My Husband's Harem

My Husband's Harem
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Mbok Yem had prepared all the belongings of Ndoro Japar and Nyai Wulan in the other room.


Yes, Mr. Wicaksono could not have let the child and daughter-in-law sleep in his daughter's old room.


Not for what, it's just not funny if the famous fierce man sleeps in a room all feminine.


"mbok, why were you taken to the guest room?" ask Nyai Wulan.


"that's not my room, the dad who moved everything because in your room it was too small for a couple's size, so the initiative dad wanted to trade it,"


"owhhhhhhhh... All right," replied the woman who went straight into the room.


And it turned out that the room was white and maroon-red, and there was not the slightest touch of pink.


Ndoro Japar felt tired and chose to lay himself in bed.


While his wife has changed clothes with a dress that has short sleeves and also a skirt carrying the knee.


"kang mas I want to go ahead yes," said the woman looked beautiful with a pigtail of her hair Hafi one.


"where are you going in that shirt?" ask Ndoro Japar.


"want to go forward, please mas I am not comfortable with a tight array and kebaya, fearing his son to push inside" said Nyai Wulan


"all right, wait a minute, I'll also change first" said the man who changed his shirt with his pants below the knees and also wore a short-sleeved shirt.


they will also take a walk out of the house with it, it turns out that the family of Mr. Wicaksono is more comfortable like that.


"where are you going, it's late afternoon, don't wander" he said.


"i'd like to buy a cake in front, just for a moment, all you want to take a leisurely walk with my husband," permission Wulan's life which is now like a teenage girl.


his daughter-in-law was like a grown man but with a handsome young face.


"alright, but do not for long, remember not to late afternoon, not good," said Mr. Wicaksono.


"well father," replied Ndoro Japar who took his wife.


They walked while holding hands, even some people seemed surprised to see the figure of a man who always wore full armor, now very relaxed.


Of course they keep a formal greeting on Ndoro Japar, "Sugeng sonten,"


"yes sir, why stop, continue your work, I'm just passing by" said Ndoro Japar who made his wife smile.


Because just this time she saw the figure of her husband who was so soft, "let's go find the cake you want," invite the man.


Finally they reached the place of the cake seller, "sorry is there still?" asked Nyai Wulan politely.


"astaga, Ndoro Japar and Nyai.." greet them all.


"yes sir, I'm awake, my wife asks if the cake is there?" tanya Ndoro Japar repeated his wife's question.


"still Ndoro, there is putu cake and klepon cake," replied the merchant.


"i want rangin cake and gandasturi" said Nyai Wulan with a soft voice almost crying.


"wait, baby, let's go home, yeah, the father doesn't have it, and now let me have my men look for it, or have Lela make it special for you," said Ndoro Japar who did not want his wife sad.


"but I want to buy it in this father," said Nyai Wulan with teary eyes.


"yes Gusti, you can please make one pack my wife wishes, I can pay anything, so she is not sad," said Ndoro Japar pleading for his wife.


The merchant understood, "well Ndoro Monggo sit down first, Bu ne please serve the others, the father will take the materials at home, for a while," the man said excitedly.


he sat down beside his wife, but when he saw the merchant, Ndoro Japar got up.


"wait here yeah, let me help his mother first, understand," said Ndoro Japar.


"iya kang mas,"


Ndoro Japar gave the code to his men who watched from afar to make sure his wife was safe.


"i'm helping Mom,"


Ndoro Japar also looks very deft and soon the buyers are exhausted, and the father of the seller came.


"oh Ndoro I'm sorry, just wait a minute, yeah," said the seller.


"it's okay sir, may I know how to make it, fear my wife asked again when you close," said the man.


"inggeh Ndoro, Monggo I teach," said the man happily.


Nyai Wulan who saw her husband studying was also happy, even the man seemed to nod when he understood.


The appearance of Ndoro Japar today is more like a thug dear wife, because the muscular body but Hello Kitty day when with his wife.


After some time finally the cake is finished, but the cake made by Ndoro Japar is a little charred.


"i want the cake my husband made" said Nyai Wulan.


"don't that be it, it's bitter because it's charred," the man pulled and hid his homemade cake.


"but I want to." said Nyai Wulan who began to sulk by tugging at her skirt annoyed.


"all right I'm resigned," the man replied, giving in.


They were ready to go home after paying, the merchant's wife was confused why her husband was so excited.


"father kok tumben want to serve people, when it was over,"


"this mother is insensitive yes, do you not see a husband who has a high position, willing to beg for his wife is why, only one possibility," said the merchant.


"yo Gusti.." said the woman realized that the possibility of Wulan's life was pregnant and at that time cravings.


And added definitely tomorrow their trading is getting better and more in addition, Ndoro Japar helps serve the buyers.


Both have arrived at home, and it seems the cake is very good, Ndoro Japar to want to try too.


"can you try the deck?"


"of course kang mas," replied Nyai Wulan gave a nice cake.


The two seemed to feed each other, master Wicaksono just finished cleaning up looking at the scene.


He went to the kitchen to ask the mbok mban to prepare a special dish for the two children.


"dad I didn't see Auntie and the handsome guy?"


"they went to the village where my in-laws lived, he said he wanted to be nostalgic by living in the house provided by Father Heru," said Mr. Wicaksono.


"even though the house was small Lo, but all the Roman temples were very comfortable living there," said Ndoro Japar.


"don't look at the small and vastness of the house, but who we live with" said Nyai Wulan who made Ndoro Japar smile.


"yes deck, yes..."