MARRIED THIRTEEN WOMEN
Rotating Plan
"See the boss."
"What!"
"Read it, Boss."
Fiercely the man called the boss took over the phone from the hands of his men and read a status on Fakebook account.
"Gig! Ordinary young man marries thirteen girls in one day."
"Thirteen girls?" muttered the Boss but still heard by his men.
"Yes, Boss. I'm suspicious, Boss. Don't let this girl be the girl we're looking for? Because the amount is the same."
The boss's forehead is wrinkled. He sat in a long chair thinking. His eyes continued to stare at the screen of the flaming phone. His thumb moved to squeeze the profile of someone who wrote the status.
It turned out that the one who shared the news was already quite a lot and it seemed like the status was made yesterday given the exact same time. But what made the Boss doubt was the name of the city. Thirteen of the women went missing in the northern city, but in that status the marriage took place in the far-flung southern city.
"It seems they are not the women we are looking for" the boss told his men who were sitting in the same chair with him.
"Well, how can you?" ask the man with a disappointed face. "Where does the boss know?"
"Look, the profile that wrote that status. It happened in a different district. While we lost them in another county."
Hearing the boss' answer, the man immediately checked the new info he heard. It's true the place is different. The distance between the two districts if traveled can take three or four hours.
"It is impossible if they walk that far in the condition of those who have nothing. How could anyone help them by marrying her."
"Yes the boss. But how do I feel that these thirteen women are the women we seek."
The boss just shook his head. Then he took a cigarette in his pocket. "No need to think about it. There's no other clue they're the woman we're looking for."
Luckily the boss didn't believe it. Though what his men suspected was the woman they were looking for. The woman survived in their hiding. Even today the thirteen women were laughing with her husband after the breakfast together was over.
At the Jiwo residence, the thirteen women were gathering with the Jiwo family including Jiwo's brother and sister. Since the arrival of his two brothers, they had not talked to each other more seriously. Again the chat is assisted with the sophistication of a mobile phone if chatting with the thirteen women.
"After this, what are your plans for the future?" ask Sister-in-law Bayu.
"Yes great. Mother is not too tired," replied Jiwo's sister.
"Since their arrival, she has lost her job. Just a puja, Mother always first with them," said Jiwo. Everything there was just a smile.
"So they go into the sale because of your idea what?" Bayu asked.
"Yes their own idea. I was shocked when I heard it. They're very compact about taking turns."
"Including sleeping with you too they take turns?" shoot Bayu. Jiwo gasped and misbehaved while smiling an embarrassed smile.
"Well! Mas Jiwo is very lucky," said his sister-in-law.
"The good guy's soul," Mother came into the conversation and everyone smiled broadly. Jiwo increasingly wrong behavior made.
That one-family small talk looks really fun. Maybe because they do not live together now, so a gathering like this is the right moment to let go of longing.
Now Jiwo's brother and sister are not too worried anymore with the keadan Mom. At least now at home, there is a mother who takes care, if Jiwo is selling or traveling.
Time keeps moving forward. Now Jiwo's brother and sister have returned to their respective residences because of busyness. Mom and Jiwo also understood him when they came home. What else marriage Jiwo suddenly. They did not plan to stay longer.
The night has greeted. As per dinner, as usual, their activities are just chatting to pass the time.
"Tomorrow I've started selling, are you sure you want to go around?" jiwo asked trying to convince once again of their intentions.
"Very sure, Mister, we don't want to stay home. At least we want to ease the burden of Mister and Mother" replied one of his wives.
"Yes, it's night. I want to sleep first" said Jiwo.
Just as Jiwo was about to step up, one of his wives let out a voice, "His room is not in Mister's lock. Let me get in later."
Jiwo nodded, then he stepped towards his room with a big smile.
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