My wife Canduku
fate is strange

Inka made coffee for her husband who was working remotely. Because he was very reluctant to return to Jakarta, so he still had to do his work from here. Dhani is very frenetic there, because it has been almost two weeks Mario was in the Netherlands. Now, Mario is faithfully in front of his laptop from morning until late afternoon.

“This is your coffee!” Inka puts a cup of glass next to Mario.

“Thank you, dear.”

“Dhani not angry, you have not been to Jakarta?” Ask Inka, sitting himself next to Mario.

“He wouldn't dare to be angry with me, at most just careless aja.” Replied Mario while leaning his back on the sofa.

“Passion him, Brother.”

“Dhani doesn't need pity, dear. What you need to feel sorry for me. How will I be, if you stay here and I go home to Jakarta by myself?”

“Hayolah darling, Please. Come home with me!” Mario hugged the Inca from the side with a face.

Inka shook. “You go home first, you can come here again.”

Mario took off the hug, and again leaned his back on the sofa.

“Until when, In?’

Inka. “Hmm.. When ya?”

“Inka, I'm serious!” Mario looked back into the Inca's eyes.

“I'm serious too, Brother.”

Mario pouted and folded his two arms.

“Is.. Very funny if pouting gini.” Inca pinched her husband's cheek.

“Fetch me in two or three weeks. I promise to go home. But now allow me to clear up my affairs here. My main job, many design promises I haven't finished yet, Kak.”

“Promise a job or appointment with the father of the little boy?” Asked Mario who was still with a sullen face.

“Father of a child? Who?”

“Halah, pretend to forget.” Mario said by turning his eyes to the laptop in front of him.

“Angel you mean? What is mas Pras? I never promised anything to him, even if he did, he once expressed his love for me.”

“What? Mas's? You call him mas? Very friendly, even just like me, you never call it as friendly as that.” Mario turned his head again towards the Inca, this time his face was really upset.

Mario's expression made Inka laugh out loud.

“Wait, the story is you are jealous?” Inca laughter still sounded crisp, while covering her mouth with her palm.

“He is jealous, let alone you said earlier, he once declared his love for you.”

“You know me, Brother. I'm hardest in love.” Answer Inka.

Mario looked again at the two brown eyes. The two were silent with eyes still looking at each other.

Mario grabs the Inca chin. “So I'm the luckiest guy, who got your heart?”

Inka nodded. “Can be in say so.”

Mario smiled widely, displaying his neat and white teeth. He began to close his lips. However, the Inca evaded first, when Mario was about to kiss her. The mother stood up from the sofa.

“I'm going to the kitchen, help mom prepare dinner.”

“Awas yes, dare to dodge. I'll make you ask for it yourself!” Mario smiled cunningly, while the Inca replied with a stick of his tongue.

Thirty minutes later, Mario comes down and accompanies Karel to a conversation on the terrace. Mario and Karel look very familiar, according to him it is easier to familiarize themselves with Karel compared to Raka. Because indeed, Raka has a quiet nature and is rather difficult to approach, just like the Inca.

Mario, Inca, Beautiful, and Karel were at the dining table. This time Harris is not allowed to eat dinner at home, because he has to complete his work deadline.

“You'll be home the day after, Yo?” tanya Beautiful's.

Mario nagging. “Iya, so Mom”

“The idea came a week later, Mario came here and picked up Inka to Jakarta. But the Inca asked for two or three more weeks, Dad.” Answer Mario.

“Loh, In. Once you.” Beautiful Word.

“Iya, Mom. Your daughter does have a heart.” Mario whines.

The inca just laughed. “It is not so, Ma. Inka just want to finish the Inca work first here, already promised.”

Beautifully blow his breath rough. “Like that's Inca, Yo. You have to be patient.”

“Patience, Mom. Because Mario has already been in love with this annoying mommy daughter.”

Mario's statement made Beautiful and Karel laugh, the Inca just blushed in shame.

Inka cleaned the dirty dishes scattered on the table, then took them to the sink. Mario helped the Incas there.

“Already, Yo. You rest just.” The beautiful word that was taking a dirty plate in Mario's hand.

“What's wrong, Mom. Mommy alone breaks there, and accompanies Daddy.” Mario encourages Lovely to sit in the TV room with Karel.

“Duh, so sweetnya daughter-in-law mommy.” Beautifully pinched Mario's cheek, and Mario also replied with a smile.

Arriving in the kitchen, Mario gives the dirty dishes to the Inca. Inka grabbed the plate that Mario gave her while saying,

“Duh, so sweetnya daughter-in-law mommy.” The Inca showed the words Beautiful with a sensual voice and slightly anxious lips.

Mario folded his hands, and stood right next to his wife who was cleaning the dirty dishes. He smiled with an Incan expression.

“Ngga something escaped my charm, Darling.”

“Uweek.” The Inca expresses itself by pretending to vomit.

Mario immediately hugged the Inca waist from behind. “Including you, right? I know you already liked me during our first meeting at Jessy.”'s wedding

“You liked me first, because you were thinking about me until I blinked.”

Mario laughs, “Yes yes, you're right. I've liked you ever since, since our first meeting. How have you been? You are so beautiful in that rich dandanin. So I'm blown away, right?”

“Hmm.. Tombal.”

“Eh, yes no one likes you, here.” Said the Inca again.

“Who?”

“Harris.”

“That's precisely because she was fascinated with me, but I chose you, so she was angry.”

“Means?” Ask Inka confused.

“Harris is male or half male anyway?’

“You!” Inka knocked Mario's forehead.

“Ya, sometimes the movement is quite gemulai.”

“But he hit you that time.” Said Inka.

“Hmm. Yes.” Answer the relaxed Mario.

“Emang used to be, but now it's not really. Proof she wants to marry Bella.”

“Ya time.” Mario releases a hug on the Inca waist and steps his legs up again.

“Honey, later directly to the room ya!” Pinta Mario with innocent face.

“Hmm.” Inka answered lazily, but kept smiling.

Inka shook her head, when Mario was no longer seen on the stairs. Really, never thought he would be stuck in his love Mario. The love of a playboy who is whiny and arrogant. Fate is indeed strange, it is united by something unexpected. But that is where true love comes in.