MARRIED THIRTEEN WOMEN
They're Not Jera
"It turns out the clock fits yeah, Deck. I'm not tired of this yet."
"God! Two rounds not tired? I'm just like her body's about to crumble, Mister."
Jiwo chuckled at the complaints of his wife. Jiwo then shifted, approached the wife and hugged the woman tightly. No matter the sweat that is still wet the body. For Jiwo, it is important that his wife is comfortable.
Jiwo glanced at the glance of the clock stuck to the wall. There shows twelve o'clock at night. Without feeling three hours more passed by the hot play of a couple. Either because of being too excited or because of the effects of the herbs that Jiwo drank, the two rounds finished very satisfactorily. Even the first round and the second round had paused for less than thirty minutes.
"Mister still not satisfied?" aziza asked as she rubbed the chest of her husband's field.
"Happy, dear," Jiwo replied with his eyes closed enjoying his wife's gentle touch.
"If you're not satisfied, let me wake the others up" Aziza said.
"No need, honey. Udah, no need to think," said Jiwo berkilah. Actually he wanted to play again, but could not bear to see his wife exhausted.
Aziza was silent. His lips smiled faintly with his mind fixed on the first new occurrence he experienced. Even under her stomach there was still pain, but Aziza was happy to have given something precious to the right man according to her.
"If you want to sleep, just sleep, Dek. There is no need to endure the drowsiness," said Jiwo softly with his hands clutching his female body. Aziza replied with a murmur then the two seemed to be silent until drowsiness slowly entered their eyes. Jiwo and Aziza were closed with their bodies still hugging and covered in a blanket over their bodies.
When the morning approaches, only Jiwo is seen still sleeping until this second. Aziza had already cleansed her entire body and joined the others doing the morning chores.
"Mister is selling anyway? Is it six o'clock?" alena asked while chopping the chives and was almost done. After that he cut the meatball granules into several small pieces.
"It seems like he did not, this afternoon he has the same promise as the handyman who wants to take care of our sales stall," replied Aziza who was standing near the washing machine.
"Mister tell you what?" ask Aisyah who is whipping eggs that have been given herbs and leeks and meatballs. Today he's going to make martabak.
"Yesterday, right, we went to the handyman who made the order for Mister. He said today it was ready and we were going to take him to our stall" Aziza said, then he turned around because the washing machine stopped ringing. Aziza immediately turned the button to pull out the laundry water.
"Maybe in about two or three days we're selling" Aziza replied.
"Well! So can't wait to fast trade," reply Arin enthusiastically.
"But Kasian, Mister, so often off sale because of our ngurusin," said Alina.
"Well, how else, we should also help Mister and Mom to make fortune, right? Since we have, surely shopping for rice and side dishes added. Not to mention other costs. As if we are participating in seeking fortune, we can relieve our husbands" Aisyah explained. Everyone seemed to agree with what Aisha said.
Without feeling all their homework has been done. Two dishes for breakfast Jiwo has also been served on the dining table. While waiting for the husband to wake up, the wives again learn about the price of the goods they will sell.
In another place, still one area with Jiwo residence, three men were seen coming down from a car. The man seemed to be spreading his gaze to the surrounding area. One of the men leaned back while lighting a cigarette.
"So this is where they're hiding?" asked the man after exhaling smoke from his mouth.
Right, Boss, and their residence is across the street," replied one of the men who became his men. The man pointed towards another road where there was a gate attached at the end of the road.
The man called the Boss saw a mangosteen mangosteen then the man set his eyes on the road designated by his men. "We should look for a rented house first, this time we should act more carefully."
"Good, Boss."
Two men went to the surrounding area to find information on the rented house. While the Boss, just fell silent while enjoying the cigarette.
"This time I must really manage to snatch them back, must!" muttered the Boss.
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