My wife Canduku
~bonus chapter 1~

Six months later...

Inka caught the intense face of her husband who was still asleep. Mario hugged his wife tightly from the side, his face clinging to the innocent shoulders of the Incas. Either this unification to how many hundred thousand, if calculated from the beginning they married.

Inka shifted her body, turning one hand to touch the handsome face of her husband. The Inca touched both of Mario's eyes with his index finger. Then switch to his nose and lips.

"Hmmm.." Mario squirms, because of the amused sensation he feels on his face.

Mario began to open his eyes, and smiled at Inka who had put on her sweet smile first.

"Good morning, dear." Inca.

"Morning, My Queen." Replied Mario, clutching back the Inca body that began to relax his embrace.

Mario hugged the Inca body tightly like a bolster, then gently kissed the shoulders and back area of the Inca body.

"Maher and Mahira are on their way?"

Inka nodded.

This weekend, Maher and Mahira invited Indah and Raka to the top of hers. Raka, who still asks Indah to be his wife, takes their two grandchildren to a villa that the Inca love. There, Raka has also prepared a garden of various flowers that he has maintained himself for Indah.he has indeed prepared this place for women who are very loved, he said, unfortunately, he only realized it after Indah left.

"We're dating again?" Mario raised his eyebrows.

Inca laughed, because it would certainly be like this Mario, if they were both, like a newlywed.

"Where are you going?" Asked Mario who was still hugging the Inca from behind.

Mario's voice was in the ears of the Inca.

"Help me make a cake."

Mario immediately shook his head, and the Inka turned its body.

"I'm just making a mess of the kitchen, if you help me make a cake." Mario said, considering when the kitchen is gray, suddenly turned white because flour is everywhere.

The laughter did not stop. Mario smiled, he liked to see his wife laugh.

"You're getting pretty." Mario is getting tired of hugging his wife's body.

Indeed, as she grew older, the more beautiful and sexy the Inca became, the more mature female aura emanated. This is also thanks to her husband's money that supports the habits of the Inca and the genk who are never absent to beautify themselves in their salon subscription. In addition to having to keep taking care of themselves because they have a 'waw' husband, all their events are also to meet, gossip and laugh. Hadeh..

"So where are we going?" Ask Inca, after the laughter had stopped a little.

Mario shakes his shoulders. "At home you can too, How about we all day in the room?"

"Hmm, that's what you want." Inka hits Mario's arm slowly, laughing.

Ting...

Inca mobile phone notifications ringing.

Inka asks Mario to let go of her embrace. Then, he walked to the sofa opposite him.he put his cell phone on the table. When he was about to walk, he had trouble wrapped around his body with that thick blanket.

Mario laughs at his wife who has trouble covering her innocent body.

"Now, don't wear this." Mario approaches the Inca and pulls the blanket.

Inka sneered, her lips directly on the side.

"Ish. You're so excited."

"Not to be ashamed, I've seen you plain." Mario said grinning.

"Where's the lock on the closet? The closet in the lock all." Ask Inka to Mario who is still resting his body on the wall of the bed.

"this! same with me." Mario wiggled over the key he held.

"Why in the lock? I'm gonna get dressed." The Inca whine, who did not see his clothes anywhere, not even on the floor.

"And I said, we're in the room today, and you don't have to wear clothes."

"Hmm.. start dehebelinya." Inca crossed both hands on the chest, leaning against the large, unopenable closet.

Mario replied with a sly smile. "I'd like to repeat our meeting at the Dutch hotel, when you're three days without a thread."

Inka approached her husband. Then choked Mario's neck.

"Nyebelin. bummer.." Incan Whine

"But love, right?"

"Great love."

The Inca hugged Mario's head and Mario's hands coiled around the Inca's belly.

"Don't make me hang again!" Mario raised his head, looking at the face of the Inca.

Inka nodded.

Then, the Inca returned to his phone there, because the ringing notification went back.

Mario took his foot off the bed.

"Darling, what do you want to drink?" Mario asked after his face stuck to the open shoulder of the Inca.

Inca is still busy replying to whatsapp from Bianca.

"Aww..." Shouted the Inka, as Mario bit his shoulder.

"Some of it, the question isn't answered." Whine Mario, while rubbing the shoulders of the Inca.

"Sorry, seriously again." The young Inca replied that she had put her phone back on the table and turned her body.

"Hmm, as always, I want warm chocolate."

"From the beginning, surely it wasn't trying anything else?" Mario asked, who had memorized the Inca's favorite drink.

Inka shook.

"From then until now, I also wanted you, not to try anything else." The original Inca.

Mario immediately rounded his eyes and held the Inca.

"Luck.geez." Shouted Inca, sambip laugh.

"Don't want to know, because you pissed me off, so I got to be punished." Mario holds the Inca and slams her in the bed.

"Again, Hubby.. Golly, darling. Not now! Bianca's waiting for my email." The Inca held Mario's head that was going to hit him again.

"Don't care." Mario continues to launch his action.

However, the Inca were not angry, but laughed. He knows Mario very well.