My wife Canduku
Thank you, Mom

"Sister, the warm water is ready." Inka approached Mario who was staring at the Inca equipment had been packing neatly.

"Have you prepared this?" Mario's smile, he was very happy with what he saw. His wife was ready to return to Jakarta.

"In fact, mama has prepared a typical Dutch pastel and pastel cake for mama Laras."

"Hm.. Your mommy is amazing." Mario smiles and embraces the Inca from the side, the Inca sticks its head to Mario, and vice versa.

"Then we go home tomorrow." Said Mario softly.

Inka nodded. "Have a shower! Smells tau."

"But, like it?" Sneer cunning Mario.

Mario increasingly tightened his embrace, considering that at this time, the Inca were in his embrace. Inca's head was right in her husband's armpit.

"Let's.. Haha, uh.." Inka tried to escape from the husband's embrace while laughing.

"This what?" The Inca hand tried to escape the grip of Mario who was already in front of the bathroom door.

"Madein!" whining Mario.

Inka puffed and puffed her mouth "Bas a big baby."

Mario just smiled looking at the wife's anxious expression and kissed her a glance before it passed.

Mario enters the not-so-large bathroom. It relaxes itself with the warm water and therapeutic aroma present in the bath. The day from yesterday was very tiring, after work he immediately flew here with a long journey.

While the Inca, preparing dinner with the mother in the kitchen. Lovely and Karel knew that Mario was in his daughter's room right now.

"What did Mama say, your husband loves you so much, baby. He was willing to fly straight here to explain this matter to you." Beautiful said, while his hands stirred the stir fry of food that was on the stove of the four furnaces.

"Yes, Ma." The Inca smiled, while cutting the small carrots and standing next to the Beautiful.

The Inca let go of her activities, then hugged her mother from the side. Her hands were around the waist Indah and her chin was stuck on the shoulder Indah.

"Ma, the Inca will always miss you. Missing mama's advice, mama's embrace, mama's cooking."

Then Beautiful kissed her daughter's head. "Mama will miss you too. We will often video call and mama will be there, before you give birth. Mama will accompany you, dear." said Beautiful softly.

"Are you, Ma?" Beautiful immediately nodded.

"Thank you, Ma. A mother is the best." Inka further tightened her embrace on Indah with a fluffy smile.

In the bathroom, Mario is done with his cleaning ritual. He took the towel that the Inca had prepared, then wrapped it around his waist in front of the mirror. He saw a small object on the edge of the mirror. Then, Mario grabbed the thing with his right hand. Instantly, his left hand rubbed the face that was still slightly wet.

"Thank you, O God. You have been willing to grant my prayers, granting the prayers of a sinful servant." Mario muttered as he closed his eyes.

He didn't expect his life to be this straight. Never in his shadow would he marry and have children. Because he thinks 'living together' alone is fun, even if only a moment's pleasure. It turns out that having a family, being happier, having a purpose, and actually making a man's life orderly. Without realizing it, the tears flowed. Happy tears.

"Sister.." Inka opens her bedroom door and calls Mario.

He saw Mario who was still staring in front of the mirror while holding a small object that he deliberately put there.

Mario turned his head towards the Inca and raised the thing. Inka nodded with a full smile. He immediately threw a hug into the Inca's body.

"Why didn't you say?"

"Surprise." Inca's smile expands, and is countered with the same smile by Mario.

"Snake." Mario now kisses the entire face of the Inca.

"Later, if you reach Jakarta, you can not be tired. You can't go to the boutique first, you have to rest a lot and eat nutritious food." said Mario in his dictatorial style.

"Ready, Boss." Mario pinches Inca's nose.

A few minutes later, Inca and Mario join the dining room for dinner with Indah and Kerel. After dinner together, they chatted. There too was Harris and Bella who suddenly came. Harris has been friendlier to Mario, seeing Harris' warmer attitude makes Mario also do the same.

"Is it better now?" Inka asked softly, while struggling spoiled on Mario's arm as he walked towards the room.

"Who? Harris?" Mario asked back.

"Inka nodded. "From that moment on we talked to Harris."

"The hell." Inka pinches Mario's chin and runs small to his room.

"Eits.. Don't run! You're pregnant." Mario chasing the Inca.

The Inca was ready to climb into her bed. Mario was already there, leaning against the wall of the bed, his legs were left alone. Mario watched his wife.

"You why? your face is red." Inka cupped Mario's face with both hands

Mario shook his head like a child, with a flat face.

"I want to, baby. I really want to." Said Mario suddenly.

"Why what?" Ask Inka confused.

"Want you." Mario said with a hand that began to stroke the open shoulder of the Inca. As always, the Inca would definitely wear a one-strap tangtop and a short hotpan as her nightgown everyday.

"Continue, why? I'm usually in the dark." Inca smile.

Mario shook his head and held the Inca flat stomach. "That's not possible, now that he's here. I'm afraid to bother him, let alone that he's so young."

"Oooh.so sweet." Inka put on a cute face.

"I'm hugging you here." Inca said again while stretching out both her hands.

"Don't, I'll be happy!" Said Mario.

"You go to sleep first." Said Mario again, then laid the Inca down and covered him. Still sitting and resuscitating his back on the wall of the mattress, Mario stroked his wife's forehead to sleep.

****

"Joey.." The Inca's eyes had already begun to open, due to the pounding on his stomach. While Mario's hands are still faithfully coiled around his waist.

Inka takes Mario's hand to move. Then, go to the bathroom immediately. Every morning the nausea always comes.

"Joey.." The sound of the Inca vomiting, woke Mario up.

Mario immediately approached his wife and stroked her back.

"Every morning like this?" Ask Mario.

Inka nodded immediately.

Mario stroked his wife's stomach. "Don't make mama hard, son. It's fine in here."

"Good, papa." Answer the Inca in the tone of children.

Mario smile. He really is happy.

****

Karel, Indah, Harris, and Bella escort the Inca and Mario to Schiphol International Airport.

The Inca embraced the old Indah, then switched to Karel and Harris. She also hugged Bella.

"In, I'm sorry for what om Pras did." Bella's whisper to the Inca.

"It's okay, Bel. I-i understand. Please give Angel some understanding, too, if she asks about me." Bella nodded immediately.

"Come on!" Mario clasped the Inca's hand, after which he shook hands with all the Inca families who escorted him.

"Greet your parents, son. We will be there later." said Karel accompanied by a nod Indah.

"Okay, Mom Dad." Mario replied with a slight bow of his body

"Thank you, daag." said Mario and the Inca as he waved his hand.

"Be careful, baby." Beautiful screams from a distance.

This time Mario asks Dhani to prepare his private jet. For the comfort and safety of a young pregnant wife. Dhani also has to prepare everything within one night.

Poor, Dhani. I have a boss like Mario.