GHIFARI ~ RADITE ~ GHIBRAN
NOT A CROCODILE IN A CADILLIUM
To be honest Sondang loved Gultom very much his first and last man. But he was also hurt, because it turned out that Gultom had been cheating all along.
“I can know why you have a wife of two, three, four, and so on?”
“I don't love them like I told Tarida. I just feel challenged to conquer women with my honesty that I have a wife. I told them I had a wife. Unfortunately I lied. My one lie is to say my wife can't get pregnant. That was my fatal lie. I'm honest with them, if they want to get married, I won't do the reception. Marriage in the church is recorded only between families. I also said to them that I would not give them a regular salary, because my salary is full of my children and my wife. I will only give them daily finances depending on the percentage I get from the office as an honor or fee from my job and they want!”
“They want to be your mistress? They want not to be given a salary because of your salary for a wife then what do they want again?” fishing rod Sondang do not believe.
“They know I never stay at their house because I don't want my wife to suspect their existence. So I just came to them during office hours. They promised not to whine about asking for what I did not promise like a stay and regular salary.”
“Truly female idiot. No sane woman would want to be treated like that. I doubt their motivation. Don't-don't if the night they have another husband,” said Sondang.
“Don't-don't they it's not your son,” said Sondang again.
“Various girls. He will not want to be given a routine living. He would not want to be visited only by day, because the night her husband was afraid of his wife. I will never want to! So you're trying to think that those women are sane? I'm not sure they're that stupid. I'm sure they're more deceptive than you,” said Sondang.
Sondang was surprised there was such a perempuan. He of course suspected that Gultom was only used to play games. They certainly had another night. And income from Gultom is just extra pocket money. Think of it as the pay they sleep together.
His name is a mistress of course they will demand to be given a lot of money, otherwise they will tell the legal wife. This is no koq? They just accept what Gultom outlined.
‘Yes, too, where do women want that? Even if she became a mistress she would want her husband to stay once in a while, surely she asked for a regular living, there is no way the mistress would just be given just that,’ thought Gultom.
‘When I got married they had no family. Just like me they just came alone. Don't be right I'm a husband who is known by their family.’
‘I just realized, strangely at the rental house I paid for, there are no photos of me both Cilla or Niken or me and Marry. There should be a photo of us at marriage or when with Marry or at least a wedding photo. There's absolutely nothing. There is only a close up Marry photo of Pricilla but there are no photos with me even wedding photos!’ Gultom's only realising at the moment.
Gultom was very afraid to investigate, but he wondered why he never thought of it?
‘At Niken's house there are no photos of their wedding. For Niken, he was not rented because Niken had his own boarding room. But since marriage, their wedding photos are not plastered. Don't-don't it's also not my son,’ Gultom's inner temper.
‘It is fitting for them to be calm ssaja not to make a living, certainly not those who are stupid but I am the du-ngu. I'll wait until his son is born I also want to know whose son,’ Inner Gultom thought of the child in Niken's stomach.
Gultom remembers Velove saying Marry didn't look like her and Cilla confirmed that she didn't look alike.
‘He doesn't look like me because he's not my son?’
‘Badness turns out I'm just a lizard for them, I'm not a crocodile copied, I'm just a lizard. Very small means.’
Gultom remembers everyday is indeed he who bought all Marry needs, he believes later from others maybe the money obtained by Priscilla can he use for other things.
‘Ah I'm too stupid. If you don't open a sondang like this I never think that they are smarter than me!’ gultom.