MARRIED THIRTEEN WOMEN
Getting Familiar.
Not felt, the night has come. There's something that looks different from the house of a color pant seller tonight. The house that is usually quiet because only in the habitation of the mother and her child, now looks crowded and full of laughter. From the kitchen, you can see that Mom and the thirteen women who were there were joking and sharing stories. Although their conversation was assisted through a language translator application through a mobile phone that Jiwo accidentally bought this afternoon, but the conversation of fellow women there sounded more familiar without feeling awkward.
They don't just tell stories either. In the kitchen thirteen women who were there also helped mother prepare food. They utilize their activities to learn everything related about the country, especially about small things like language, cuisine, mingling and other simple things.
Jiwo who was busy cleaning up his merchandise, occasionally sharing a smile to see and hear their conversation from the front living room of the television. Jiwo is quite happy, so Mom is not lonely. Usually Mother if the night must be her friend only television. But starting tonight it looks like Mom will forget her favorite television show.
"The coffee, Mister," said one of Jiwo's future wives, making the man a little surprised. He smiled and thanked me. The woman did not leave, but instead sat in front of Jiwo. Just contact Jiwo immediately wrong behavior.
"What are you doing?" asked Jiwo when he saw the woman doing what Jiwo did.
"Help Mister. Didn't Mister see?" reply the woman while smiling wryly.
"Let it go, mending you back with the others."
"Let me do something useful while here, Mister. Don't spoil us too much. Our existence here, it is enough to make Mister and Mommy troubled. So don't stop us if we want to help."
Jiwo was shocked to hear the woman's words. But before long, he nodded and understood their wishes that the woman before him represented.
"Your nickname ..." The woman flipped over the name paper that was hung around her neck. "Anise. Got an idea from where? His name hung up like that?"
Anisa smiled. "From a friend, Mister, that was."
Jiwo sontak came to smile widely and nodded several times. Suddenly awkwardness approached him. Maybe because Jiwo has long not served chat with women, so he was confused looking for discussion material. What's more their chat using English, so it's quite difficult to find good chat material.
"Mister."
"Gum."
"Thank you."
Jiwo was about to reply but Anisa went. He could only comment on a smile for a moment while looking at the woman's departure, then resume his work with a smile that still stuck.
After eating, they also helped clean things up. Wash dishes and glasses and others that are dirty and clean the kitchen as well. Jiwo feels happy, at least Mother is not too tired at her age which is quite old.
When everything was done, the thirteen women paid their respects to their rooms. Stay Jiwo and Mum in the middle of enjoying the television show.
"Finally, you will get married too, Wo," said Mother arrived, quite surprising Jiwo who was focused on staring at television.
"It's only temporary, Mak," Jiwo replied. It sounds sad, but this is the reality.
"But at least you're married, Wo. Either this is temporary or forever. The important thing is there's no bad talk about you anymore."
Jiwo understood where his mother said. Although Jiwo's neighbors are good, still humans must have a bad side. Bad talk, innuendo, teasing or ridicule, indeed sometimes Jiwo get from some neighbors. The wolves of the relationship he has been in for a long time, as well as his decision not to approach another woman after the relationship ran aground. Being the main ingredient for Jiwo literacy.
The name of the heart, as strong as it survives, will still be hurt if it continues to get words that are quite painful. So did Mom and Jiwo.
"Emak don't be too thinking about people's words. Who lives our lives."
"Emak knows, but yes the name of the ear is still sane, it's natural that Mother thinks about what you hear."
"Yes, Mother. The street people are like that."
"hmm .. yeah," Mother grunted roughly. "Your wife's wife later said she wanted to help you and Mom, join the sale."
"What's? How can?"
"Yes, that does want them. After all, they won't stand idly by while you're your wife. Looks like they're desperate to repay your kindness, Wo."
"Is that so?" jiwo's smile was perfect.
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