MARRIED THIRTEEN WOMEN
When a Lazy Husband Bathes
The clouds greeted the sky. The clock on the wall shows three o'clock in the afternoon. After finishing chatting with his wives, Jiwo chose to take a nap to spend his time. Wives choose to talk to each other or play with their cell phones. There was also a person sitting with his mother in the living room.
Elsewhere, Hendrik and two of his men are waiting for Suryo's shipment who will help smooth out Hendrik's plans to capture the prey that escaped from his grip.
Hendrik has also received information that the thirteen targeted girls from tomorrow will sell in this regional market. Of course Hendrik got such information because two of his men, Wito and Kamso went to the market to look for another opportunity and they got such information.
"Boss, if the girl had lost her crown, how? Are they married already? ask Kamso after stopping watching videos from his phone.
"No way, you know why they married for what? So there is no way they will do it" said Hendrik confidently.
"But have they been married long enough, boss? Could they have happened?" kamso said again reinforcing his doubts.
"Not for a month did they get married, So, how could they give up on themselves? What's more their husband is just one guy and a color pant seller. Any woman must think first, too," Wito also issued his opinion.
"Wito said, after all women like them, would want him to surrender himself and his crown to the man they love, the logic is used if you want to talk," timpal Hendrik pointed to his own temple.
"Yes, boss, we don't know as long as they stay together, whatever happens" Kamso replied.
"Where are they having marital relations? The house is that small and filled with many people, yes they play in the bathroom? Think on!" hendrik said a little hard. His emotions were provoked by the thought of his men.
"Maybe Kamso will come home, boss. So he thinks it's like that? He doesn't need the money times" said Wito, who was as upset as Kamso said.
"Yes that's not what I mean, Boss," Kamso said somewhat stuttering as he felt an aura of anger at his Boss.
"Keep what does that mean? If you're afraid to go there! Why do I love someone like you!"
Kamso chose silence instead of going against his boss's words. He still needs money to hire a woman to warm his bed. Along with that, Hendrik got a call that the person Suryo told had arrived. Hendrik immediately ordered Wito to visit him.
Time continues to move forward, heavy rain is now pouring into the village. Until a melodious sound is heard from the direction of the mosque, the rain has not been a sign of wanting to subside. Meanwhile from inside the room, Jiwo had just woken up from his sleep. Jiwo's eyes stared at the Clock on the wall of his room. It had been six hours and ten minutes, meaning Jiwo slept for about three hours. Jiwo took off his pants and replaced them with a sarong and then went out of the room to the bathroom.
"Mister why is it such a hobby not to take an afternoon shower anyway?" ask Alana. They were gathered in the living room after dinner.
"Yes, very dirty. Even though the beginning of marriage, every afternoon is always fragrant," continued Alena.
"Say you guys want to prove that my body odor makes me feel comfortable? Yes, I just want to make it happen" Jiwo replied reasoned.
"Who? Why are we the reason?" andin protest.
"But the smell of Mister's body makes it comfortable, even better the smell of asem than the smell of fragrance," suddenly all seemed surprised by what Arum said. Jiwo who felt someone defending, immediately smiled widely.
"What do you have to prove, Rum?" ask Alifa.
"Well, last night I slept with Mister. Which smells the best, in the same armpit under Mister's belly, it smells like it's hovering around."
Jiwo who heard Arum's honesty even chuckled. He could usually be very frank when he said it and like without a burden, very light.
"Well, right, right, what I said," now Anisa's making a sound. "The smell of our husband's body is a dream. I don't think there's a man who smells as good as our husband."
"really?" asked Arin and Anisa nodded. "Then shall we prove the words of Anisa and Arum now? Mister's mummy doesn't take a shower, how about it?"
"Who's afraid!"
Jiwo's eyes suddenly widened to hear Arin's invitation. "God! Don't you go crazy!"
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