MARRIED THIRTEEN WOMEN
Acknowledgments.
"What are you doing?" tanya Jiwo stuttered somewhat.
"Thank you, Mister. Mister has really protected me, thank you."
Jiwo silenced, his heart pounding very fast. Many times Jiwo exhaled through his mouth, so that the rumbling in the chest, which he was feeling could be reduced and a little calm.
Not that Jiwo does not like being hugged by women like this, but being treated like this makes the other side of a Jiwo struggling helplessly. He was an adult male who had never lay in a woman's arms for his entire life, and now he was faced with such a position. Even the two palms of Jiwo stiffened and clenched so much that they did not know what to do at this time other than surrender.
"Mister," call the wife slowly. Jiwo whose mind again went around where a little stunned and returned the call of the wife with a nervous speech.
"I'm lucky to be reunited with a guy like Mister. Mister saved me many times. Sorry yes, Mister. My arrival was often troublesome, instead" Jiwo who was not too focused on hearing his wife's words, was only able to review a smile. The hand that had been clenched, he slightly opened and he placed it as a pillow.
"Just this time, I felt protected by a man, Mister," Jiwo immediately frowned at his wife's words just now.
"meaning?"
Alana commented a smile and she further tightened her embrace on Jiwo's waist. "I have never felt how protected a man is other than a father. But ever since my father died, I've never felt protection again."
Jiwo was stunned again. He heard a new fact that one of his wives did not have a father. "When did your father die?"
"It was a long time ago, when I was a teenager."
"Certainly? You've never been in contact with that guy? For example, dating or ..."
"No, Mister. I dare not connect with another man. Maybe if Mister wasn't my husband, I wouldn't dare to hug Mister like this. Sorry, Mister, if I feel comfortable like this to Mister."
Jiwo returned to smile. If I could be honest, she was also comfortable being treated this way. Even every night hugged by his wife also Jiwo really want. But Jiwo always pressured himself to take care of himself for the future of his thirteen wives later. Jiwo does not want to demand anything even though he has full rights.
"Mister?" again the voice of the wife disperse the mind of Jiwo.
"What's wrong? Go sleep. Aren't you sleepy?" reply Jiwo soft. It was very desirable that he rubbed the hair of the woman who was now stuck on his left chest, but as hard as he could, Jiwo held it back.
"Yes .. not yet," replied Jiwo rather gamang. In the face so closely makes Jiwo feel wrong behavior itself. Alana gave me her sweet smile. "Why are you smiling?"
"Hehehe .. peeper, Mister. Isn't that smile a sign that the person is happy?"
Jiwo nodded slowly. "Are you happy?"
Alana smiled broadly. "Yes .. I'm happy. Getting married and having a husband is fun. Someone who protects, feels comfortable and certainly feels not alone."
I don't know how many times Jiwo commented a smile. This time he got up and sat down. Jiwo's forehead creased as his rough palm was grabbed by Alana's hand and held it like a toy.
"Mister's arm, it's rough and heavy. Mister diligent sports huh?" alana asked enthusiastically. While Jiwo again only reviewed his thin smile.
Since then, Jiwo deliberately silent while enjoying the treatment of his wife. Jiwo did not expect, one of his wives was aggressive as well. Although aggressive is still in the natural stage, but Jiwo did not expect, this woman was impressed indifferent. Even lightly, Alana linked her own fingers with Jiwo's large, stocky and long fingers. Alana's treatment really makes Jiwo feel anxious himself.
"Mister, what if only? We're all destined not to go home and we're here forever? Will Mister still make us all Mister's wives? Or did Mister just pick one of us?"
Jiwo was stunned to get such a question. "How can I choose between you? Are you guys sincere too? If I only choose one of you?"
"If I were alone, it might be me who is not sincere and does not expect to part with Mister."
"Why? Why don't you want to break up with me?"
Alana took off her hand link. She lay on her back to her husband. Jiwo's forehead is contorted. At first glance he saw Alana smiling before turning away. Jiwo was even more stunned when he heard the shocking confession a moment later.
"Because I like Mister."
The deg!
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