MARRIED THIRTEEN WOMEN
Kala is Gathering
Where's it from, Mom?"
"Buy porridge, Sit. Where's karyo?"
"Against Ida's stall, buy some chicken."
The mother of mangosteen mangosteen, then she sat on a couch located on one side of the front porch of the house. The dipan was deliberately placed by his sister Emak, the Karyo, in that place to be similar to the old soap opera the doel. Siti, wife of Karyo appears to be drying homemade rice crackers.
"Aren't you selling?" ask Siti as soon as the job is done. When she was young, Siti called her mother Mbakyu. But since their son grew up and married, Siti began to change the call to her sister-in-law with the call of Mother. Especially in this complex the only woman who is called only one mother is Jiwo.
"Holiday first, Sit. Fatty, two-day house rame hold," replied Mom while eating porridge from rice flour doused with brown sugar and wrapped in a leaf pack.
"Hehehe ... Jiwo became an artist yes, Mak," said Siti then sipped sweet tea that was cold at the table near the end of the cot.
"Hahaha ... impromptu artist, where is the practice, Sit? At least it'll sink again."
"It's okay, Mom. What matters is that it was ever famous. Hehehe ..."
Mom just smiled at a glance and then continued to enjoy eating her porridge. While siti grabbed a can bearing the name of the famous wafer. But once opened, it turns out that the contents of various rempeyek crumbs become one. There are crumbs of pea rempeyek, black soybeans, green beans, soft dried shrimp and tempe chips into one.
"But, Mom, do all of Jiwo's wives really want to continue with Jiwo?"
Mother's hand stopped while scooping the porridge with a spoon made of banana leaves. Mother's eyes stared fixedly at sister-in-law. "And you heard Jiwo's wife's wife yesterday answer what when asked by the embassy? It's obvious, Sit, that they're serious?"
"Yes, Mak. But we don't know in the future. They are from different countries and come to this country illegally. I'm afraid there's another problem."
"Emak is also afraid of it so, but want how else, for now they do not want to be separated from Jiwo, yes Mother is quite fond of hearing it. I wish that one of them was a match with Jiwo."
"Emak don't want everyone to match Jiwo?"
"It's not so siti," said Mother was furious and Siti even chuckled while unceasingly enjoying the crumb of rempeyek. "If everyone wants to stay with Jiwo, Mom is happy. But did you tell him how? So Mom hopes one of them, there is a match with Jiwo."
"Hahaha .. yes, yes, Mak I know. I get it."
Mom just cut her lips and laughed with sister-in-law. Until when Karyo came, Jiwo's uncle was surprised because the two women who became his family, were seen laughing together.
Meanwhile, at Mother's house, Jiwo was also busy chatting with the wives after finishing bathing and breakfast. Today there is no work or activity done Jiwo. Wanting to get out of the house, Jiwo felt lazy. Because Jiwo thought for sure he would be the center of attention and asked a lot about him who was the subject of conversation. Jiwo prefers to stay at home with his wife.
"Hum? What's up?" sahut Jiwo's. Now they gather together in the middle room.
"Mister, what the hell is he doing? How come the pants can be big and long?" asked Arum with his innocent face, but successfully made all the wives of Jiwo surprised including Jiwo. Even the man immediately chuckled at being asked such a question.
"Good, Arum! Your question is too honest" said Alifa amazed.
"Well, isn't it better to be honest?" arum defended himself.
"But you can use a stale base first, not directly to the point."
"No matter what, Rum, I'm curious too" said Aluna. "For Mister is not a person from an American country, so naturally dong if curious, why can it be that big?"
"Yes, you guys don't feel it's right to go in, like it's full to shit, but it doesn't make you sick" Anum said.
Alifa immediately patted her own forehead. "God! You're these. Don't let no one else be curious either."
"Udah mending you diem, we wait for an answer from Mister. People have been asked too, we are curious how the answer is," Aziza said.
Jiwo still chuckles at the debate of his wife. "God! You guys are so adorable. Nothing else, its size."
"Why can't anything be so great?" adiba said in disbelief.
"Seriously. Only from my school days if sleep does not like to wear pants. Old man said earlier anyway, do not often wear tight pants and massaged slowly but do not get out."
"Well! Mister got the science where did it come from?"
"Yes, I didn't overhear it from my old school friend."
"Mister, may I now measure how long? Let's be sure."
"Geez!"
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