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Taca who jetleg can only curl up in his mattress. The moment he set foot in Italy's Leonardo da Vinci-fiumicino Airport, Taca's body was completely crushed, a sense of tiredness completely enveloped him. So tired, inevitably the Duke carried him to his room, fortunately Kama, Kalila and Kafta there was Abah, Kang Rozak and Aa Riki.
“Hai... Amore, are you awake?” asked the Duke while rubbing Taca's cheek.
“H... Di, my body is crushed. I'm sleepy,” replied Taca while closing myself to the Duke's chest.
The Duke could only chuckle at the sight of Taca being exhausted from jetlegs. The time difference between Indonesia and Italy really makes Taca jetleg severe.
“Build, Amore. You don't want to go for a walk?” ask Duke.
Taca could only squint his eyes at the Duke. Embraced plateng Duke, “I sleepy, Di.”
“Yes, we'll take a walk tomorrow. You sleep first,” The Duke finally relented.
“Where are you going?” taca was confused.
The Duke let go of Taca's hug, then whispered in Taca's ear, “I'd like to see you guys at High School.”
“Where?”
“Under, they knew I was here, so they came to this hotel. They are below,” answered the Duke while peeping Taca's forehead.
Taca's mind immediately thought quickly, Taca remembered who the Duke's friends were. “I'm coming, I don't want any CLBK between you and your ex,” replied Taca while getting out of bed.
“I don't have an ex-boyfriend back in High School, Amore,” replied the Duke.
“Hahahaa... You don't have an ex-boyfriend, but FWB (Friends With Benefit/friends with advantages) you are one village,” circus Taca while walking towards the bathroom.
“Kok you know?”
Taca stopped his steps and turned to look at the Duke who was folding his hands on his chest and noticed Taca who was wearing only shorts and oversize Taca.
“Kok I know?” ask Taca.
“Yes, kok tau. I have never dated, rather dating can only be counted fingers. His FWB.”
“Define your rich it, it can be ascertained FWB its one warehouse. I'm only at this moment confused why you are so loyal to me,” Taca approached the Duke while carrying a chair.
“Because of all the FWBs I don't have anyone love me three little angels. So all FWB I easily so, if I say come get married, surely they want to be invited to marry. If you do want to be invited to marry, but full of bener,” kekeh Duke while staring at Taca who was holding a chair in front of him.
Taca calmly ascended the seat, with the chair in front of him, inevitably the eyes of Taca and the Duke almost parallel.
“What a lie to you, Di,” said Taca while draping his hand on the Duke's neck.
The Duke approached Taca's face, eroding the distance that existed between them. Adipti's hand immediately rubbed the lower lip of Taca softly, a small habit that the Duke always did, which was able to make Taca float.
“Di...”
“Si, Amore,” answered the Duke as he tilted his head and kissed Taca's lips.
The Duke's recently finished bathing lips were truly a sensation that made Taca explode. The Duke's Cold lips pressed against Taca's lips, asking Taca to open her mouth to give the Duke unlimited access to pop her tongue to taste the sweetness of Taca's lips.
Taca stiffened his embrace, to ask for more from the Duke, the duke who understood directly stroking the back of Taca's hip and lifting it slowly.
The Duke unraveled his kiss, Taca as if not sincerely as the Duke unraveled their kisses. “Why?”
The Duke pointed at someone who was suddenly emerging from behind the door of an unlocked room.
“You will soon be horrified to shout, Amore,” said the Duke with a smile.
Taca was at a loss to hear the Duke's words, yelling? Who will scream? Wh who?
“Dada... Mah... Chest...”
Taca immediately sighed when he heard Kalila's typical scream, Kalila his first child most disliked when he hugged the Duke. Every time Taca hugged the Duke, Kalila must have shouted loudly, forcing Taca to retreat from near her husband.
“Sorry, Amore. It seems like the little girl is sulking again,” said the Duke as he lowered Taca from his embrace.
