MANY WIVES
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"Why Put?"

Sri approached the Princess who looked in pain while holding her head.

"Akhc! the Princess' head hurts!"

Both of his hands were clutching the edge of the dining table, the pain in his head was so intense, that it made his body limp and limp.

Sri ran towards the Princess' room, in a hurry she took the painkillers and gave them to the Princess.

"You better not remember the name first, let the wound in your head heal, forgive Ma'am who is too hasty to tell you what happened that made you like this."

"Don't say it like you did, everything that happened wasn't Kaka's fault."

After taking the medicine, the Princess again looked better.

"It is better for now that we focus first on your recovery, do not discuss what we talked about again."

Sri gently stroked the Princess' head, and retorted a nod.

"Let's go now, you want to buy anything later Kaka buy it."

"Now Ka? buyin Princess shoes too!"

"Yes, anything the Princess wants other than shoes is fine."

"Asikk, thank you very much Ka,"

Hugged Sri tightly.

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At ten o'clock in the afternoon all social media and television reported an accident that killed a prominent official's wife in the town of P, the car was thought to have lost control due to the brakes blong and entered the ravine resulting in the car burning, the incident killed two people who were inside.

The whole city was in a hurry, because just the day before the family had a massive wedding, which was horrendous because of the souvenirs and guests that came only among artists and important people.

Likewise with Sri, when she was in a clothing store, she accidentally saw the news on television right next to the cashier. His eyes widened, looking at the accident. Somehow Sri felt that it was not just an ordinary accident, and when he saw the figure who was the victim in the accident how surprised Sri because the figure was the exact same posture as he saw when experiencing strange events at the Bang Sayid wedding reception and Nayla's.

His memory returned to the event that he thought was like a dream that looked very real, before he considered the incident just an illusion, just an illusion, but after seeing the accident that killed someone with the exact same figure that he saw in the event, his reasoning seemed to be eroded, eroding, he believes that Bang Sayid and the husband of the mastermind victim of the accident that killed the driver and his wife.

His horse book stood up, Sri's body shivered, he felt inexhaustible, why there was such a cruel person, his own wife was sacrificed with the help of the son-in-law. The confidence to avenge all the atrocities Bang Sayid had committed against him and the Princess was instantly gone, alternating with extreme fear. He did not want his quiet life to be disturbed again by the figure of Bang Sayid, what else to think of the Princess who had just escaped death because of the man, who was, do not experience a similar event a second time.

The power of Bang Sayid is now getting bigger, because in the later there is a figure of Wicakson who has considerable influence in the city of P.

"After we're done we go straight home Put,"

In haste Sri paid for all the Princess's groceries.

"Daughter wants to eat fried dad first, while watching Ka cinema,"

Little whining.

"Other times, Kaka's got a call from the office."

"Buy fried chicken only if that's Ka,"

"Yes later Kaka buyin, but just eat at home."

The princess simply nodded obediently, and followed Sri's hasty footsteps. After buying fried chicken, Sri immediately invited Putri to leave the Mall, she did not want to linger in the crowd.

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"Mommy, why stay in Nay huhu! Hurry home, Bang, Dad! why don't you guys be at a time like this huu!"

Nayla is hysterical, a two-person housekeeper surrounding her, trying to comfort her employer, but in vain.

"You try to call again Papi, the time from earlier can not be contacted, hikz!"

Although his cries were getting louder, but his hands were still busy making calls to one number that read "My husbend" but his efforts always failed, because the call was always the operator who answered.

"It's Non, but the master's number is off, probably doing a check-up at the hospital."

A short-bodied ministry, black-skinned, full-face with acne with a medok dialect explained.

"My daughter Non said, I think you're in the doctor's office."

A twilight old mother chimed in.

"Go you! call again until you can!"

Nayla as usual, his haughty and arrogant nature did not disappear even though in a state of mourning.

The two servants who got such a clash as if they were used to it, they went towards the kitchen that was at the very back of the house.

"Nduk, koe mulyh wae neng kampung yo, simbok ra tego yen koe in arteni ben dino koyo ngono. Ben simbok wae sing golek duet, yen ora gajihe gede wes sue mbokmu iki meinggat ra gelem kerjo nengkene."

(Son, you just go back to the village, mother does not stand up to see you get scolded every day. Let the mother who is looking for money, if the salary is not great for a long time your mother also went not want to work here).

"Nadira ra gelem ndonggal rene dewean symbok, yen ono opo-opo karo jal pie symbok?"

(Nadira doesn't want to leave mom here alone, if there's anything?)

The little girl with dark skin.

hugged mom.

"Umurmu iseh rolas taun Nduk, wes koe neruske wae neng kampung school, ben uripmu ora dadi babu koyo simbok, yen schoolmu nduwur sopo ngerti kanko dadi bos koyo juragane dewek, yen, but inget yo Nduk, arrogant ojo."

(Your age is still twelve years old, you have continued school in the village, if your school is high who knows who can be the rich boss of our master, but inget yes son, do not be arrogant).

Gently stroked Nadira's head.

Nadira did not deliberately want to be a service in the magnificent house, but he initially only intended a vacation after graduating from Primary School, because he felt clean seeing his mother who was always the target of Nayla's anger made him decide to accompany his mother, because he was worried in case something bad happened to his mother.

The waiter in the house was not only Nadira's mother, there were many more, but who slept there and became a trust to take care of the kitchen only she was a. All servants such as garden parts, cleaning the house, washing and ironing, also security officers have their own mes which is located quite far behind the main building of the house.