MARRIED THIRTEEN WOMEN
Regulations
Time kept on crawling forward. Now the clock on the wall shows five o'clock over thirty minutes, marked that the morning has greeted back. From inside a room in one of the residents' houses, a man seemed to be awakening from the sound. The man was heard making a distinctive sound of people waking up while opening his eyes.
As soon as the remaining eyes of drowsiness slowly opened, the man's eyes looked at a woman who was still asleep while looking back at him. The man's lips flashed a faint smile as his head was reminded of the long night he had just spent with the woman. Even when he woke up, the man did not dress. There was only a blanket that covered the abdomen down, while the rest of the blanket covered his wife's body.
Jiwo then got up slowly and sat down to lean. His eyes continued to stare fixedly at the woman who had given something precious to him. Still vividly remembered in the memory of Jiwo, the second round game that his wife asked for. The woman very willingly let Jiwo try the various styles that Jiwo asked for. With a smile full of sincerity, Alana obeyed all the styles Jiwo wanted.
If you can be honest, there is actually shame in Jiwo. He initially rejected Alana's invitation several times, but in the second round, Jiwo was the most enthusiastic and violent up to almost an hour of play in the second round.
After quite satisfied imagining the events of his first night, Jiwo moved to grab his clothes scattered on the floor and put them on. Before leaving the room, Jiwo kissed Alana's cheeks feelingly and let the woman stay asleep.
"Morning, Mister?" greet some of Jiwo's wives as soon as the man comes out.
Morning too," Jiwo replied rather awkwardly. "Emak's leaving?"
"Udah, it was leaving with Ais, Adiba and Andin." replied Alifa and she also did not forget to throw questions. "Alana's still sleeping what, Mister?"
Before replying, Jiwo placed his body in a chair near his wife. While one of his wives chose to rise to the kitchen to prepare coffee for Jiwo.
"Alana couldn't sleep last night. Just let him rest in my room" Jiwo said. Of course Jiwo had to lie. He couldn't possibly admit about what happened between him and Alana last night. I don't know what would happen if his wife found out, Jiwo had broken his promise. Maybe they will be disappointed?
"Anum, how are you doing yourself? You're okay, right?" jiwo asked one of his wives who was sitting on the floor.
"I'm fine, Mister. Thank ye. Through Mister, God is still protecting me."
"Is Alana very shaken, Mister?" ask Aluna.
"Can be. Therefore, you should be able to work together to take care of yourself. You guys know that, right? I am not always there and come on time if problems happen to you. At least you should be more vigilant. Maybe at this time they are also planning something else again" said Jiwo quite long. He grabbed the coffee cup placed on the table to his right, then sipped the contents.
"Good, Mister. We're also sorry, because since we've been here, we've always been a hassle."
"Hust! Don't talk about it. I have repeatedly said, you are now my wife's wife, so it is my duty to protect you. But I also ask you, you should also be able to take care of each other, understand?"
"Understand me, Mister!" the wives answered almost simultaneously. Jiwo sontak commented on the smile and they again dissolved in the morning chat. They shared stories and also threw jokes at each other until the sound of laughter broke the middle room.
"Well, why? Oh yeah, to make it easier, I'm calling you guys Deck, right?" jiwo.
"As for Mister just how good it is," said Alifa.
"All right, what's up?" jiwo asked with a fixed look at Aziza.
"If one day we can't go back to our country? Would Mister still consider us Mister's wife's wives?"
For a moment Jiwo was stunned to hear the question from Aziza. Just last night Jiwo discussed this with Alana, now even the other wife also questioned it.
"If we are destined to be husband and wife until there is no time limit, it means that during that time you will still be my wife. And I won't say talak if you ask."
"Mister wouldn't choose any of us?" ask Anisa.
"No. If I had one, I would have chosen from the beginning. If I choose later, are you ready to leave me?"
"No, Mister. I want to remain Mister's wife."
"Yes, me too."
"I am too."
"I am too."
"Yes, it's clear now, right? There will be nothing I let go of, but you also have to obey the rules I made as long as you guys are my wives, how are you?"
"Rules?"
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