MARRIED THIRTEEN WOMEN
Suddenly Cuddled.
"Akhs! Damnit damnit! How will we get home?"
"Well you! Why be bego? You should have brought the keys!"
"My people are freaking out, where can I remember to be."
Ahh, stupid!"
That's a little bit of debate from three men who are hiding in a corner of the field. They managed to escape the pursuit of the residents and are now unwind while blaming each other.
"Later in the night we will be quiet there again" Bejo said.
"You want nyari dead?" protest guy in hat.
"Everything, I said, we're moving silently! Not bright as before! Why is it on this bego anyway? When it comes to money," dumel Bejo then he laid his body on the grass. They finally fell silent and drifted into each other's minds.
Meanwhile, at Jiwo's house, his two wives still looked shocked and frightened. They did not expect to experience anything terrible again. They really didn't expect that person was still looking for him.
Mom and Jiwo could only look at them with worry. The residents disbanded after it was declared safe. For the criminal car, it was placed next to Mr. Rt's house, while the key, Jiwo, was stretched. He was sure, those three people would definitely not give up so easily.
"Better you two go in the room, just rest inside," Jiwo ordered his two wives who had begun to gradually lose their panic.
"Later on, Mister. Here it used to be a rame, let's not think," replied Alana, one of the wives who had successfully smothered.
"Yes, if you want it to," Jiwo replied gently.
"Luckily, Mister was with Aziza, he came home on time, try a little late. Don't know what the fate of the two of them will be?" said Alena.
"Ho oh, Mister. How could that be, Mister?" ask Andin.
Jiwo commented a smile for a moment looking at the rows of wives and mothers who looked at him. "Yes, it just so happened that it was deserted, Aziza asked to rush home. And, our distance is also close so yes I speed with the bike. Uh getting into the junction I saw Alana just as Anum was again forced into the car. How come you guys didn't yell for help?"
"Where to go, Mister. They immediately pull and smother our mouths tightly," replied Alana.
"Yes, Mister. Moreover, they carry sharp weapons. We're getting scared" Anum continued.
"Other times means you have to be more vigilant. Now, they know you're here. They must have other plans later."
"Okay, Mister."
"Yes, I want to take a shower and eat" said Jiwo, then he went to his room leaving the women who were still busy sharing stories about what they had just experienced.
"I should have fought, right? Long time no exercise my muscles," said Andin.
"Hahha .. same, I also did not practice martial arts for a long time" Anisa said.
Jiwo who heard the chat his wife just reviewed a smile while passing to do what had been his intention. Until it does not take long, all is done Jiwo did. After the meal, Jiwo spent his time, sitting in front of the terrace of the house. In addition to resting, he also wanted to keep an eye on the situation around the house. Perhaps, the criminals are still coming.
"It's late, Mister didn't come in?" the voice of one of Jiwo's wives disperse daydreams. Jiwo then turned and reviewed the smile.
"Why did you even come out? just rest there," Jiwo said to Alana who was sitting in the chair next to him.
"Tonight I accompanied Mister to sleep, if I was in the room alone, where would it be quiet? While Mister is still outside," Alana's great-grandson. Jiwo again commented a smile. For some reason in the eyes of the man, all his wives can always be adorable.
"Yes, let's go in the room now. Let's just talk inside," Jiwo asked. In the end, he had to give up. What's more now, he was no longer awkward, sleeping with his wife.
Alana smiled and she agreed with Jiwo's invitation. After locking the door and closing the curtains and turning off the lights, they went into the room and began to lie down. Jiwo chose to face the sky, while Alana lay on her side facing her husband. For a moment the atmosphere became silent.
"Mister," call Alana slowly.
"Hum," Jiwo replied as he glanced at the glance of the woman who had been staring at him. There is a sense of groggy in the heart of Jiwo viewed as deep as that by a woman.
Jiwo's heart was increasingly agitated when the wife suddenly shifted towards him with one of the hands circular in Jiwo's stomach.
"What are you doing?" tanya Jiwo stuttered somewhat. Especially when the woman's head is stuck on one side of her chest.
"Thank you, Mister. Mister has really protected me, thank you."
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