"Shirley!" scolded Marcel, who felt his blood boil, not out of jealousy but because his status as husband and son-in-law in this house was never considered at all."Dude, she's my wife!" said Marcel again in a louder voice. "Keep your hands off her!"Both Shirley and the man turned to Marcel."What's wrong with you?" scoffed the man with a flushed face. "Am I bothering you, Beautiful?"Shirley chuckled."Don't you mind my husband, Peter!" She waved her hand as she giggled amused. "He's probably tired because he's been busy attending to our needs."Marcel shook his head as he watched two humans who were completely ignorant of his existence."Stop this party!" Marcel ordered Shirley sternly. "It's almost morning already, don't you think about other people's peace?""Who the hell is that, so loud?""Can't you just enjoy the atmosphere?"Ronnie and Ciko's voices interrupted each other."This is it, Bro! Marcel's ruining our peace!" exclaimed Shirley as she glanced sarcastically at Marcel.
However, Ronnie squealed when he knuckles slammed into Marcel's stomach.It felt like he was slamming his skin against the surface of a solid wall."Why, Ron?""Bri, why are you in pain?""I'm not in pain!" argued Ronnie for the sake of prestige, he glanced at Marcel who seemed confused by this situation."Go away!" shooed Ronnie as he pushed Marcel away. "Don't interrupt our fun!"Ciko and the others gaped."Ron, are you just going to leave like that?" protested Ciko with a furrowed brow. "If you can't bear to beat him up, let me teach him a lesson!""No, no!" Ronnie intervened, but Ciko still wanted to continue the fight with Marcel, who had done nothing wrong."You're an ignorant brother-in-law!" Ciko swore as he pushed Marcel's shoulder until he stumbled into one of the friends behind him, then he was pushed towards Ciko again and pushed back towards the people surrounding him.And so on until Marcel got fed up and ...."That's enough!" shouted Marcel as he looked around with an a
The chaos of the party was finally contained until the sun was almost up.After his brothers-in-law were laid to rest in their respective rooms, Marcel and the other servants struggled to clear up the party rubbish and clean the room until there were no more traces of drinking."I'm so tired!" Marcel complained in front of Venya when he came to the lab early. "This is the formula you gave me, I only used a little. The servants said that they felt unusual energy."Venya took the formula back and looked at Marcel. "Are you coming to drink?""I forgot ....""They should keep their stamina up for the next few hours, but you look weak already ...."Marcel laid down beside Meru who was busy scribbling on a paper.Venya quickly made Marcel something in the lab, which was a modern concoction of several ingredients mixed and concocted according to the knowledge he had gained so far."Drink up," Venya ordered as she handed Marcel a filled cup."What is this, Venya?""You won't understand even i
Marcel was busy cleaning up the garden when the corner of his eye accidentally caught sight of some people sneaking towards the shed."Bro, why are we the ones who look like thieves?" Ciko commented as he walked after Ronnie who was at the forefront.However, Alvon was the only one who acted like nothing had happened."This is our neighborhood!" said Ciko again."Shut up," Ronnie snapped. "You should know that the warehouse is part of our neighborhood, but there's something you never knew ....""What?" asked Ciko."The lab underneath belongs to Marcel's parents," Ronnie informed him."Seriously?" said Alvon dubiously."I don't believe it," Ronnie snapped as he continued to walk."How can Marcel's parents build a lab right under our shed?" asked Ciko incredulously."I don't really know what their deal is, but that's what I heard from Dad." Ronnie explained. "The reason is to avoid interference from the outside world, such as people coming to visit, or so that their discoveries don't be
Marcel lived his life as usual, as a son-in-law, a maid, and also an occasional punching bag for his irritated brothers-in-law.He didn't mind at all, in fact, sometimes he even enjoyed the theatrics whenever Ronnie and the others played pranks on him."How long has it been since you've eaten leftovers?" asked Ciko when he saw Marcel had the courage to drink openly in the kitchen with them."Probably starting today," Marcel replied as he held up his cup of warm lemon tea."And you'll be eating the new menu?" asked Ronnie for confirmation."I think so," Marcel replied frankly. "After I wash all your clothes."Ciko shared a look with Ronnie."Marcel, I need another dress!" said Shirley. "Don't ruin it, because I won't forgive you."Marcel nodded without saying a word."What's wrong with your husband?" asked Ciko in surprise. "It's no fun at all if he complies.""You're weird, Bro." Alvon commented. "If Marcel resists, you'll beat him up, too."Ciko grinned."I was hoping for that, but i
Marcel was silent for a long time after Herman expressed his astonishment at the decision to invite a scientist who was no longer even able to work in the lab."I think the important thing is that I dare to try first, Dad." Marcel explained."Dare? You mean dare to lose?" Herman emphasised. "Can you be sure that the research will pay off?""Everything is worth trying, Dad. We'll never know if we don't try," Marcel replied in a manner that remained polite and respectful."You may have made a breakthrough, but I still don't want to be at a disadvantage." Herman emphasised."I know, Dad. That's why I'm trying to find a sponsor to continue this research," Marcel nodded. "I don't want to harm you again at all, but rather to be able to repay you for what you've spent in the past."Herman looked at Marcel, a son-in-law he had never expected to see.However, the stupid couple and the insane scientist they had hired had made him suffer a huge loss and inevitably accepted Marcel as a means of c
"Just come in, don't be shy!""Is your husband home?""Of course he is, he lives here."Marcel was mopping the kitchen floor when he heard Shirley's voice with her male friend. If it weren't for his own limitations, he would have divorced his wife."Marcel, make us a drink!" Shirley ordered when she realised Marcel's presence."I've washed all the cups," Marcel replied. "You can make your own, want tea? Coffee? We have everything."Shirley's male friend laughed slightly when he heard Marcel's words."You are ... don't embarrass me in front of my friends," Shirley said with offence."You should be embarrassed," Marcel snapped. "You're married, but you go around with your male friends like this."Shirley looked at Marcel even more fiercely."I'm starting to get a little crazy now," she said as she girded her loins. "What is your status here? My husband, who says?"Marcel looked back at Shirley."So I'm not your husband?" he said coldly. "Okay, then don't ask me again. Just do everything
"No more of this!" said Ronnie as he looked at Vando and Shirley in turn.Marcel simply walked past them, knowing that Ronnie was acting to get his attention."You're so weird, Ron!" protested Shirley."Shut up, don't just bring in your male friend again at will." Ronnie warned. "You too, Vando. Don't put my sister's household in trouble ....""Are you well, Ron?" asked Vando with the same sense of wonder."Already, already, you have to realise your position for now." Ronnie emphasised.Marcel, who arrived in the kitchen, immediately made tea for himself. Usually he didn't dare because his torment could be so painful whenever Ciko found out.However, now Marcel didn't care. He had a lot of money in the account, he could use it if needed at any time."Marcel, we can try patenting some formulas secretly to get some extra capital." Venya suggested as she looked at Marcel who thrust some money into her hand. "I've already taken care of it with my friend, you don't mind right?""What are y