MARRIED THIRTEEN WOMEN
Reasons Married.
Married married?" jiwo asked in surprise.
"That's the best solution in my opinion, Wo."
Jiwo. Instantly his mind skyrocketed to where. How can marriage be the only solution? Are there thirteen women? Don't they still have families?
"Why did Mr Rt say it was the best solution?" now Uncle Karyo is throwing questions. And surely that question represents Jiwo as well.
"Look, Mas Karyo and Jiwo. I think that by marrying them, someone will protect them. They seem to have somewhere to take shelter. While waiting for the time until they can be returned to their country, you can guide them to find income here. You try to read the news, Wo. Many refugees whose needs are not met. They are confused, want to work, what work? Their movement is limited. Many of them are dependent on help. Therefore, rather than their fate is uncertain, what is wrong for while you protect them. Most likely, the person who kidnapped them must be currently searching for them as well."
Jiwo was silent again. His heart became riled up. Intentions just want to help, even he was trapped in a complicated situation.
"What Mr. Rt said is true also Wo, besides look at your age, Mother is also old. Are you still single? Once upon a time one of them did have a soul mate for you."
The words of Uncle Karyo made Jiwo's heart riled up. Again, he was faced with the truth about marriage.
"Let's think first, Mr. Rt. All right, I asked permission to call them last night. Some of them are sick."
"Well, I allow it, and try to think of a solution from me. Maybe my mom agrees too."
Jiwo just assented. Then he immediately said goodbye and in the middle of the road his Uncle also said back home. Gontai Jiwo stepped towards his home. Until his eyes accidentally caught the figure of a woman who was happy with her husband. A woman who once planned a beautiful day to make a relationship. It's a plan of stay plan. With ease the woman opened her thighs to get the status of Mr. Lurah's daughter-in-law.
Jiwo wanted to avoid it, but Titin and her husband saw it. Jiwo already knows what will happen.
"Where is Jiwo, where are you going?" asked Malik, the husband of the woman who was in the back seat of her husband's motorcycle. Obviously from his tone, if the question is just a stale base and contains elements of humiliation.
"Oh, kirain wants to go to the house of the future wife" Malik chirped. As usual, he always fished for the atmosphere to look bad.
"I'm sorry, there is still a lot of work" said Jiwo.
"Even, sales of round color pants are just busy. No girl wants to be the same guy who wants to sell kolor trousers," Malik joked, but Jiwo did not care.
And for the umpteenth time, Jiwo was only able to harbor his anger. He is too careless to face a man whose life is only capital sticking to the name of parents. Jiwo passed leaving Malik just like that.
"Look tuh, your ex, belagu very," said Malik who felt upset himself because he always failed to make Jiwo angry.
"Udah ayok street. Why is also taken care of," replied Titin seems ordinary. He never felt guilty for betraying Jiwo. He even felt happy to be able to take off Jiwo. Because as Malik said, Titin is embarrassed to marry Jiwo because the man will still choose to sell color pants after marriage later.
Various kinds of thoughts are now entrenched in Jiwo's mind along the way to home. Although the distance of Mr. Rt's house is only a pause at the end, but because many things are thought, making footsteps feel heavy to step up to the house as if far away.
Finally Jiwo's footsteps reached his yard.before stepping inside, Jiwo chose to lower his merchandise first. Because usually in the afternoon, the car will be taken by the owner.
Jiwo put two sacks of his merchandise on the porch of the house. His eyes glanced at the women who were there. Again his mind was reminded of Mr. Rt's proposal. Jiwo instantly ruffled his hair feeling frustrated. He stepped back to clean the tarp and clean the car for a moment.
After the clean clean car was completed, Jiwo sat pensively on the back edge of the car tub. His mind was rethinking everything he had just experienced. The state of his guest, Saran Pak Rt, even the usual Malik ridicule did not Jiwo think, this time even so think about it. Again Jiwo just ruffled his hair, then he chose to enter the house through the side door.
As Jiwo steps into the house, his eyes widen when he sees what is happening in front of him. Until unknowingly, Jiwo mouth said, "Beautiful."
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