MARRIED THIRTEEN WOMEN
Offers To Protect.
"What's? Married married?"
All the eyes of the woman were staring at Jiwo questioningly. There was also fear in their hearts. It must be a strange offer that made them have to be vigilant.
"I've never thought of it either, there's an idea like this. So, I'm asking you all?" jiwo. This time he tried to calm down. He also did not want to be considered a jerk who only took advantage of their circumstances.
"Tell us, why get married?"
A moment Jiwo commented a smile. His head was scratched though it didn't feel itchy. He thought of the right set of words to explain it. Until finally he can convey the reason why he chose to marry.
All the women who looked at Jiwo, none of them reproached the man. In fact they digest and justify that in disengagement they are very difficult, without income and can not do anything because their movements are limited. Jiwo also shared the purpose of marrying them. All the women seemed to understand what Jiwo said
"Are you going to marry all of us, or are we going to be shared with another man? If we are divided and separated, we disagree."
"Do you want me to marry you all?" Jiwo asked with a chest pounding that was getting firmer echoing.
"We will negotiate first how good, is not getting married is not something to mess with?"
"Alright, please negotiate. Then I stay first," Jiwo went to his room to rest.
"Am I crazy!" pekik Jiwo while staring at the roof of his room. As good as a man, there are still wild thoughts. So is Jiwo. Even he thought he had ventured to how to do his first night. Jiwo chuckles to himself imagining the first night with thirteen women. Holy hooch!
Because at home there are guests, Mother went to the stall to buy snacks and eggs for side dishes. For rice, there is still supplies. So too with vegetables. Chicken at home is not laying eggs, so Mom is forced to buy eggs in the stall.
"Mom, how was it that at Mom's house I saw more people? Is there an event?" ask a new mother who came in the same stall with Mom.
"That's a stranger who just happened to stray here."
"Mak's stranger? meaning, Mother?"
Mother then told three mothers who were there including the owner of the stall as well. Mother told me exactly the same as what Jiwo said.
"God! It's their ass, Mommy."
"Yes that way, I was just crying when Jiwo told the story. So Jiwo asked permission from Mr. Rt so they could stay at home last night."
"Well, if only last night, then tomorrow they are what is their fate, Mom?"
"That's it, so Mr. rt nyaranin Jiwo for their marriage."
"What!" scream all the mothers who were there.
"What's the point, Mom?"
Mom told me everything in detail. All the mothers who were there looked mangosteen. Some even justify the reason of Mr. rt. Maybe they have also heard news about refugees from conflict countries.
"Yes if they all want and Jiwo can support them yes mending done, Mak. Whatever the end, we don't know."
"Yes, Mom. Once upon a time one of them had a soul mate Jiwo also."
"Jiwo is also now negotiating with them. oh yes. You guys have old clothes? Their kasian. No change of clothes."
"God! Setragis it, Mak?" Mom nodded.
"I exist, Mother. I'll try to bring it."
"Me too, Mom."
"All of us ask other mothers and say to Mom, how?"
"Agreed!"
My mother's smile also grew. He was grateful to have a neighbor who was kind and caring to each other. Although sometimes there are julid, but the name of human nature is indeed many kinds.
Mother and other mother disbanded. They are very enthusiastic to help Mom willingly. Until evening, almost all neighbors came to Jiwo's house to provide assistance.
Jiwo who has been told about this, then thanked the neighbors. So do the refugees. They are deeply moved by the kindness they have received. Even though they were only second-hand clothes, they were very grateful, as they did need them the most.
Not only the clothes they get. There are also residents who give some types of basic clothing, flip-flops, even women's clothing and sanitary pads and toiletries.
Jiwo, Mommy and the refugees tidied up the goods they got. A sense of happiness, really emanated in the faces of the refugees.
"Mister."
"Yes." Yeah."
"We've agreed, we're all ready to be married to you, mister."
Jiwo initially felt shocked, but soon his smile grew. "All right."