MARRIED THIRTEEN WOMEN
Shopping
Vehicles in the form of a mini bus was sliding at a speed that was penetrating the highway leading towards the city. The big car was enough to carry thirteen women and driven by one man who became their husband. Without notice, after taking approximately thirty minutes, the car had reached the place they were headed.
After parked neatly in place, all who were in the car, just get out and together head towards the entrance of the largest Mall of the city.
Their presence immediately became the center of attention for those who recognized the face of one man among the thirteen women. The effect of the news that was crowded, the face of the thirteen-wife man became easily recognizable by Mall visitors.
"Well, is that the man who has thirteen wives?"
"Crazy! It's really pretty euy!"
"Eh his wife really gets along all right?"
Various sounds seemed to echo together without anyone leading it. Most of them, average amazed at the familiarity and peace of the wives of Jiwo. Many are silent about stealing photos and taking their videos for social media needs.
Initially Jiwo was actually a bit uncomfortable because almost all eyes looked at him. But when Aisyah clasped her hand, the feeling of unease was immediately destroyed and changed into a great sense of confidence.
"We'll get some clothes on?" mister said when looking back where his wife walked in groups while enjoying the atmosphere of the Mall.
"okay!" answer some wives Jiwo compact.
It did not take long, they arrived at the center of the sale of various clothes. Again Jiwo and the wives became the center of attention. But Jiwo doesn't care. He still did his purpose of coming here. Jiwo chose to sit in a place that was reserved for visitors' rest, while his wives were busy choosing the items they wanted.
"Well, which is Mister?" alena asked while carrying two clothes with different models even though the same length as the knee.
"The red fit, the calm," Jiwo replied, and Alena immediately noticed the clothes her husband chose the color for.
"Make sure Mister, this one's good?" ask Alena again to make sure. Jiwo confidently nodded. "But I think green is better, Mister. What do you think, Mister?"
"Geez!" pekik Jiwo felt surprised until he shook his head several times. Jiwo just felt that accompanying women to choose clothes surely the end of the end will be like that.
"People were told to choose one, surprised even that," Alena grumbled.
"Yes, I have chosen the red color, dear," Jiwo replied with great patience. Jiwo can be blamed.
"No ah, want to find another first, but there is a better time," reply Alena left Jiwo who increasingly felt amazed by the attitude of his wife.
The drama of buying clothes ended almost two hours. Each of the wives only bought two clothes from a fairly long taste selection drama. Jiwo breathed a rough breath marked that he was relieved his drama was over.
"Mister didn't buy clothes?" ask Aisyah.
"No need," Jiwo replied briefly after finishing making the payment. Because not a man shopping using a card, Jiwo casually pay for groceries with a pile of red money.
"Why not buy?"
"House at home is a lot and still on good."
"Mister should keep buying, make a show on television. Is it just his wife wearing new clothes?"
"It's okay, after all there can't be any questions about your new clothes, so yeah just fine, dear."
"Geez!" pekik wife Jiwo simultaneously. Jiwo can only cry while stepping to the next place.
The next place they visited was the shoe center. The drama that occurred during the selection of shoes is also no less exciting than the drama of choosing clothes. Jiwo really restrained his patience with the behavior of the wives who are very adorable.
The drama of buying shoes also took almost two hours. After the drama of buying shoes was over, now, hunger began to whack their stomachs. Instead of being invited to eat at the culinary center that is there, the wives of Jiwo instead ask to eat at the side of the roadside stall. Jiwo finally decided they ate at the rice house located on the right side of the Mall.
Wherever Jiwo and the wives are, they really become the center of attention of the people who know him. Now, they are in the square to enjoy the atmosphere of a sunny afternoon while unwinding.
"Thank you Mister for the groceries" said one of his wives.
The cup!
With his cute wives peek Jiwo cheeks in the middle of the square one by one while saying a word of thanks.
"Good God, you guys are!" pekik Jiwo between shame and happiness because of the behavior of his thirteen wives.
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