Married Three Breeding Widow
52. Not Parasites
"Can't you please morotin the husband?" reply Juwita plain. "Yes, how, dad? I don't eat blind pay, either. I'm sure he's morning malem, I layanin needs in bed, I take care of his children, yes my time is not paid?"
"...."
"The husband and wife relationship is symbiotic mutualism, well. He's doing something, yeah we're doing something. Can't be side heavy. What difference does it make? Lo to the work office is told the boss continues to be paid per month at home told the husband to continue to be paid, both work. Yeah, no, no?"
Means : bodo very congormu say what. Live my life too, I'm the one who died. Blweeek 😝
Indeed, the more adults, the more badjingan also the scope of friendship.
Juwita can only be silent and keep the image, because tol*l also invites people to fight just because of differences of opinion.
When Sandy's match training was about to end, Juwita came to the place where Abhimanyu was watching very seriously.
Juwita secretly saw the boy, suddenly so remember what he said.
Married for money.
If it's just a line of words, it feels very negative and realistic. Though Juwita did not even enjoy a dowry from Adji.
Everything is for Mom and Dad. Without a hint of regret Juwita.
Anyway, the talk about 'the women should be successful' or 'women should not rely on the husband' should also not interfere.
According to Juwita, women have to depend. Got to!
Because what?
Because it's tired, Anying! Juwita screamed in her heart. Tired of not knowing, work, work, work! Tired heart nih workaaaaa mulu every time, but not mandatory.
If only Mother was not sick and their family's economy did not decline, Juwita was also a work ogah. It's better to depend on Dad.
So now Juwita can't be so dependent on her husband?
Dih, what's the point of marriage? If women work, men work, the difference continues where?
Working women, working men, who take care of the son of the curse maid. What a beautiful world.
As for me, insulted son of this sontoloyo I still ngurusin. I was told I was a parasite.
"Sister, Cetta's sleepy."
Well, Juwita feels plastered with tuyul spirit now. Is this not hard work? Still Juwita said just rich nebeng?
Juwita's hands until sore holding Cetta. His son is not either.
"You're home."
"Stand, yeah. You're watching again."
"Why not watch a ball? Cetta doesn't like the ball to hit."
"Volleyball."
"Go home" whined the boy.
"Jaudah, take a walk outside. Waiting for you to finish."
"Corn."
Juwita patted Abhimanyu on the shoulder to tell him that he and Cetta would be out. The boy just nodded briefly, focused on the match.
Because Juwita had given Cetta's shoes to someone else, so indeed she had to be carried.
Juwita came out of the stadium, just a fad to look for a view when he saw a group of small buskers waiting for a red light.
Juwita at least had the heart to see a child working. So Juwita went straight there, invited Cetta to get acquainted rather than he was bored alone.
Without Juwita coming to her senses, one of Adji's relatives sees Cetta in her cradle. Taking a video when Juwita invites the child of the big businessman to sit with a group of slum children.
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