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"Where's Angel?" Pras asked, after patting Bella on the shoulder.

Bella, Inca, and Angel are in the shopping center of Paris. Bella is waiting for Burger, while Inka and Angel are waiting for pizza. Bella and the Inca are separated, because Angel asked to buy pizza.

"Angel with Inca in line for pizza. Your son will not escape the Inca." replied Bella.

"Congratulations?"

"Yes, Inca my friend om. Don't pretend to forget."

"He's here?" Pras asked again, who was immediately taken by Bella.

"Inka is also training at my place of work. But it's almost done. In a few days he's back in Jakarta." Bella and Pras had gone hand in hand to the place where the Inca and Angel were.

From a distance, Pras had seen Angel who was in an Inca sling. Pras immediately ran towards the Inca.

"Sorry In, Angel is troubling you," Pras said as he took Angel's hand to move into his arms.

"That's right, om. I like Angel, funny." Inca Smile.

"No.." Whiney Angel, who did not want to escape from the Inca embrace.

"The love of Aunt Inka, heavy if your carrying continues." said soft Pras to his daughter.

"Mommy-gates.." Angel still whines and does not want to move the embrace of the father.

"Udah om, nothing." said the Inca. However, Pras still forced his daughter to move into his arms, until finally the princess gave up.

"Mommy, come with Angel home, right?" Angel asked, after they were about to split into their respective residences.

"Don't love, mommy's coming home, 'cause now Papa Angel's here."

"Tuh, look at om. Your son liked Inka so much that he called her mommy." Bella Ledek.

"Once again, sorry. In." The two exchanged smiles. Pras was thrilled to see his daughter familiar with the Inca. Because usually, Angel is very difficult to be close to anyone. But with the Inca, he was instantly sticky like glue.

Inka leaves Bella and Pras who are holding Angel.

"It's getting pretty, Bel." Pras said.

"Yes, but it's late. She's married, her husband's son's a conglomerate again. So do not over think, finally first people right." Bella said with anxiety. He knew long ago, his om always pay attention to the Inca, but never dare to express it.

****

"Yes, why?"

"Go home with om Pras aja, than alone it's not good there's no theme."

"Emang om Pras, would you like to go back to Jakarta as well?" Ask Inka and immediately nod Bella.

"Yes but om Pras will come home tomorrow, if you will be bought a ticket home with your husband the day after tomorrow."

"Hm.. Could it be that." Without a second thought, the Inca immediately agreed to Bella's invitation. He just imagines going home with the cute Angel. It must be on the plane, he won't be bored.

"If so I say om Pras yes, to book your ticket tomorrow." Inka nodded immediately.

Bella stayed at the Inca apartment. It was sad to be separated from his best friend.

"I'm still missing, In. But you're back." The spoiled voice of Bella, who was in the middle of the Inca, was revived to return to Jakarta.

"Yes, it's faster than I thought. Thanks for everything, Bel. Good thing I met you here." Inca hugs Bella.

"We'll see you again, won't we?" Ask Bella.

"Definitely donk." The Inca smiled and displayed her thumb upwards.

****

Pras, Angel, and Inca were all set to make the long journey. Bella escorted them to the airport lobby only, because she had to return to the office on time. Bella was not worried about the Inca, considering that Pras and Angel had accompanied her.

Pras, Angel, and Inca go hand in hand, they are like one whole family. Angel was in a child trolley pushed by the Inca, while Pras pushed a trolley of goods. The Inca was made like a queen by Pras. He is not allowed to carry one item, his job is only to push a baby boy containing his daughter. Not sorry he came home with Pras and Angel, although in fact he forgot the ticket that Mario bought. Until now, Mario did not know that his wife was returning.

During the trip, the Inca did not feel bored, because Angel was always chattering. Inka made stomach pain by Angel, because many funny things that make him laugh.

"Your son is very funny." said Inka with a laugh.

"Hmm.. Can you not call me om?" Pras's question made the Inca no longer laugh.

"Call me mas." Pras said again. The Inca just nodded slowly.

An hour in the clouds, making the two women of different ages fall asleep. Angel sat right next to the window of the plane, the Inca sat next to him, and Pras sat next to the Inca. When the Inca was in the middle of a slumber, Pras took the head of the Inca to rest on his shoulders.

"Darling, now you're somebody's wife." Batin Pras's. Then he sighed harshly.