Dear Mr. Brutal Mario

Dear Mr. Brutal Mario
Many Tricks



Val is busy with his laptop. The woman was so focused that she ignored Mario who was hugging her earlier.


"What are you doing again? Very long." Ask Mario who feels in the same cuekin the wife.


"Make a menu book design for a restaurant. Don't hug Dad's hugs. You weigh."


"No way."


"Ih. I'm hard on this to move. You step aside for a minute.


"Ga wants to."


"Judek. Don't finish until later."


"Yes yes." Said the man instantly releasing his embrace. Mario will give up so that his wife's work is quickly completed.


"Don't tell your employees anyway?"


"For making your own."


"Still a long time?"


"A little while." Val replied without looking at her husband.


After a few minutes have passed. Val has completed the menu book design for the restaurant. So elegant with black and silver.


"But done. I sent it to print." Val said as he closed his laptop.


"Let's sleep."


"Daddy. It's only 9 hours of sleep."


"I'm sleepy." He said while hugging the spoiled wife.


"I'm not. If you sleep there yourself."


"Mom."


"Where did you get so wet?" Val asked his three children.


"We're from Mom's garden."


"Other water, huh...?"


"Initially it wasn't. But Veer was the one who made it."


"Tock me." He said not accept.


"The spray Van with the water hose is brother."


"Yes, but I..."


"It has. Shower there. You'll catch a cold."


"Yes Mom."


"There is a." Val muttered seeing their departure.


Val and Mario are in the kitchen. Val stared happily eating his favorite was ready at dizzy serving.


"Let me take it."


"You may not have brought this much. That's the rest you brought."


"Yes. You're heart-hearted."


"Yes." Yeah."


The couple returned to the family room. They put a plate of dishes that had been filled with food on the table. There are nuggets, sausages, fried meatballs, and fried chicken flour.


"Gee. So much." Said the new kid came to join his parents.


"Let's eat."


"Mom would want this."


"Yes. Who else wouldn't be your Mommy." Answer Mario.


"Why is Daddy following along?"


"Mule fringe from earlier. Daddy doesn't have to."


"Udah. Why the storm. Let's eat."


"Yes Mom."


They ate together and of course Val was the most excited.


"Don't use sambal sausage. Pake tomato sauce same mayonaise it lo."


"Ih. Not good Dad. If you use the new sambal saos."


"You're saying it."


"Hehe...Maap."


"Mom. After this we pick up the clingy ya."


"What's ripe?"


"So, Bon said."


"Yes. We'll pick up."


"Assalamualaik."


"Getishalight."


"Damn. Eat well." Frans and Ladit sat down to join them.


"Let's eat."


"Yes. Tumben Mario."


"Mom whines and Daddy doesn't have to."


"Oh." Frans nodded in understanding and continued eating.


"Where are you from?"


"From Mon's house. Intentionally to come here. Mom fries nuggets of kisses all the way home."


"you can do it."


After lunch they headed straight to the garden to pick fruit. Mario sits on the bench with Frans while watching his wife.


"Where?" The man asked made his Boss cluck in annoyance.


"Want me to drive you here?" Further again.


"You want me to be wife." He answered while looking at Frans.


"I don't want to interfere ah. The time you act on me will also follow scolded Val."


"Keep first in your home. Take good care of it. I'll give you a salary."


"I'll talk slowly to my wife."


"Somehow the hell buy a car just hide away."


"He doesn't like. He said there are so many cars to buy again. Just a different color. Throw away money."


"It's also Val's word. Just a different color. The one here ashes. The one you just bought is metallic black. How do you make me? you have it."


"Enak. You bought the house yesterday I closed the shortage. Just how dare you want my car all. Bosen alive?"


"Hehe. No boss. Sorry." Frans said while scratching his non-itchy nape.


Mario approached the wife who was sitting on the balcony while eating the fruit he picked with the children.


"Aren't you sleeping?" He said while hugging Val.


"Not sleepy. You don't want Dad?"


"You're aja. Here I'm gonna get it."


"Yes." Yeah."


Mario peeled the Longan and then fed it to his wife.


"By. I'm gonna talk to you."


"By the way."


"Ep...I bought a car yesterday."


"Again?" Val looked at her husband in surprise.


"Yes. But I want to. Don't be angry."


"Udah. Want diapain. Where's the car?"


"In Frans' house. I deliberately taro there because I want to talk to you first."


"Once you. Habits. I bought new by the way. So many of your tricks. Take home. Don't take people."


"Yes. I'll have Frans deliver."


Mario breathes a sigh of relief. He thinks Val's gonna be pissed. But apparently not. The man hugged his wife.


"I'm sorry."


"No papa."


"Thank you." He said while peeping Val's forehead.


Val is busy with her son and husband in the kitchen. They'll make brownies.


"Boss. I put the car in the trunk." Frans said sitting in a chair observing them all.


"Yes." Yeah."


"What else are you doing? very busy."


"Again make brownies Pa. Papa's back again?"


"Take the car Om Mario."


"Oh."


"Am not thirsty?"


"Well."


"I'll get a drink."


"No need for Val. I'll take it myself." Frans moved from sitting straight to the refrigerator.


"I'll take the yogurt."


"Don't. It's my wife."


"Biarin Dad's. Why Sih?"


"Noah. Who has permission. You're stingy. Rich is stingy too."


"Heh. What did you say?"


"No. Notwithstanding. His eyes are still a long time, right?"


"Just in the oven."


"Oh." Answer while sitting back.


"val. I'm asking for ice cream."


"So take it."


"Basic." Mario grumbled to see the behavior of his best friend.


Val smears his brownies with cream and sprinkles them with grated cheese and chocolate. The woman put some brownies in the box.


"Mom." They immediately stood up to help Val carry the plate.


"Thank you, yeah.."


"Same Mom."


"You brought it yourself. Should've called me dong."


"No papa. Let's eat."


"Yes Mom."


"This is to bring Om home."


"Gee. Thanks Val. You are the best."


"What did you say?" Mario asked annoyed his wife in praise of other men.


"Val is beautiful, fine, Sholeha. Oh, my dream."


"Damn." Said the man hit his best friend's back.


"Sick bego."


"You're why the hell are the storm mute."


"Your husband. Love the storm."


"You like to look for it because of it."


"Udah. Don't extend it."


"Yes my wife." Mario hugs Val while smiling mockingly. He deliberately made Frans upset.


"Duda's not jealous." Said.


"Ngapain envious. I can hug too." He said he wanted to hug Val but was immediately hit by Mario.