My wife Canduku
you're happy, honey..

After traveling on the cloud for approximately one hour and fifty minutes. Finally they arrived at Zainuddin Abdul Madjid International Airport. Outside, Mario and Inka were welcomed by the driver who would take him to the hotel. Dhani had prepared all the accommodations of his boss, while he was there.

“We are here how long, Brother?’ Tanya Inka, who was in the car and was sitting next to Mario.

“You want it till when?’ Mario asked back.

“Loh, it's up to you. If I'm free time, if you're not.”

“I'm also free.”

“Ih, don't be long, kasian Dhani.” Said Inka whining.

“You also do not for long, Kasian Bianca.” Mario Ledek.

“If I, Bianca can already be released.”

“Almost, I. Dhani has been working for almost 10 years, so she already knows what to do.”

“Ih, you keep answering if I say.”

“Lah, let you engga.” Mario's left hand re-embraced the Inca's neck, and his right hand stroked his wife's distended stomach.

“Honey, it turns out your mama is funny too.” Mario said as he stared and stroked the round stomach.

Dugs..

Suddenly the Inca's stomach poked on the left. Mario felt something move in that stomach.

“Eh, he's moving. Babe.” Mario's face sparkled. His face was directly attached to the Inca's stomach.

“Papa's son, wake up already! Mmuaach.” Mario kissed the stomach, and Inka stroked Mario's hair from earlier in his stomach.

Shortly after, they arrived at the hotel. Inka enthusiastically entered the hotel room.

“Aaa.. Rooms are spacious, Kak.” Inca's face sparkled.

Then Inca walked quickly to the balcony, she opened the balcony door and spread out her hands.

“Hmm...” Inca breathed a lot and let out slowly.

“You're happy, Honey?” Asked Mario who suddenly wrapped his hands around his waist that was no longer slender.

“Banget, Brother. Thanks yes.” Inka answered, peeking at Mario's face from the side and peeping at his cheek.

“Justice, here is also no less good place.” Said Inca again, as the two were staring at the beautiful scenery printed clearly in front of him.

Mario took the stage, with his chin still on the Inca's shoulder. His hands began to palpate on the chest of his wife who claimed. His mouth began to trace the neck. Small bite, until printed some marks there. The Inca occasionally jostled and gnawed at her lower lip. During pregnancy, she is easily aroused by Mario's touch.

Geck.. Geck.. Geck..

The room door was knocked, making them stop their activities.

“Huh.. Disturb me anyway.” Maro said annoyedly. He left the Inca on the balcony and stepped towards the door of the room.

Inka just laughed at her husband's expression.

Chequek..

Mario opens the door to his room, apparently a waiter delivering his order lunch.

“Honey, let's eat first!.”

Mario arranged the food exactly in the long chair like a small gazebo. They enjoy lunch in the waves and breeze.

At night, Mario begins to wander the Incas. Earlier, he stroked the Inca distended stomach and said. “Honey, your dad's tengokin yes.”

Inka shook. “Papa very diligent yes, nengokian us.”

Mario turned his head, looked into the face of the Inca and displayed a horse's grin.

****

"Woi, Bro. Finally you came also to my exhibition.” Boy said after, seeing Mario and Inca come.

“Sebenernya, I males dateng, if not the mistress who asked here/” Mario glanced at Inca.

“Wah, In. Congratulations yes. Incredibly, you finally conquered this playboy.” Boy chuckled, remembering the behavior of his cousin's brother.

“But, Looks like you're luckier. Bro.” Say Boy again, hanging and full of signals. The Inca, who saw the two men before him, could only frown.

“I see-wild over there ya.” The Inca left the two men, heading for some paintings that were plastered not far from them.

“Dapet virgin donk, Bro? How does it feel, it must be different right?’ Boy asked Mario, after the Inca were no longer with them.

Mario laughs. “Lo from the past has not changed.”

“Not found, later if you have met a suitable one, I will definitely change. Just as rich you are, Bro.”

Mario shakes.

“Gue knows Inca, she's a girl who can't be touched. Delicious donk lo, dapet the first.” Ledek Boy again.

Actually since sitting in High School, Boy was fascinated by the Inca figure. He likes the Inca characters who are cute and difficult to approach the opposite sex. When he found out that the Inca loved painting, it was his reason for being close to the Inca. Honey, he didn't dare to express that feeling until they graduated and no longer met.

Mario nodded and his smile always adorned his face. His mind floated, remembering how he first touched the Inca.

“That's why, can't be said with words, Boy. Anyway make dah.” Answer Mario.

“His charge continues until now even.” Say Mario again.

“Wah won a lot, lo.” Boy punched Mario's arm slowly.

Both are laughing.

After touring and being satisfied to see the paintings on display there, the Inca ordered three paintings that he liked from the first time he saw them. He was also enthusiastic about asking about the meaning contained behind the painting he bought to Boy. Mario, who was not interested in the art world at all, just listened to their chat. Sometimes he showed his boss face to the Inca. Then, Inca tightened her arms to Mario, gesturing to patiently wait for him to talk to Boy.

“Lo's stomach is so big, In.” Boy said, diverting the conversation, so that Mario did not get bored with the chat about art that has always been the topic of Inca and Boy talk.

“Iya, the twins, Boy.” Inka replied smiling as she stroked her stomach.

“Wah, very manly lo Bro, once sprayed directly into two.” Ledek Boy's.

‘Gue is so, if about it mah, do not need to be doubted again.” Mario mumbled ria.

‘Lo, touch my stomach, Boy. Here.” Inca pulls Boy's arm.

Boy held his hand, so as not to touch the Inca's stomach, because Mario had rounded his eyes towards Boy with a cold and scary face.

‘Ngga need, In. later you angry men. We are rich lions, right?” Ledek Boy alternately looked towards Inca and Mario.

“Ngga. My husband never got angry ya.” Inca Smile to Mario's face.

“Most often just bitten aja.” Both men laughed.

“Wah it turns out you can laugh also yes.” Say Boy.

“This holds my stomach, I crave it, my stomach wants to be held by the same painter.” Said the Inca again.

Mario nodded. Boy finally put his hand on the Inca's stomach. Indeed, the hormones of pregnant women are troublesome, there only wants.

“Honey, this is om Boy. He is good at painting, hopefully your hands will also be proficient like him.” Said the Inca, as Boy put his hand on his stomach.

Mario immediately brushed off. “Don't, good. No one's a painter. He is quite a businessman, or if women are rich ngedesign you.” Said Mario Ketus.

Inca laughs.

“In, your child does not want to ask for a kiss with the painter as well?’ Boy is cunning.

“You died lo.” The words of Mario make Boy run away with his laughter that does not stop. He was so happy to tease his cousin.