Marcel reflexively pushed Ronnie away from him."Why are you touching me?" said Marcel, feeling both uncomfortable and humiliated.Ronnie swore harshly."What are you hiding?" Ronnie scolded with a suspicious look on his face."I'm not hiding anything," argued Marcel."What is it, brother?" asked Shirley curiously."I have something in my hand," Ronnie replied confidently. "Your useless husband must have robbed ....""Watch what you say, Ron?" interrupted Marcel, who was beginning to lose his temper. They had been stepping on his pride like a doormat every day, and now they were accusing him of stealing.That was a huge insult to Marcel."So what's that? Here!" pointed Ronnie darkly. "Here I said!"Marcel stood still in his place."Marcel, did you hear what Ronnie said?" scolded Shirley as she tugged on Marcel's hand like an officer finding a small bandit. "Be honest with us, what are you hiding?""I'm ...."Before Marcel could answer, Ronnie had already acted by grabbing the collared
Ciko rushed to contact his father after getting the information from his secretary at the office."Hello?""Hello, Dad?" said Ciko as soon as Herman answered his call. "Have you found a new partner for our project?""We're still searching," Herman replied. "We need to be able to choose well, not just choose.""I understand, Dad. The problem is that I've been told that there's a famous businessman that Marcel is secretly after," Ciko informed him. "I mean—how could Marcel do that to you?""Who is this famous businessman you're referring to?" asked Herman curiously. "As far as I know, Marcel has no connections with any businessman.""But ....""You don't need to worry too much, Marcel will not be able to establish any relationship with any businessman." Herman emphasized. "For me, there is no chance for Marcel to develop himself because he has to pay off his parents' debts.""Okay, Dad." Ciko didn't continue his argument because he thought that his father was no longer interested."Let'
The morning came, the sunlight penetrated through the fingers of Marcel, who was curled up in the maid's room.A modest blanket covered Marcel's entire body so that he didn't feel the cold that pierced to the bone."Mr Marcel, have some breakfast while Mr Ronnie and the others are up ...."The faint sound of Nana's voice reached Marcel's ears."Hm ...?""Mr Marcel should get up, wash his face, and then have breakfast first." Nana knocked again."Shirley will be angry, Nana ....""... after breakfast, Mr Marcel can come back ... pretend she's still sleeping and hasn't eaten anything," Nana continued. "But don't tell Mr Ronnie, we'll all get angry."Marcel opened his eyes wide, agreeing with Nana's idea. He quickly got up, washed his face and quickly ate the breakfast of bread and milk that Nana had prepared in the kitchen."Please don't say Mister or Mistress, sir?" said Nana again as Marcel returned to his original position on the bed. "I could get sacked ...""Take it easy, Nana. I'm
The sound of laughter could be heard when Marcel arrived at Delvino's house. He had wanted to enter through the front door, so he decided to turn around and enter through the backyard.Shirley had always warned Marcel not to show himself when her friends came to visit."I want to build a perfect image in front of my friends, and I always tell them that my husband is a busy businessman who comes home every three months." That's what Shirley said every time Marcel protested her behavior.Unfortunately, Ronnie was sitting at the table enjoying a cup of coffee. Shirley's eldest brother turned his head when Marcel appeared in the kitchen."You didn't come through the front door, did you?" Ronnie asked in a probing tone."I came through the back door," Marcel replied flatly."It's good that you know yourself," Ronnie said with a sardonic smile. "By the way, doesn't the waitressing job pay enough to support my sister?" asked Ronnie again as Marcel washed his hands in the sink."It should be
"What?" Marcel narrowed his eyes. "How can you be so sure?"Aldi nodded calmly."I looked hard for you," he said, exhaling heavily. "I'm on the same frequency as your parents when it comes to scientific research in order to improve the lives of mankind."Marcel was pensive for a long time, forcing his brain to come to terms with what Aldi was explaining."I think you have the wrong person, sir." He shook his head. "Growing up, I didn't even know what my parents did in the lab. So I'm just continuing what my parents started."Aldi didn't comment."I'm Marcel, not a medicine man or a businessman like you think." Marcel took out his wallet and showed Aldi his identity card. "I'm a business graduate who even only works at a grocery store because my wife's family doesn't want me to work at the company ...."Marcel then placed the file Aldi had given him on the table.Aldi looked at the file on the table, then looked at Marcel."You are the right partner," Aldi said with the same confidence
"Where's Shirley?" asked Ciko when Marcel arrived home."Didn't she tell you?" said Marcel as he opened his jacket."If Shirley told me, why would I ask you?" said Ciko with the water hose held up to Marcel's face."She's on holiday," Marcel replied matter-of-factly. "But I don't know where she's holidaying and with whom."Ciko nodded."Wash my car," he ordered. "I took it to the beach yesterday and it got rained on. You wash it again, and then you can eat."Marcel, still tired from work, looked at his brother-in-law and prepared to refuse."What?" challenged Ciko, who noticed Marcel's rejection."I just got back from work, at least let me drink first." Marcel tried to bargain."Who are you to bargain now?" scolded Ciko as he whipped Marcel's arm with the hose."It's not like that ..." Marcel pretended to grimace in pain. "Mr Aldi has been contacting me for the past few days and I feel like someone is following me ... That's why I need to get home quickly."Ciko's face immediately frow
Since his parents' house was terrorized, Ronnie has been so busy that he no longer has time to disturb Marcel's peace.Marcel took advantage of this to dig deeper into Venya's knowledge of medicine."So basically I have to understand the nature of each element to be able to produce the desired formula?" Marcel asked in conclusion. That afternoon, he had deliberately asked Venya to teach him to make a simple potion."Yes, but it's not that simple either." Venya nodded. "It all has to be complemented with patience because usually the formula we want doesn't just come together in one try. Sometimes we have to make different formulas many times until we know which one works best.""So what do I need to learn again?" asked Marcel more specifically. "I want to change my life, and also claim what is rightfully mine."Venya smiled at Marcel's words.Marcel himself needed a few days to be ignorant about whether he was smart enough to take in all the information.What was certain was that whate
Marcel didn't answer immediately, his mind so full that it was difficult for him to decide immediately."What else would you like to consider, Sir?" said Fandi again."Actually, I have nothing to consider," said Marcel."Then?" asked Fandi, not understanding. "About the cooperation with Mr Aldi, didn't you agree to it?"Marcel turned to look at Fandi."I can't just agree to Mr Aldi's visit to my lab," said Marcel. "I also don't want people to find out about this collaboration too soon, especially my wife's family."Fandi nodded his head, while Marcel chose not to go too far."I don't know what you're planning to do with your wife's family, but you should immediately respond to Mr Aldi's request to come visit your lab.""Please tell Mr Aldi to be patient for a while," Marcel said calmly. "I'm not sure when, but it's in my best interest to protect the lab from the curiosity of my wife's family."Fandi smiled briefly when he heard Marcel's explanation."I understand," he agreed. "I'm jus