
The morning mist looks very thick. Cold air still feels piercing the skin. The rest of the rain overnight also left wet and puddles in some places. But that situation did not dampen the spirit of many lives to start the day they used to do as the day before.
Like his mother and three daughters-in-law, he set out early in the morning to seek fortune. They do not care about the cold air that makes the body shiver. Their spirit was not swayed by the circumstances this morning. While the other daughter-in-law is also doing duties at home as usual.
Her name is female, even though her hands are busy working, if they are gathered there must be material to talk about. Though Jiwo's wife's wife has a habit of gathering all the time, but they always find exciting talk material. But from the chat that they often do, they become close to each other. Even among them there is no competition. There, they support each other.
"Every night Mister and I talked about children" Arum said while sitting on the edge of a multi-purpose cot that was deliberately provided in the kitchen area.
"Kids? Does Mister want to have a child?" alifa asked with a frown. He and the others were somewhat surprised to hear Arum's words.
"It's certain that Mister wants a child. He is already married. What's more his friend's friend is also already on having children. It's natural that Mister is also a peeper," Aluna replied that this time replacing Aisyah's task in cooking. Aluna also has a talent for cooking with a good taste. Therefore, if Aisyah can turn to join the sale, the affairs of the taste of cuisine becomes Aluna's task. Today Aisyah went on sale, so her job was replaced by Aluna.
"But the question is, are we capable of giving offspring to Mister? Do we feel like we are rarely touched? We're touched when it's our turn. Even some of us have not been touched because of monthly guests," said Arin who stood near the connecting door between the kitchen and the living room.
"All of us will talk to Mister. Maybe Mister has another way later," Arum replied.
"Thank God," Aluna replied in relief and represented the others.
Jiwo woke up as soon as the cuisine was ready to be eaten. Wearing only a scabbard to cover his body, Jiwo exited the room with shuntai steps. Once past the dining table, Jiwo instead sat there, not to the bathroom.
"Mister just woke up straight to breakfast?" anum asked with a frown but he got out of his leisurely seat in front of the television.
"Hunger, Deck. Last night, right, I did not eat, tuh, pete and sambal that you sain also still intact" Jiwo replied berasalan.
"Yes, brush your teeth first, Mister. Very dirty," sumpul Anum gagas.
Jiwo could only squeak, then he immediately got up lazily towards the bathroom. Not just brushing your teeth. Jiwo also defecate and bathe because it is awkward if only a toothbrush.
Jiwo never minded in that regard. Instead Jiwo was happy, because the wives of Jiwo really respect Jiwo as the head of the household. He was very happy and very grateful, his wife served Jiwo wholeheartedly.
"Mister."
"Gum."
"Is Mister really having children?"
Jiwo who was about to put food into his mouth turned for a moment towards Anum then smiled a new glimpse of food that already had hands inserted into the mouth.
"Arum has a story?"
"It."
"Yes, that's how it is, but later we will discuss if everything has been collected at home huh? This afternoon, we just focus on the same preparation to open the stall," said Jiwo while continuing his breakfast. While Anum just nodded while smiling thinly.
Meanwhile on the same day in another town, as requested by his dirty business partner, Suryo prepares what Hendrik asks. This time Suryo will tell people to play the drama, not with violence like a plan that always fails. Suryo did this because there was something he had to protect. Suryo does it just so that his good name and position remain safe, so Suryo must do anything to eliminate evidence that can destroy everything.
"Do what I have commanded! Don't be careless, and don't fail!" tell Suryo with a sharp look.
"Ready, Boss."
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