MARRIED THIRTEEN WOMEN
Mom And Her Son-in-law
Time goes on and life goes on. After going through the problems after problems that take up a lot of time, Jiwo and his thirteen wives are again faced with a routine that they are accustomed to.
As of today, Jiwo is on his way home with his two wives after shopping for merchandise. This time the groceries purchased increased and more diverse. At home, as usual, they share tasks.
Today, my mom started selling again. Just like before, Mommy sells with the company of her three daughters-in-law. Actually Jiwo and the wives have told Mother to rest at home and who for sale let the wives of Jiwo who intervened. But Mom refused because Mom did not want to bengong at home.
Something is different from the sale this time. In less than three hours, Mother's merchandise was almost gone. Since they had arrived at the market, the three wives of Jiwo had almost no pause to rest because they always served. Maybe because of their factor ever viral, making snacks sold by Mother to participate hard.
At exactly nine o'clock Mother and her three sons-in-law were able to go home with clean trade goods without rest. Pulp marrow, klepon, lupis, cenils, all really ludes invaded buyers.
"Mom, make the trade in the multiply, Mak. Mumpung again rame," proposed Alena as soon as they got down from the angkot and walked to his house.
"No need" refused my mother.
"Why, Mom?"
"We don't know what happens with tomorrow. It could be that today is so rame to sell, but tomorrow even deserted. Who's the loser?"
"But if the trade is quiet, we can help sell around, Mak?"
"Yes, Mom. Or gini aja Mak, we share the task. Two people selling around and two people selling on the spot. No need to wait until the new sales tour, how about, Mak?"
"Good idea, Dib. Really, Mom. Later on the sale on the spot, the same mother-in-law who menamani Mom, and two other daughters-in-law selling around the market."
"Are you not ashamed?"
"God! Why should I be ashamed, Mother. Our husband is just a handsome face is not ashamed of selling around, our time as his wife should be ashamed anyway?"
Mother suddenly commented a smile, then she agreed to the proposal of her three daughters-in-law with a note that there must be permission first from their husbands. Of course, Jiwo's three wives were very happy. Until without feeling his mother and three daughters-in-law reached home.
A few hours later, Jiwo's car was also seen entering his yard. As usual, the wives immediately welcomed their husbands by mingling out of the house.
"Let me lower it, honey. It was heavy, loh," forbid Jiwo when he saw his wife sliding the sack and together the same dropped it from the top of the car and was about to take it inside.
"Not what, Mister. We have the rame name. Not heavy."
Jiwo could only shake his head a few times. He knew his wife would refuse. He also intervened to help them.
"You really want to make food like this anyway, Dek? What's this called, Deck?" ask Jiwo while a snack piece of rice flour, sugar and coconut milk. Without mentioning names, the wives of Jiwo know who the wife thrown the question by her husband.
"That's a dial-up cake, Mister. It's a typical snack of this country" replied Aisha.
"Don't you, Mister? Aisyah is good at making good food," praised the other wife.
"Great fuck, without you also not necessarily I can make food like that," replied Aisyah.
"Well, we're just helping mix dough, taste, you're the champion."
"Huh! This time, if muji don't height, then I can't go down how?"
"Hahaha .. Could it be you, Ais."
Jiwo who witnessed the interaction of his wives also laughed. How heart of Jiwo is now so peaceful to see the wives who always compact and get along until this moment.
"Then you start selling tomorrow?"
"Yes, Mister, doain huh? Let everything go?"
"Of course, hon. I always pray for your good intentions. And I'm sorry, too, because you're intervening for a living."
"What the hell, Mister? Pake apologise for everything? It's natural, right? We help the husband? Don't apologize a little. Just like anyone."
Jiwo smiled back. "Yes, yes" Jiwo replied.
"Mister."
"Yes, honey? What's up?"
"Would you like to talk about marriage in a country? Talk to you now?"
"Wedding in a country? Mister want to get married again?"
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