MARRIED THIRTEEN WOMEN
Haru In The Morning
At four o'clock in the morning, Jiwo fell asleep again after his battle with Arin was over at about three o'clock. Jiwo deliberately played a round just to complete his desire and satisfy his wife. As soon as the game was over, Jiwo and Arin chatted for a while, then he took a bath in the master room while Arin fell asleep again.
The main room deliberately built Jiwo wider than the other rooms. The room was used by Jiwo when he was gathered with his thirteen wives. There is also a television in the room and a bathroom. There is no AC. Jiwo deliberately did not install it because he preferred the natural air so there are two windows in the room that is directly related to the scenery of rice fields, rivers and so forth.
In addition to the main room, there are also five other rooms that can be used by his wives. It was the same size as the room in the old house. For the wardrobe of his wife and himself, Jiwo also uses a special room that blends with the dressing table. It is not far from the three bathrooms. All of that was the result of Jiwo's own design.
In the row of special rooms of clothing and bathrooms there is a door that connects the new house and the old house. The door was directly connected to the expanded kitchen using the soil commonly used for chicken coop. All that Jiwo did to support his wife's growing efforts.
Shortly after Jiwo fell asleep, the wives of Jiwo even woke up. Neither the pregnant nor the pregnant except Arin. For those who still feel nauseous, he can go directly to the bathroom in the main room. While the non-nausea can help the nausea.
"Where? Did you go out?" ask Alena.
"Udah, thank you," Anisa replied.
"No need to be sad."
Anisa is smiling. "Why not wake up, Mister?"
"No need. If we are still able, we do not have to bother our husbands. Mister must be tired. From yesterday morning dawns on us until he didn't nap yesterday."
"That's right, too" Anisa replied. "Have you gone to the kitchen?"
"You better take a break with Alana. Later in the kitchen even limp, how?" advice Aluna.
"I'm fine, Lun, I'm fine" Alana replied. "I'm males lazing on. At least if there is entertainment. "
"All right."
The four women finally headed for the kitchen. All of Jiwo's pregnant wives were there. There are those in the kitchen, some in the middle room prepare the merchandise of the Mother who is ready one by one.
All of Jiwo's pregnant wives hold light jobs such as grating coconuts, chopping herbs and so on. Actually, all the work is very light. Moreover, everything is done in gotong royong so quickly finished. Like my mother's trade. Usually you wake up at one or two hours to make a trade. But now, some types of trading are done by wife jiwo wife together. Like klepon held by whom, who else will make the pencil, so quickly finished.
"Yes, I feel sorry for Mister too. Even yesterday she didn't take a nap because we took care of her" Anisa chimed in.
"But Mister looks happy. Even he did not complain at all," Arum also spoke.
"Then, we must remain compact and cooperate with each other, so as not to overburden our husbands. We help each other" Aisyah said.
"Do you love my son very much?" mother asked as she walked out of the room. Mom heard all the chatter of her daughters-in-law.
"It's definitely dong, Mom. We love Mister very much and Mommy too" alifa replied as she hugged her in-laws from behind.
"Are you going to last forever with one husband? Mom just doesn't want you to have inner pressure later, because sharing a husband isn't easy, son?"
Jiwo's wives then smiled, then they sat Mom in the middle room chair.
"We know that sharing a husband is not easy. But we believe our sincerity can make things easier. You do not need to doubt our love for your child. We are happy to have a marriage like this, Mak," Aisyah replied and her speech represented the heart of Jiwo's other wife.
"Your hearts are so kind" praised Mother with glassy eyes for feeling moved by the attitude of her wives.
"It is not our hearts that are good, but Mister's heart that is too good to accept us, whatever our circumstances, Mak. That's what we're so grateful for."
"Hopefully you'll always be like this, son?"
"Aamiin's."
Without them realizing it, there was a male figure whose eyes were also mirrored listening to the conversation of his mother and wife.
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