My wife Canduku
the fruit fell not far from the tree

The Inca were in the garden of Andreas' residence. From outside the window of his room, this place seemed to wave his hand to ask at the approach. Likewise, the cool air seemed to fill the oxygen in the cavity of his parrot. The Inca stood in the middle of a sizable expanse of flowers. He wore a shirt dres over the knee, collared ‘V’ in pink, adding to his aura of beauty. The Inca also spread out the width of both hands, inhaling a lot of air and releasing it slowly.

Mario stretched his body which was still in bed. He touched his hand to the side, knowing that there was no one next to him, making him open his eyes.

“Inka.” Mario immediately got up and stood up, looking for the Inca in the bathroom. Blank.

Mario still feels traumatized if he does not find his wife when he opens his eyes in the morning. Then, he passed through the window, with the curtain already open. He saw his wife in the garden.

“Oh, you scared me, baby.” Mario sighed, massaging his chest. He immediately put on his clothes and went down the stairs with a slight run.

Mario stood from a distance, he looked at the Inca who were busy picking flowers blooming there.

“Cantics.” Said Mario, indeed this clothes that the Inca first wear when the first morning was in the residence Andreas. Makes Mario can not resist the desire to touch his wife at that time. His wife did not want it to happen before love.

Slowly Mario approached the Inca. However, the Inca were not aware of her husband's presence at all. Suddenly Mario wrapped his hands around the Inca's waist.

“Darling, you left me in the room alone. Make a hanger aja.”

The face of the Inca turned to that voice. A smile bloomed on her beautiful face. Meanwhile, his left hand held the flower that had been plucked, and his right hand was raised upwards to stroke the husband's hair.

“Sorry, dear.”

“What?” Mario asked with a smile at the warm call from the Incas.

“Sorry.”

“Not. That was the word at the end. What?” Mario tries to fish the Inca.

The Inca laughed and closed her mouth. “If it's no rebroadcast.”

“Pelit.” Mario traced his wife's neck. Then, the Inca lifted her head, giving way so that Mario could do as she pleased, and as if she liked what her husband often did.

“Ah... Definitely in bite.” Said the Inca while laughing, because previously Mario tracing the neck of the Inca level while blowing it, making the effect amused.

“Stay first, said the one at the end of earlier, only then did I stop biting.” Mario said with a laugh.

“Hahahaha.. Hmm. pain. Okay okay!” Inka stopped Mario's activities. Then, turning his body, there was no distance between him and Mario.

Inka cupped Mario's face. “I won't leave you again, darling. No will!” he said while shaking his head.

“Because I love you so much, dear.” Inka raised her eyebrows while smiling sweetly.

“Oh, so sweet. Turns out you can be romantic too yes, miss fierce.” Inca chuckled, hearing her husband's words.

Mario looked at the laughing Inca from an infinite distance. “You are beautiful, especially if you laugh like this.”

“Hmm.. Tombal.”

Mario grabs the nape of the Inca,

Cup

Far across, Sukma is enjoying his employer's ‘live romantic’.

“Ih, why lo?’ Ujang patted Sukma's shoulder which was still standing in place.

The direction of Ujang's eyes follows Sukma's eyes.

“Wah yes, you are looking for Den Mario same Non Inca kiss.”

“For so long, I can only see people kissing in korean dramas, uh now I see live.” Sukma's palms were pressed to his chest, smiling.

Placard…

Ujang flicked Sukma's forehead.

“Aww.. Pain tau!” Sukma held his forehead while pouting.

“Commonly donk! Tuh lips more moyong aja.” Ujang said while smothering Sukma's mouth.

Sukma hit Ujang's arm. “You are monyong, take a chance in narrowness.”

Ujang ran, and Sukma chased Ujang inside.

“Mmpphh...” Inka asks Mario to end the gap, because if it is not coded like that, Mario will not stop.

"Udah.” The palm of the Inca hands shuts Mario's mouth.

“Not swollen.” Mario Ledek.

Inka shook her head with a smile. “Is.. Shame, brother.”

Mario smiled as well and grabbed the Inca's hand. “Ya have you been inside!”

In a room window, Laras stood looking at the garden, there were two people who were drunk with love. Without realizing the two people, what they do a lot in the house residents see.

“Pa, mama seneng finally our son found his happiness.”

Andrew came to Laras and followed what his wife was seeing. Andreas' hands were coiled around the waist of the Barrel.

“Papa is sure after this, they will always be happy. Because Mario is difficult to get Inca, and now he has got it, surely he will also always take care of him.” Andreas traced the neck of his wife. Wife who has entered the age of fifty years. However, it remains beautiful and its thin wrinkles are still almost invisible.

“Mario is just like you young. Exactly, not to be afraid.” Laras smiled as he stroked Andreas' hair which was right beside his head.

Andreas chuckled and increasingly kissed his wife. “ until now also still young, dear.”

“Laras nodded. “Yes, the power in your bed is still the same and it doesn't change.”

Then, the two laughed together.

"Fruit does not fall far from the tree." Andreas smiled proudly.