Uncle Mafia, MY HUSBAND!!!!

UM - I'm your son

A little unwilling to let the wife to go shopping, with all the colossal debates finally Uncle Marco let go as well.

Little legs of the big mistress down the mall that looks quite quiet, not as usual. Ah, don't ask why? Visitors are restricted for the comfort of the wife.

Choosing some baby equipment for the son who was already in the trolley, Hilda faithfully accompanied where her employer's feet stepped.

"Feed yuk first!" Nana said after shopping,

Spend your husband's treasure Na! It's okay once in a while, isn't it?

"Good madam!"

"We're alone, call me Nana Kak!" The warm greeting again teased his eardrum. Sis? Is he worthy.

Various dishes have been presented, ah time we eat cus.... Baby Marfin is quite good, he is not fussy let alone troublesome the mother.

"Where?" Ringing the phone makes Nana disturbed, yes who else if not her husband who called? he was out of the house for 1 hour.

"Have you bought everything?" Ask Uncle Marco when he was by his wife's side,

"Ah yes it is." Answer Nana.

"Marco huh?" A beautiful girl with a model approach to her four, Nana who was sitting with her husband. Hilda and Pitter were behind faithfully.

"Who is it?" Ask Uncle Marco not know, yes how do you know? Many are in his date even though it is just cipika cipiki. Ah that's natural isn't it? For Uncle Marco.

"Ah forgot! I'm the one who put you in the club? Ga inget?" Asked the woman did not know herself, her hands could not be conditioned to move impolitely to hold the hand of her husband.

It needs to be scratched with grate! Let the gatelnya say!

"Darling! When you don't want to? This aunt is the club's waitress!" Nana's chirps pressed down on the word aunt and servant, what an innocent.

"You who? It's good to say aunt!" Ketus had the girl on Nana.

I'll see where you make it go! A sneaky smile on Uncle Marco.

"Don't know yet? Here know me Mrs Marco Smith Robert!" Nana looked arrogant.

"Bhahahaha, there's no way you're Marco's wife! You're not his taste!"

"Oh yeah? So what do you think Mr Marco tastes like?"

"Obviously like me! Beautiful mature!"

"Bhaha... Beautiful aunt, but she's old! Ah where would you like Mr Marco alone aunty gini! You didn't? She's the way I still think I can be her Sugar Baby!" Said Nana smiling cunningly "Tante mah in rocking directly gout, if I mah his soul is still a young boy so more ferocious tau!"

"Uhuk! Uhuk!"

"Darling! drink it slowly! don't be ashamed of it!" Said Nana patting the body of the husband, after which he boldly kissed Uncle Marco's lips. "It's clean now, isn't it?" Nana smiled.

"You.... " Step feet away leaving the two partners, annoyed and resentful of being one. You fucking kid!!!!

"Hilda let's go home!" Nana took Baby Marfin and walked away.

"Darling! I'm here to pick you up!" Said Uncle Marco, his feet quickly step parallel to the wife.

"Baby Marfin if you're big don't be a playboy! Ntar Mama circumcision runs out loh tititnya! Keep on frying the lion's feed!"

Glek?

How's Uncle? Isn't that Junior? Do not be in the shadows in the cut and fried! Oye! No-no, only with this can he print superior seeds.

"But I really am! Don't know who he is!" Said Uncle Marco, and Pitter laughs! This is already the realm of households do not interfere so Uncle Marco aja who mupeng.

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Bruk!

Dugs

"You all right?" Said Wilson helping the little boy to stand as before, but his hands were stretched out in a crouching position on the edge by the boy.

His small body was thrown towards Wilson who was squatting to align himself.

What feelings? His body does not reject anything over the little boy in his arms.

"Thanks!" His words look funny.

Kelu already Wilson's lips heard the word Miss that was thrown so sincerely.

"Hello Papa!" His words took off the hug, his lips were locked tightly when the little lips kissed his cheek, After which the boy ran away not looking back and disappeared.

"Young man is okay?" One of the men made Wilson sober.

"Ah, that's okay!" His stuttering replied, His mind kept on wildcuts about what had happened just now.

If it's asked? where are the guards of young Mr Wilson? they were all waiting in the car, a place that nobody wanted Wilson to disturb and get any escort.

Cemetery, Wulan's Tomb and Papa's Tomb.

Pa? The memory cliches keep spinning in Wilson's brain? what does that kid mean? Why did he call her that? Is it possible that the child misrecognized his parents? Forgot that!

The ringing of the phone disturbed the deaf young master Wilson that night.

"Hallo?"

"Stop thinks I'm wrong! Because you're my papa!" The words over there without further ado, a little annoyed in terms of his tone.

"You who? don't fuck with me!" Said Wilson.

"What one of the children hugged his Papa! I miss you Pa!"

"Who are you!"

"The son you don't want! Good night Pa!" He said, the phone is dead.

Get in the room right now! track where and who's calling me! His word was so terrifying when commanding his subordinates.

30 mins....

45 minutes....

1 Hour...

In fact, the word failed to be swallowed by Wilson that night, no one knows who the figure who called him, but it was clearly the voice of a child.

What is this problem? Who the hell is he? Is this an enemy game? Monologue Wilson asked. But can not be denied, there is a strange vibration felt in his body?

The kid? When did Wilson make it?

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