“And if not a child, I have pinched you, son,” said Taca, “gak seneng terribly see Daddy mamah.”
“Dada... no,” said Kalila as she wiggled her head to the right and to the left.
“Iya, no. Dada does not hug Mamah. Chest hug Kalila aja,” said the Duke while kissing Kalila's body until Kalila laughed because he felt amused in his body.
“Mamah, sincerely not hugged Daddy, sincere Mom, Kalila,” Taca resignedly must succumb to his first child who is very dear to his Daddy.
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“Hola, Mark..” cried the Duke as he hugged Mark. “Jeez, we haven't seen each other in a long time.”
“Yeah, last five years ago,” replied Markus while staring at the Duke and Taca.
“Chi ela bella donna accanto a te?” mark asked the Duke while taking Taca's hand and kissing Taca's back.
(Who's the beautiful woman next to you?)
Taca who was shocked his hand was kissed by Mark, immediately pulled his hand as soon as possible, Taca's body immediately stuck to the Duke's body. The discomfort of being touched by another man, still Taca felt until this moment.
Markus was shocked by Taca's reaction which immediately pulled his hand. “Hei..”.
“She's my wife, she's Indonesian. Eastern culture is still there. You can not arbitrarily kiss his hands or both cheeks, Markus,” teranv Duke, Adipti tau Markus ssidly confused with Taca's reaction.
“Sorry, Markus and hey I am Taca Berutti, the Duchess,” Taca replied as she waved her hand while smiling sweetly at Markus.
Markus can only return Taca's smile, “Ay ya yai.. I thought he was your sister, I thought Om Gio married again and had a child. Turns out it was your wife, really tiny.”
“Ah... You married a minor?” ask Mark again while walking beside the Duke.
“Mia moglie abbastanza grande Pensano tutti che mia moglie sia ancora un'adolescente?” ask the Duke.
(My wife is old enough Why does everyone think my wife is still a teenager?)
“Hahahaa...maybe because she is Asian and her petite stature makes everyone misjudge her,” Markus replied with a amused laugh.
“Asia gen, completely different well?” asked a woman who suddenly stood before the Duke, Taca and Mark.
Taca could only be silent to see the woman in front of him, Beautiful, that one word only Taca could describe for her. Her lips were full with red lipstick, making her lips look sensual. His chest looked full and looming, making Taca his semi-minder.
“Monica Ridolfi,” answered the Duke with a smile as he pleased the woman in front of him.
“Duke Berutti,” said Monika with a very sexy voice.
‘Why do all Italian women and men always have a very, very sexy voice? What god when making them want to make a creature that is able to make the knee vibrate?’ taca asked in her heart.
“This is Taca Berutti, my wife,” said the Duke introduced Taca who was standing next to him.
“Oh hi... Monica Ridolfi,” replied Monica, Taca just replied with a sweet smile of hers. A smile for an Asian woman.
Finally they sat at the table that was provided. They chatted loudly, the atmosphere was very, very lively. The arrival of several other Duke friends.
The Duke was very supple and had friends everywhere, in contrast to Juan who had many friends. However, having only one friend who is none other than a perverted bule named Duke Berutti.
Taca was getting bored there, because he did not understand their conversation there at all. Okay Taca can speak Italian, but, to listen to a native Italian actually makes Taca shake his head.
“Di..”
“Si, Amore?” replied the Duke while glancing at Taca who was beside him.
“I can walk? I want to take a walk out,” said Taca.
“Self?” ask the Duke in shock.
“Most later I will be with Iis,” Taca said while showing chat-an herself with Iis.
“Ah, yes already. Don't go far, Amore. If there's anything on my phone, Okay,” said the Duke while shuffling Taca's hair slowly.
“Iya, Jeez Di, I'm almost three heads this age,” Taca said.
“If you are three heads old, but this person will consider you a 19-year-old, Amore.”
“Ngaco ih, I've left first,” Taca said as she moved out of her chair and left them all.
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