MARRIED THIRTEEN WOMEN
Dating In Room.
"Berez, Boss. We've got a man here ready to help get rid of those women."
"Ready, Boss."
"Sipp!"
Click!
The phone connection ended. Bejo's smile was engraved wide. In his mind, he imagined the payment he would receive if his plan was successful. Both of his colleagues also participated in the pleasure that Bejo felt. Now Bejo and the three deliberately contracted in a tenement house which is quite close to where Rw Jiwo is located.
"We better go home first, we'll get some clothes, '" Bejo suggested to two of his colleagues.
"Well Bus?"
"Yes, let's get another car. Old cars leave it in the hold of the villagers. We also take it free. It's not safe for us."
"All right, we're leaving now."
The three sturdy men immediately went out of his contract. Capitalize ask questions to residents around, finally they know how to take the bus from this city to the city which is about five hours away.
Meanwhile time continued to crawl forward. Without feeling it now afternoon has come. Seen from the yard of a house, Jiwo appears to have just parked his three-wheeled motor. It has become a habit, every Jiwo back home trading, always greeted by the wives with festive.
Jiwo could only comment on the smile while shaking his head a few times. He then entered the house, leaving his wife who was busy packing his merchandise.
"Recorded, Wo?" ask Mom who is sitting in the living room with Jiwo's other wife. The man then landed his ass in one of the chairs there.
"Alhamdulillah, Mak. salah," replied Jiwo. His eyes glanced at Alana who was sitting next to Mom and they threw smiles at each other. "Have you had a good body?"
Alana who was thrown a question was a bit surprised for a moment, but soon she reviewed the smile and what Jiwo meant. "Enak dong, Mister. It's really fresh."
"Thank God," Jiwo said with a meaningful look. "Where was that at home? Aman?"
"Faith, Mister," Anisa replied.
"Yes, I went into the room first" Jiwo then went to his room. While taking a break, Jiwo calculated for a moment the money from the sale today. A grateful smile adorned his lips.
After enough rest, the next thing Jiwo does is take a bath, eat and chat with his mother and his wives. Although the activity is just like that, but for Jiwo this is very fun. The house feels warm and warm.
"Mister," call Adiba. "Why doesn't Mister open a stall on the market for his color pants?"
"Why is that?"
"Yes, Mister. So do not just ngandelin Mister around. We also have activities. Not in a mulu house," continued Aisyah.
"Yes, Wo. Some of your father's old stall is taken, mending is used by them," continued Emak.
"Well, if that's what you want, I'll think about it. Later if I'm off, we'll discuss the same, huh?" And all of Jiwo's wives agreed compactly.
Until the night has gone. After finishing chatting, Jiwo chose to stay silent in his room while playing mobile phone. Until a while later, her focus was interrupted by a knock on her bedroom door. Jiwo knew, surely it was one of his wives who would accompany him to sleep.
"Just enter, not locked," said Jiwo slightly shouting. Shortly after that the door opened and a woman entered while throwing a smile.
"It's only eight o'clock, you want to go to bed?" jiwo asked gently while sitting against the wall.
"It's okay, we'll take Mister early. Now or later it's the same, right?" answer the wife named Aluna.
"The other one's asleep?"
"I don't know, but they're in the room, this is the door locked, huh, Mister?"
Jiwo only mangosteen mangosteen. But a few seconds later Jiwo was surprised when Aluna suddenly sat between Jiwo's thighs and turned her back to the man leaning against his chest. Aluna also cueknya pulled both hands Jiwo and wrapped around his waist.
"Finally, we are also dating in the room yes, Mister," said Aluna with a cheerful face. Jiwo who was still in a state of shock a while ago finally realized and immediately reviewed the smile.
"There is only you, Dek," Jiwo replied as he hugged Aluna's waist and placed his chin on her shoulder. "You happy?"
"That's great, Mister. When else can be alone with Mister kayak gini," replied Aluna enthusiastically.
They were dissolved in a heated conversation. Jiwo whose hands occasionally moved on Aluna's waist felt something strange. Jiwo hands tried to hold the waist and again felt something strange.
"Daddy,"
"Hum? What's Mister?"
"Aren't you wearing a bermuda triangle?"
Aluna did not answer, but she covered her face and walked away.
"Geez!"
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