MARRIED THIRTEEN WOMEN
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Today has moved to the afternoon. People who have been active since this morning. Start getting ready to go home. So did Jiwo and one of his wives. They are now on their way home.
Two days selling around in different places, creating quite a lot of windfall for Jiwo. Every day Jiwo is indeed moving sales. Not always in one destination. Sometimes to a neighboring village not far from his village. Sometimes to other villages further away.
Like today, Jiwo chose to wander to four villages that were not too far away, but not too close as well. Jiwo did deliberately do such a system because he knew, not everyone would buy color pants every day. Not once a month either. Therefore, Jiwo set a schedule around each village, some once a week or ten times a day. Hang up heart too.
These two days, Jiwo's mood is indeed happy. How not to be happy? For two days selling, he was accompanied by a beautiful woman who had become his wife. Besides, the one who accompanied him was a different woman.
In the eyes of Jiwo, his wife does look beautiful. Moreover, they live in simplicity. Although the clothes they use are used, but from there lies their simplicity.
Lain Jiwo, others also with Mother. My mom is home every afternoon. He usually sells until noon. But not for today. For more than one week Mothers holiday sales, today the sales of mothers sell faster.
At ten o'clock Mother and three daughters-in-law had gone home with all the merchandise gone. Of course, all that can not be separated from the attraction of three daughters-in-law who are known to come from different countries. Average buyers come to them because many are curious.
The news of marrying thirteen women is indeed viral in his village. Whether if Jiwo's marriage goes viral in cyberspace, maybe the jealous men will increase more. In the village there are many envious men. Whether it's a pair or a single one.
This afternoon, as usual Mother and her daughters-in-law again learned to speak the language of the country Mother while preparing materials for tomorrow's trade.
"You've made a lot of progress" praised Mom.
"Really, Mom?" ask one of Jiwo's wives with a glowing face.
Mom nodded. "Now, just talk to Mom, you're connected."
The twelve women were of course happy. Although in the use of the language is still random talk, but the mother the meaning of every sentence she said.
"Can any of you go to the stall?" ask Mom.
"I!" almost all of my daughters-in-law raised their fingers. Mom was stunned for a moment then she commented a smile. Mom went into the room and came out with fifty thousand dollars.
"Buying one kilo eggs is the same as buying one pack salt" said Mother while offering fifty thousand dollars. With swiftness one of his daughters-in-law directly took the money from the hands of Mother.
Yeeeahh! I can get it!" exclaimed the woman who was given the nickname Arum. Mom smiled wryly while the others seemed to be poking her lips.
"A kilo of eggs and a pack of salt" Mother replied with clarified remarks.
"A kilo of eggs and a pack of salt?" tanya Arum repeated her in-laws speech. Mom nodded immediately. "okay!"
"I'm coming!" yell at the other daughter-in-law. Without waiting for approval, the woman named Alin immediately went after Arum who had gone first.
They already know where the stalls are usually visited. It is next to the junction of the connecting road between Rw. Gleefully, they walked down a fairly quiet street.
It didn't take long, Arum and Alin had reached their destination. The shop looks pretty quiet. There are only a few people shopping.
"Mom, buy a kilo of eggs and a pack of salt" Arum told the shop owners after they greeted him.
"You're Jiwo's wife, right?" ask the shop owner while serving their order.
"Yes" replied Alin politely.
"Great yes Jiwo," he said. "Jiwo is a good young man. You're lucky to have a husband like him" praised the shop owner.
At the same time, in the stall there were three men. Alin who accidentally saw them coming his face immediately stiffened with widened eyes. He recognized one of the men. Alin instantly turned away as one of the men glimpsed at him as well.
One of the three men bought a cigarette and was served by the husband of the shop owner. Alin's feelings grew increasingly uneasy as his ears caught the question from the man to the owner of the stall.
"Excuse me, sir."
"Yes, what's wrong, Mom?"
"The house of the man who said he was married to thirteen women, which side is it?"
The deg!
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