MARRIED THIRTEEN WOMEN
On a Cold Night
"Damn! The car does not exist! How's this, Jo?"
"Well, how else, we're just the same as the boss directly. What matters is that we've found the thirteen girls."
"Yes, thank you for reporting, Jo! We must not delay anymore."
Without answering the orders of his comrades, Bejo immediately gave a report to the Boss. Although late to give a report, the important news he will convey will definitely make him happy.
The information Bejo got was indeed quite important. Especially for the continuation of the business of the boss and Mr. Suryo. Armed with the information he obtained from the shop owner, Bejo was sure that the marriage of the thirteen women was not a marriage without love. Bejo believes there must be some kind of plan that causes one man to marry thirteen women whose origins are unclear.
Bejo was sure the Boss would definitely not let the women live his life so easily. And as expected, all women are still awake chastity. So Bejo hoped the Boss would take action quickly.
At the time Bejo was contacting the boss, the same night but in a different room, unusual air actually occurs from inside one of the rooms of married couples who look at each other with unusual feelings.
The husband, named Jiwo, did not expect his slurred speech was actually faced with a question from the wife that made Jiwo confused to answer what. So confused, Jiwo even avoids the gaze of women who seem to be demanding answers to the questions he throws.
After realizing his words were out of control, Jiwo cursed his own stupidity because he unconsciously said what was actually also a deposit in his mind. Jiwo did not expect, the word naughty was sliding just like that because Jiwo was getting carried away.
"Why is Mister silent?"
Jiwo smiled widely for a moment. His heart still felt confused to respond to the wife's question in what way.
"Is Mister ashamed?" alana urged.
"Udah, no need to think about it. I was just talking about it. Mending us to sleep, huh? It's night," Jiwo replied trying to divert the discussion that led to it.
"If Mister wants to do it, let's just do it, Mister. Isn't that Mister's right as a husband?"
The deg!
"Don't talk, let's go to sleep!" take Jiwo and he lies on his back to Alana. The woman also lay down. But unexpectedly Alana hugged Jiwo's body from behind to make the man more agitated.
"Do it, Mister. Please take Mister's right on me!" alana whispered near Jiwo's ear.
Got a tubi attack in the form of seduction and submission, of course the soul of a man Jiwo continues to thrash and torture. Inner Jiwo now fought great. He's a heavy dilemma. Confused which choice. Between taking his rights as a husband or maintaining the covenant he made with his thirteen wives.
"Did you forget? If we have a deal? Do you want me to break a promise? I don't want to ruin you" Jiwo said with a feeling of remorse even though he tried to be calm. Their lying position is still the same. Jiwo still turned his back on his wife.
"Where can a husband want to damage his wife if his own wife who gives it willingly, what is the right of a husband? Now it matters more which? The promise of a fellow man or a sin because the wife who does not give rights to her husband?"
Jiwo back silenced. Jiwo's mind grew increasingly chaotic and his heart grew increasingly agitated. What Alana said was indeed true and the remark was enough to make Jiwo in a big dilemma.
"I don't know much about religion, Mister. But at least, I know what a wife's rights and obligations are. Wouldn't it be a happiness too if the wife was able to serve her husband at night?"
Jiwo stretched his body. Now Jiwo's eyes and Alana's eyes look at each other and collide. Alana reviewed her sincere smile whereas Jiwo, her smile still looks very awkward. Alana grabbed Jiwo's hand and placed the rough palm on Alana's cheek. Naturally, Jiwo rubbed his wife's cheek gently.
"Are you sure of your decision? Want to give up what you have for me to enjoy?" finally, the question also came from Jiwo's mouth. Although it looks very visible that the man was awkward half to death.
Alana put on a smile then she lay on her back. "Do it, Mister! Enjoy what I have. I gave it to my husband."
Jiwo's head immediately got up and lay on its side staring at Alana. The face of the wife who had resigned.
"All right."
The two threw smiles at each other and Jiwo slowly brought his face closer to Alana's face.
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