My wife Canduku
sulking 1

“Today, you to the boutique?” Mario asked, on the sidelines of Inca activities who were wearing a tie.

Inka nodded. “Iya, later I leave a little afternoon.”

“Back I picked up.” Said Mario, who immediately nodded to the Inca with his sweet smile.

“Completed.” Said Inca, After pairing a neat Mario tie.

She patted her husband's chest. “Udah handsome.”

Mario catches the Inca wrist still stuck to his chest, then kisses it.

“Oiya, Darling. I forgot, the day after I had business to Dubai. You accompany me huh?”

Inca fell silent, he scrunched his forehead. The order of the wedding dress this month is quite a lot, and everything is deadline.

“How many days?” Ask Inka.

“One week, can even more. Therefore, I ask you to accompany, if necessary invite Tari and Ambar so that you do not bother taking care of Maher and Mahira.”

The Inca still remained silent and thought.

Andreas is opening up its business network access to the Middle East country. Usually, Andreas immediately who will go there in the company of Laras, considering the moment Mario is in need in his small family. However, at this time Andreas' health is not good. He was advised by the doctor to rest in a few weeks.

Mario always takes the Inca, when there is a business trip that takes more than three days, before he has the twins was always like that. Mario can't stay away from his wife. He could not concentrate and would want to go home soon, if the Inca were not in the boyong with him.

This time is the first and long journey Mario will take as long as he has twins. Usually he will rely on Dhani. But now Dhani is busy preparing for her wedding which is only two weeks away.

“Hmm.. If you walk alone how?” Inka said with great care.

“Indeed why? You don't want to come with me?” Mario asked with such a close look and a hand that was still clutching his wife's waist.

“Nobody wanted to, but the dress I made for Bianca wasn't finished yet, and there were some designs I had to finish. They really wanted the dress I made, and I promised they could. Poor thing.. Brother.”

Mario breathed in rough air, then took off a hug from the Inca waist.

“You feel sorry for others, but you don't feel sorry for me?” Mario walked up to the mirror and picked up his watch with a sullen face.

“Sorry, that's not what I mean.” The Inca answered and approached her husband.

Inca stroking Mario's chest. It looks like this will be their morning discussion.

“You know I can't be far and long from you, let alone from our children. I promise, After that we'll take a walk there.”

“I'd love to accompany you anywhere, brother. But I promised. You also said it was impromptu.”

“Previously it was papa who handled this, because papa wanted me to always be next to you when pregnant, giving birth and caring for a baby. But now papa is not well, so I replaced him suddenly.”

“Ya already if you can't.” Mario said again, and immediately left the room with the Inca still staring in front of the mirror.

Inka blows her rough breath, then follows Mario's steps from behind.

Maher and Mahira are playing with their two baby sitters.

Mario approached his two children, kissed them one by one, then left. The Inca were still following him from behind.

“You don't have breakfast?” Ask Inca from behind Mario's body.

But Mario did not answer, he kept stepping out. The Inca steps stopped right at the entrance.

“You didn't kiss me?” Whimper the Inca with a spoiled voice.

Cup.

Mario peeked at the Inca's forehead. But the Inca caught his face, he mel*mat lips Mario.

“You're angry huh?’ Ask Inca

“Engga, I was just in a hurry because there was a morning meeting.” Mario replied expressionlessly, then walked back towards his car.

“Be careful on the road! I'll go to your office with food.” Inka said as she waved her hand at Mario, and Mario put on a smile before getting into the car. That made the Inca happy.

Inka re-entered his house, he prepared some breast milk stock for his twins who will be at work for half a day more.

Inka arrange food that was not able to touch Mario earlier. She would stop by her husband's office, before coming to the boutique. His lips turned to smile, when he saw the work of food that he packed into a very beautiful place to eat pink.

“Day, Ambar, I tipped Maher and mahira, all the equipment I have provided in the kitchen. Sukma, leave home!” The Inca gave some encouragement, when going to leave the house. It's always like this when it comes to going to the store.

When he took an online taxi, he still did not dare to drive his own car. He also does not want to hire a private driver, but Mario has offered it on the grounds because to the boutique is not every day.

Inka arrived in front of MJ Telemedia Asia building. He deliberately stopped by his subscription cake shop, to be shared with some employees there. His hands were full of two hands he held. The appearance of the Inca this morning is very graceful and beautiful. He wears a pink dres with a slight cleavage on the side of the arm, and a length slightly above the knee. Inka also pigtailed her hair, only a few hair children on the right and left side of her face, but it adds to her beauty. His densely packed body, plus the perfectly rounded part of his chest, was enough to make the person who saw would not blink.

“The wife of Mr. Rio is so beautiful yes.” Said some of the employees the Inca passed by.

The Inca always smiled, as it passed by the people there.

“Yes, Rio sir is very lucky, his wife is already beautiful, kind, famous, and cheap smile.” Said one of the guys there again.

Yes, indeed now the Inca can be said as a famous designer, because he had previously participated in the biggest show, plus his experience abroad. Many famous artists used her services for their wedding dresses.

When the Inca stopped in front of the elevator, he found it difficult to press the button because of the innate lot he was holding. Soon someone else's hand helped push the button, just as the Inca was about to extend its hand there.

“Eh, Sorry.” The Inca almost touched the hand of the man who was a man.

“Thank you.” Inka lowered her head, as the man helped her hold the elevator door and pressed the fifth floor button.

“I will also be to this floor.” Said the man, a man with a body shape that almost looks like Mario. The parasite is not like the Indonesian people, but the language is very fluent.

“I help bring?” The man smiled towards the Inca with open arms.

“Oh no, thank you.” Answer the Inca by returning her smile.

Shortly after, the elevator doors opened. Then the Inca came out first, subduing part of his body to the man before coming out. The man smiled, looking at the Inca smile with his polite demeanor.

“Eh, bu Inca.” Sapa Sherly who stood when she saw the Inca walking from a distance.

The man, too, followed the Inca from behind with slow steps. He wanted to go to this floor to visit his old friend. Yes, he is one of Mario's college friends in London, who is British citizenship.

“I brought tiramisu cake, share it with others yes, Sher” Inca put a lot of food on Sherly's table.

Sherly greets the man behind the Inca, as the man approaches.

“Please, Sir. You've been waiting for Mr. Rio inside.” Sherly.

The man smiled at the Inca, after passing through it. Inka returned her smile.

“Pak Rio again no guests huh?’ Ask Inca lethargic at her husband's secretary.

“Iya, Mom. But it doesn't seem to be long.”

“Oh.” Inka answered confused, because he wanted to feed and spoil Mario for a while, considering that this morning he had sulked.