

Marvel piled his chin on Zelia's head, feeling a warm and calm sensation at the same time while inside the woman's arms. He's been too blind all along, but Marvel already has a pretty good house for him to come home to when he's in a lot of trouble. But stupidly often he chose to leave when he was fighting.

"Thank you, baby. Thanks to everyone," Marvel revealed, giving a kiss of love in Zelia's face.

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