MARRIED THIRTEEN WOMEN
Selling with wife.
The night the atmosphere is getting gripping. Not gripping because there is evil, but gripping because the heart is not because of a temptation.
Tonight, in the room of a man, whose status had been religiously valid as the husband of thirteen women, was agitated by one of his wives sleeping with him. The drowsiness of the man evaporated just like that because he saw his wife's negligent exposed. The man suddenly short of breath.
Although the man was not an innocent man but he had never once been in a room with another woman. All this time he could only imagine while watching a video. And the scene before him was the first sight he had seen in person and for quite a long time.
Many times the man named Jiwo can only swallow his saliva with difficulty. He also tried to control his circumstances so as not to break the agreement. Jiwo died trying to dampen the turmoil. He chose to lie on his back to his wife. For a long time, drowsiness attacked his eyes. Jiwo finally fell asleep and managed to dampen the turmoil.
Time is still going on as usual. Morning is back to greeting the soul. Jiwo House that used to be quiet now every morning already looks crowded. Moreover, all the women there woke up so early when the sky was still dark.
This morning, Jiwo was also seen waking up from his sleep. After carrying out the morning ritual, Jiwo immediately prepared everything he used to go on sale. Assisted by his two wives to make Jiwo's work feel faster. Jiwo manages its trade in three-wheeled vehicles commonly used for sales.
While waiting for breakfast, Jiwo sipped his nearly cold coffee. Of course the coffee that Jiwo drank was the hand result of one of his wives.
"Where, Wo, does it feel like getting married?" asked the mother who had just sat coming from the kitchen and sat with her son on the front porch.
"For now it's still fun, Mom. Maybe because it is still new," Jiwo replied with a cry.
"Thank God, what else are they like compact. My mom is helped a lot."
Jiwo returned to smile. His eyes looked at his two wives who were sweeping the front yard. "Actually they're very kasian, Mak. They really are fighting here."
"Hopefully in the future there will be no serious problems that befall your wife's wife, Wo."
Jiwo said his mother. Either there will be love or not, but Jiwo certainly hopes everything will go well.
"When do you start trading?"
"Maybe tomorrow, Wo. Mom will take your wife to the market, let them not be bored at home continue. What else they'll also trade with Mom."
"Good, Mother, let them have activities. Moreover, they said they want to sell business too."
"I don't know, we haven't discussed more. I'll ask you at breakfast."
Right then and there, one of the wives called Jiwo because breakfast was ready. Jiwo and Emak immediately stopped the chatter and went up into the house.
I don't think time has shown at eight in the morning. Now Jiwo is preparing to go around. While one of his wives who got the nickname Arum, was ready and was waiting in front of the house.
"Mommy," call Jiwo when he exits the room.
"Yes" said the mother who was still sitting in front of the television.
"Now, Mother. To buy the needs of my wife," said Jiwo while handing an envelope containing money from people who attended Jiwo's wedding yesterday.
The envelope money Jiwo received was quite a lot. Most guests who come and make donations are curious guests with the unique wedding. Hence despite the simple event but the envelope that Jiwo received, filled one sack full.
"Ngapain delivered to Mom. Give it to your wife, Wo."
"They don't understand the same price of our country's money, Mak. Let me have them take notes later, whatever you want to buy."
"Oh, huh? Alright."
After giving an envelope, Jiwo immediately told his entire wife to gather. He delivered several messages, and the wives understood and would obey their husbands' messages. After that, Jiwo pamit left with one of his wives who was picked by Anum.
"What time are we going to the market?" ask one of his daughters-in-law. Of course he asked using the help of a translator on his phone and Mom pointed at the number nine. Everyone nodded and immediately prepared themselves.
Shortly after the appointed time arrived, they immediately left for the market on foot to the highway. Although only wearing flip-flops and used clothing, they seem happy to enjoy the current situation. Without them noticing, in the middle of the road, there was a fierce look towards the entourage of Mother and her daughters-in-law.
"Look, in a minute, you're gonna have a hard life."
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