MARRIED THIRTEEN WOMEN
Jiwo Saw it
The pace of time is nothing to stop. As of now, it does not feel like the afternoon has come. In the courtyard of a house in a village complex, two women are showing off their skills that he has long hidden. While from the terrace of the house some women seem to show the admiration of two women who are now always gathered with them. It has even become a big family.
Andin and Anisa, two women who have martial arts skills, are practicing flexing their muscles because they have been unable to train for a very long time since the conflict and they become refugees. Although they come from different regions in the country, but the movements they do exactly the same. Maybe they were under the same guidance when they were practicing in their country.
Meanwhile, from inside the room, a man who was the husband of Andin and Anisa were also some women on the terrace, heard whistling cheerfully after finishing the afternoon bathing ritual. The face of the man named Jiwo looks cheerful since conducting deliberation with his wife. His heart and mind were too happy because now the agreement not to have a husband and wife relationship had been removed. That's the sign, Jiwo can play bed with his thirteen beautiful wives. What a path of destiny that Jiwo never expected.
After feeling quite neat, despite wearing only shorts and regular t-shirts, Jiwo out of the room and headed to the terrace of the house where his wives were gathered to enjoy the atmosphere of a handy afternoon. As for Mother, she was going to Uncle Karyo's room so she was invisible.
"Wow! You guys are so great!" praise Jiwo when he sees his two wives in action. Andin and Anisa just threw a smile. "When have you been practicing martial arts?"
"I was five years old, Mister" replied Andin.
"I've been since I was seven years old" continued Anisa.
"Good, you have talent in martial arts. Practice diligently, who knows. can be useful later," Jiwo replied while giving advice. Both his wives agreed.
Mister want to go?" asked Adiba who was sitting on the terrace with another wife.
"Yes, want to go to the handyman's house to actually shop where you sell later," replied Jiwo. "Who should trade today?"
"I, Mister," replied Alina.
"You come with me, so that later you can have a discussion with each other, but there's something extra that I don't know."
"Good, Mister. I'll change first" replied Alin, then he moved in to change clothes that were more suitable for traveling.
"You're okay, right? Did I take one of you?" jiwo asked as soon as Alina went inside.
It didn't take long, Alin was ready. Jiwo then said goodbye to his wife and a few moments later the motor matic Jiwo drove away from his home. The reason Jiwo invited one of his wives, besides indeed for the field business, was also because he wanted to show off a little if now there will always be women sitting in the back seat of his motorcycle. Understandably, five years ago Jiwo rear motorcycle seats there was never a woman who filled it other than Mother. Therefore, this is the reason Jiwo invited Alina.
Throughout the journey Jiwo's smile was stunned. Jiwo also gave Alina an order to hug her waist in order for Alina not to fall. Though that's the wits of Jiwo alone so that it can be embraced by the wife as long as the motor is still driving.
When Jiwo's motorbike stopped at a red light, Jiwo's eyes were shocked by two people who appeared to be chatting with a man in front of a store. Jiwo continued to pay attention to the three people while thinking, who is the man who is with Malik and Titin?
Jiwo who felt he had seen the man's face, then chose to pull over his bike and watch Titin and Malik from across the street.
"Cock it up, Mister? Are we here?" alina asked with a frown as the motor arrived to pull over and stop.
"No, Dek," replied Jiwo whose eyes kept watching the motion of a husband and wife who was chatting with the stranger.
"Certainly? Why do we stop here?" Jiwo was surprised by Alina's question. Of course he knew his wife was confused.
"Sir, look over there! I think I know the guy in the black shirt!"
Alina followed Jiwo's hand which pointed towards the front of the shop. Alina's eyes immediately rounded to see who Jiwo was pointing at.
"That's the guy who kidnapped us, Mister."
"What!"
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