MARRIED THIRTEEN WOMEN
Chatting Before Sleep.
"Mister! It's night, let's go to bed."
"Eh .. yes, come on," at once Jiwo's heart immediately beat, his heart rippled. Nervously he answered one of his wives. Jiwo immediately got up from his seat and went into the room.
"Mister, go to the room first, let me get the door" the wife said.
"The other one's asleep?" jiwo asked as his eyes circled towards the middle room which was already quiet.
"Maybe talking in the room. Now it's me who accompanied Mister to sleep."
Jiwo only mangosteen mangosteen. Like someone tickling in his ear heard the words of a woman who was checking the situation outside the house. How could the woman lightly say her turn to accompany Jiwo to sleep. And this turn will take place every night.
It never occurred to Jiwo at all that he would experience something like this. It was just sleeping together, Jiwo already felt amazed. Especially if you are more than just sleeping together? After all, Jiwo was a normal man who had mischievous thoughts. Jiwo immediately stepped towards his room.
After feeling quite a woman who was given a nickname by Jiwo by the name of Andin stepped towards Jiwo's room. Although somewhat doubtful and awkward, slowly, the woman opened the door of her husband's room.
When Andin came in, Jiwo was sitting on the edge of the mattress while leaning against the wall. Andin slowly closed the door and stood at the same spot.
"Why?" jiwo asked as he saw Andin speechless like a confused person and held back the embarrassment. "Are you ashamed?"
"I'm sorry, Mister, because this is the first time I've slept with another man in one room" Andin replied rather nervously.
Jiwo then commented a smile. "If you mind, you go back to sleeping with the others? It's nothing."
"No, Mister," Andin refused firmly. "I just want to keep my husband's honor, Mister. Just like the others."
Jiwo chuckled for a moment when he saw the woman's facial expression. "But there's no need to force yourself, miss. If you mind if I sleep alone."
Andin stared fixedly at the man who became her husband, then she ventured to step closer and sit on the edge of the mattress. "It's not a matter of objection or not. I also understand, Mister didn't demand that we sleep together. But we realized, we're now Mister's wife. At least we should be able to serve Mister, even if only accompany sleep."
"Yes I understand, but ..." Jiwo's speech was cut off when he saw the woman climb onto the bed and lie down next to her with her face looking up at the sky of the room. Now Jiwo finally felt awkward.
"So you went to the market?" jiwo asked after a few minutes of silence and he found an idea to unravel the awkwardness.
"Yes, it's fun" replied Andin a little enthusiastically.
"Most need of us, Mister. Good thing it went the same Mom, so know which is cheap and not."
"Good," said Jiwo. Then he shifted his body into a lying face facing the sky room as well. But unexpectedly, Andin even turned to tilt and looked at Jiwo. Just sober that man was immediately wrong.
"Mister," call Andin slowly.
"Hum? What's?" sahut Jiwo was a bit nervous.
"Mister is handsome, why don't you have a wife?"
Jiwo stunned. Andin's question slightly struck down the recesses of his heart. "Who? Are you not aware? Now, right, I'm married to you? Then you're my wife."
The woman smiled broadly with the same gaze still towards her husband. But the smile slowly dimmed, turning into a gaze that was somehow interpreted as what kind of gaze. Andin looked back at the sky. While Jiwo glanced at the woman who arrived silent after he heard Jiwo's remark.
"Mister, if someday I'm destined to return to my country, can we still meet?" Jiwo was stunned to hear it. I don't know why the woman suddenly asked like that.
"Must be quiet, it's a sophisticated age now. No need to worry. If you can't meet, we can greet each other via the internet," replied Jiwo as leisurely as possible. He even spoke with a high sense of optimism.
"I don't feel happy later if I lose people as good as Mister. Mister's willing to let himself marry us so that we're protected and we don't become vagabonds."
Jiwo smiled slightly hearing it. "Don't think about it too much? We're doing this the same thing, okay?"
The woman put on a smile while saying yes. Then the woman again tilted her body facing Jiwo.
"Mister."
"Hum?"
"Can I sleep while hugging Mister?"
The deg!
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