MARRIED THIRTEEN WOMEN
Jiwo The Happy
After going through a fairly tense debate, the atmosphere of the living room in Jiwo's house immediately warmed up when the topic of conversation turned to other discussions. While chatting, guests are also welcome to enjoy the dishes that have been prepared. Until without feeling, the meeting must end, and the guests present, especially from the embassy resigned. Not to forget, they gave advice that might be useful for wife Jiwo. Especially the news about their state.
Although the core guests have left, but Jiwo's house still looks crowded. In addition to crowded by neighbors around, the news hunters also still roam there. Most journalists are looking for the other side of Jiwo's life and his wives. Patiently, Jiwo faced and answered everything the reporter asked.
Jiwo's name is getting bigger. He became a topic of discussion throughout the country. The harmony of his wives also made many men envious. Jiwo's name is also milling about sharing social media content. Creativity of the creators make the name Jiwo really skyrocketed.
Until the afternoon arrived, people who crowded in Jiwo's house including journalists, gradually left, and the house was again quiet. Quickly the wives immediately tidied up the house that looked messy. While Mom and Jiwo as usual, just sit sweet without doing anything. Not unwilling to help, but for light work indeed Mother and Jiwo are prohibited from helping. Let the sons-in-law take care of it.
"Tomorrow there will be no more guests, Wo?" mother asked while enjoying the princess shower made her daughter-in-law. Though snacks that one way to make it quite difficult, but the compactness of Jiwo's wife can make it easily in a short time.
"No idea, Mom. Usually Mr. Lurah who gives news that the guests are important people. Wh why? Do you want to sell?" jiwo. He chose to enjoy spicy chicken.
"Now, take another day off. In the market will surely be rame, many ask Mom."
Jiwo chuckles. "Hahaha ... Your son is already an artist yes, Mak?"
"Yes, your brother and sister have been calling Mom many times, you are on tv. My mother hasn't seen."
After chuckling, now Jiwo's lips reveal a smile. "Yeah this is a road of fortune I'm the mother's ghost. Who knows, our trading will be more and more rame because of this news, Mak."
"Aamiin .. wonder the same thing that makes the news, can be all the way."
Jiwo is only able to smile. The conversation continues on to other things. Even when Jiwo's wife's wife was done in order, Mother and child were still seen chatting while enjoying the rest of the dishes.
"Where did this get the idea from? How's the snack good?" ask Jiwo so one by one his wife joined together.
"Yes Aisha, who else" Aluna replied.
"Where did the material get it? Is this sudden?"
"Use your trading materials and those in the kitchen, Mister. The remaining ingredients of donut making are also still there. Just add a little less material that fit into the market," replied Aisyah.
"Creative is also you, Dek. Then you're serious about selling food?"
"Be serious, Mister. But later on. You see, the capital has just come out a lot to open a stall in the market."
"Design capital needs a lot? Did he say he wanted to go around?"
"Not exactly one million. Tool at home is fortunately complete, so most buy materials."
Aisyah then nodded happily, as well as Jiwo's other wife. The conversation continued until without feeling now the afternoon had come. The chatter came to a halt as a melodious voice sounded from the direction of the mosque.
Time passed and the night greeted. After doing the usual night activities, they choose to rest faster. Perhaps because of their tired bodies, Jiwo's wives entered their rooms early.
Jiwo is also laying down in his room. Accompanied by one of his wives, Jiwo and his wife named Andin engaged in a conversation before drowsiness attacked. Both are in a lying position and facing.
"Why did you guys look so compact this afternoon, Dek?"
"Hehehe .. I don't know either, Mister. How do we fill our hearts like that? There is no plan at all."
"I was astonished too. Dear. And I'm also happy, thanks for sticking with me, Dek?"
"Well, maybe because we're comfortable and dear to Mister."
Jiwo smiled widely. "I love you guys too." Andin smiled too.
"Sir."
"Hum?"
"My scabbard's awake."
"Start the bawdy."
"Hahaha .. Yeah how else, people actually wake up. Hold dong."
Andin snorted but she complied with the husband's request. His hands moved into the glove.
"Sir."
"What else?"
"You're still rapturous? Not trying to enter what?"
"Dam."
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