MARRIED THIRTEEN WOMEN
Fill the Hearts of Wives
"Then, Grandfather, I asked like that, just wanting to make sure what you're going to choose. At least there's preparation if you choose to go home."
Jiwo's wives fell silent while digesting her husband's words. Jiwo's words have a point too, all must be prepared including their birth and inner when there is a difficult choice.
"Honestly, Mister, this is a very difficult choice. If I were private, I would be comfortable living with Mister, mother and life here. I also don't know, if after coming home later, I can feel this kind of comfort?" anisa said with a fixed look towards her husband.
"True what Anisa said, even though I was the same Mister for a month together, I am also comfortable living here. Mister was not a rich man, but Mister's attitude towards me and the others made me feel rich. I'm not here to lack affection, here to smile more and here too, I learned not to be selfish and envious of each other" Aisyah said.
"I feel the same way as you feel, too" now it's Aziza's turn to speak. "Although my closeness with Mister can be said to be only one month, here I feel protected. Maybe those of us whose lives don't have a male figure in his house will feel the same way as me. Here I found something I never found in our country, especially where I live."
And from the discussion, one by one Jiwo's wife revealed the contents of his heart that somehow since when they save. Almost all of Jiwo's wives feel comfortable while here. Of course that comfort makes them look reluctant to choose the two choices that their husband put forward.
Before making a sound, Jiwo was only able to develop his best smile. He heard one by one the wife's inner voice well and tried to digest it and draw conclusions.
It is undeniable, Jiwo himself also feels comfortable with them. Even until this second, Jiwo felt lucky because everything he used to do by himself, this time everything was done by the wives. Naturally, if Jiwo is not ready to lose all his wives.
"Because there's no definite answer, yes I consider our conversation is over, okay? For the decision later you want to go home or stay here, we just wait for news from the embassy of your home country. Kira guess what action they will do later," said Jiwo ended the discussion that if continued, there could be no end until later.
"Mister take a shower or what?" alifa asked and answered with a big smile by Jiwo marked he was reluctant to take a bath.
"God! He was asked to laugh" Andin said.
"That's a sign that Mister is reluctant to take a bath, Andin! That's when you're not sensitive, anyway?" alifa Oceh.
"Oh my goodness, Mister! This afternoon it did not rain. No time to shower? Very dirty," Andin ngedumel.
"The driver, I took a shower of your stuff. Time to have a wife but never take a shower together?" balas Jiwo reasoned.
"But I'm afraid," Jiwo replied with a slightly sulky behavior. He even went back to lying down and buried his head in the lap of Anum who had been sitting next to him after finishing massaging.
"God! Why is it so small?" said Arin gaunty. "Later if Mister has been successful as an artist, build a very spacious bathroom so we can all take a bath together."
Instead of being happy, Jiwo even snorted at the words of his wife. While the other wife chuckles at the adorable behavior of the husband. Eventually the wives relented and allowed the husband not to take a bath.
Time continues to move forward, family chatter that seems endless, making time feel as if it has gone into the night. As always, there are no special activities they do tonight. Eating, talking, that's all they do until bedtime.
And now, all the residents of the house have entered the room to rest their bodies so that tomorrow they have enough energy to do something unexpected.
"He was disgusted, he didn't take a shower, he didn't want to stop smelling my underarm, Dek," Jiwo told Arin, who was busy inhaling the scent of her husband's armpit hair.
"Yes it's wrong, try Mister's bath. There's no way dong I stick like gini," reply Arin did not want to lose.
Jiwo can only snort while mumbling, "essential woman, do not want to lose to men."
And Arin doesn't care. Her nose kept breathing her husband's hairy armpits.
"Aaakhhhh .. fresh."
"Get and!"
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