MARRIED THIRTEEN WOMEN
Surprise Again
The next morning, as usual, at Jiwo's house, the wives were doing their usual activities. Today they will return to their usual routine before they and their husband go viral because of the actions of someone. Jiwo's wives do not expect that they will be able to be news material.
The name of the woman if she is gathering there must be a conversation. Likewise with the wives of Jiwo, they look excited in the kitchen because of their own chat.
This time what they are talking about is the practice of rotating sleep that has just been implemented overnight. They wonder what it's like to play three. Aluna and Adiba then tell what happened to them last night.
"You will definitely have fun later, anyway Mister Jiwo is really great. It's true to be able to touch women," said Adiba loudly.
"Duh so impatient peeling fast fast night. I want to feel a different sensation from our husband," said Arum enthusiastically with the mind that has wandered to imagine her husband bervalahi two women.
"Eh, you guys don't feel it? If we're lucky to meet Mister and be his wife?" ask Alifa.
"Sense dong. In fact, sometimes I think why did not realize I met a man like Mister. Mister is great at anything. Besides not liking taking an afternoon bath, try to imagine, what other ugly things do we know from our husbands? I don't think there is, right?" said Arin.
"Yes, but if Mister's angry again, it looks terrible. Do you remember when our husband was angry with a glassy neighbor? I swear, there Mister looks really cool," said Alena.
"Well, that's a warning to us, if we don't make Mister angry" Alana replied.
"Agreed!" answer everything compact.
"Eh Aziza, Mister message, from now on you are asked to always prepare strong herbs for Mister," said Adiba reminded.
"okay."
Meanwhile, the man who became their husband, had just opened his eyes. The man woke up with a fresh body and a happy feeling. Back in Jiwo's mind, last night's game with his two wives. He still did not expect this to really happen in his life.
As usual, Jiwo came out of the room wearing only a sarong. He then lay down again on the floor mattress in front of the television. Some of Jiwo's wives who have finished doing work can only shake their heads at the behavior of their husbands.
"Why not just go to the bathroom anyway, Mister? It was noon," said Andin.
"Later on, hold on again. Where's mom?" jiwo said with a heavy tone typical of waking up.
"Emak to Uncle's house" replied Andin. "Today we start selling, right?"
Jiwo, who was originally lying on his stomach, now changed his position to supine. "Yes so, the sales are on the market first. Fears at the lapak rame because of our news."
"If it be Rame yes Alhamdulillah, Mister. It means that the news brings blessings to us" said Alifa.
"Later to go to the stall two people first, if rame, the others in the next yes? Two or three people to help."
"Well, Mister didn't help?"
"Oh, yes, good, let Mister look more powerful when in bed," said Arum while grinning.
"God! You guys, love talking bed."
"Keep for the invitation to the television and everything else, Mister?"
"Well, I'm still confused about that. The distance is quite far, while the offer in different places. We fear our efforts will be disrupted. Although the hell we're there also paid, but it's a pity we're so often off."
"Yes, too, Mister. The interview here, can't it?"
"It looks like it can't be, Dek. it's a special event yes we have to go there."
"Yes, we have chosen whichever schedule we take, Mister, let's be that way."
"Oh yeah, really too. I'll call them one by one."
Jiwo's wives seemed to nod their heads. After chatting for a long time, Jiwo finally went to the bathroom because the time was already noon and the insistence of his wives. As usual, the idea came up. Jiwo took off the scabbard that covered his lower body in front of the wives' eyes and sauntered leisurely towards the bathroom.
"Crazy!" as for some of his wives.
No time crawling into the day. Jiwo had been preparing to leave for the market with his two wives. But when he was preparing himself, Jiwo's house had a guest who turned out to be Mr. Rt.
"Eh Mr Rt, what's wrong, sir?"
"Gini, Wo, I just want to nyampein pesen from Mr. Lurah."
"What message, sir?"
"You asked for your account number."
"Pak Lurah asked for an account number? Make what?"
"To receive a gift from the Governor, for you, Wo?"
"Well!"
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