MARRIED THIRTEEN WOMEN
Two Criminals Meet
The family's deliberation ended in a pleasant deal. Good for the wife maupuan for the husband. Throughout the history of marriage in the world, maybe only this time there is a deliberation to discuss the relationship of husband and wife bed. Plus from the decision of the results of the deliberation, the husband who seems to be able to profit greatly when viewed from the point of view of men around the world.
How can the husband be considered a great profit in the musharawah? Of course, the husband, who numbered one, could easily enjoy the thirteen women who had legally become his wife. Various shapes and sizes belonging to the wives will he enjoy all with pleasure. Isn't that a big profit?
That was how Jiwo felt at this moment. His heart is warm and happy because the sincerity of his wives who are ready to be turned whenever Jiwo wants to channel his inner needs. Since the musyarawah ended, his wishful thinking has always soared and is directed towards the enjoyment of the world's paradise.
After the deliberation was completed, Jiwo chose to lay his body in the room. There were not many activities that he should be able to do today so he chose to spend his time in the room. While the wives as usual, they gather more and relax every day.
Meanwhile, inside a grocery store, a couple is thinking hard about finding a way to prove their point about the person they hate. Titin and Malik would have been very unaccepting if he had to apologize to the man they hated so much. They prefer to try to find evidence so that the name Jiwo falls in the eyes of the community.
"Mas, I think the guy who was talking to us yesterday, where are they staying?" ask Titin while weighing sugar with a size of half a kilo gram.
"I'm sure they still live here. If they will indeed pick up wife Jiwo, it means it is certain that the person will not live far away," replied Malik who is currently sitting in a chair that is usually used to take care of finances.
"Yes too, anyway, people should be quick to act on all Jiwo's wives, not say."
"Yes, maybe the guy's waiting for the right time. We hear ourselves that they are not good women either, of course they have a lot of sense so that they can stay in Jiwo's house."
"Yes, too, Mom. But we also have to move fast, right? Before Jiwo acts."
"Huh, what's he got? Want to sue us? Not going to be able to, just how dare maen snapped, I can too."
Titin smiled cynically. It is clear that Jiwo's ex-lover is very underestimating the man who once sacrificed a lot for the woman. Regardless of what Titin was in his heart right now, he was not willing to see Jiwo get happiness from other women. She is like a woman who is not self-conscious if she is the one who has got it wrong, but she always feels happy to see Jiwo in distress since she really broke up with Jiwo.
Afternoon is approaching. The couple was on their way home. But on the way, Malik's eyes catch the face of someone he knows coming out of a shop and getting into a car. Malik grinned and he immediately approached the car before it left.
The person in the car was shocked when someone knocked on the windshield. The man's forehead frowned remembering who the man who had knocked on his car's glass was. But it didn't take long, the man smiled broadly as he recalled everything. The man lowered his car glass.
"Well! We'll see you again" said the man in the car.
"Can we talk for a second?" pinta Malik's.
"Sure," the man chose to get out of the car. "Where are we talking?"
Malik pointed to the store's head that was closed in front of them. The man agreed and they went there followed by his wife Malik.
"What's up, Mom? Seems serious?" ask that person who is none other than Bejo. He and his partner had arrived at their destination since a few hours ago. At the moment his two partners are in a contract and Bejo is out alone because there is something he has to buy.
"I need your help, Mas" Malik said directly to his main destination where he met Bejo.
"Help? What help?" bejo asked with a frown.
Do you know that the thirteen women are not all true women? You come to my house and tell my Father that they are not good women. I need proof to ngusir them."
"Whoops!"
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