MARRIED THIRTEEN WOMEN
The Enemy Mist Calm
"Argh! Shit!"
Prangs! Prangs! Prangs!
Hendrik's anger really overflowed uncontrollably. He slammed whatever could be slammed down that was nearby. He did not expect that failure would come to him again.
Hendrik thinks this time he'll get some good news. But when he tried to contact his men, he did not expect that the one who picked up his phone was someone else and told him that his men were caught. Even the telephone receiver sent him photos and videos of Hendrik's men in the community trial, and also when the three were in the midfielder to the police station.
"Basstupid you guys! You idiot!" maki Hendrik is relentless. While the other men can only be silent without wanting to calm their boss. Because Hendrik's men know, it will be in vain if they want to calm their boss.
While in the area where Jiwo lived, after handing the three people to the police and the evidence, Jiwo along with Mr. Rt and some residents who participated, chose to go directly to their homes.
Jiwo wanted to immediately ask a lot of things about the incident they had just passed to his wife. Although all his wives look fine, but still the worry envelops Jiwo's heart.
"How, Mister? They're being reported to the police, right?" asked Aisyah some time after Jiwo came and joined the wives.
"Yes, they are in the process" Jiwo replied. "You guys why isn't anyone here with me anyway?"
"Sorry, Mister. We did not intentionally tell the news with Mister because we are afraid Mister why. What else Mister, right, is on a long journey, we do not want something bad to happen to Mister," explained Anisa.
"Yes, just keep telling me, so I can monitor what is happening at home," Jiwo replied still feeling a little upset.
"Yes sorry," Aisyah's great-grandson as she lowered her head.
"Yes, Wo. What matters is that they are okay. If they tell you, what can you do? your people are far away," said the mother mediates.
Jiwo could not refute Mom's words. Although what Mom said was true, but somehow Jiwo still felt annoyed just because he was not told. To calm his rumbling heart, Jiwo chose to go into his room. He lay down until he fell asleep.
A few hours later, Jiwo woke up. In his face the clock on the wall that has shown at nine o'clock at night. Jiwo remembered that he entered the room at about three in the afternoon. Jiwo frowned because he did not see one of the wives in his room. Jiwo suddenly got up and moved out of the room despite a slight stagger.
The living room and kitchen were already dark, but there was still one light on. Jiwo stepped his foot in that direction. One of his wives was lying on a long chair in the living room. But the wife did not appear to be asleep, her eyes were still open staring at the sky of the living room.
Hearing Jiwo's voice, the wife who was usually called Anisa immediately turned her head. "Eh, Mister has woken up," instead of answering, Anisa is even like a shocked person when she sees Jiwo already there. Anisa got up from her lying down.
"Why are you even sleeping here? Didn't he sleep in the room?" Jiwo repeated the same question.
"Fear to disturb Mister. Not delicious. What else before going to bed this afternoon, Mister was angry," Anisa replied honestly.
Jiwo breathed rough and moved his seat next to Anisa. "I'm sorry if I was angry, I'm just worried about you guys."
Anisa nodded while smiling. "Mister want to eat or take a shower first?"
"Mandi? No, males," refused Jiwo.
"Jorok, Mister right, since the afternoon has not been bathing," said Anisa a little protest while reminding.
"What if I haven't had a shower?" jiwo asked while removing the shirt from his body. Suddenly Anisa's eyes immediately widened to see the athletic body of her husband. However Anisa did not dare to stare for long, she immediately turned away with a chest that was pounding even tighter.
Jiwo smiled broadly at the behavior of his wife, then he wrapped his left hand around Anisa's waist. "My body smells really good, Dek."
"Fresh what, Mister! Most smelly," Anisa denied without looking at her husband.
Jiwo even chuckled then Jiwo's right hand grabbed Anisa's palm until the woman was flabbergasted and directly faced Jiwo.
"My body's good, isn't it, Dek?" ask Jiwo while he was grinning. The one asked was getting tense and just nodded in response.
"You don't want to hold it and touch it, Dek?"
"Dam."
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