THE VIRGIN WHO WAS (ALMOST) STAINED
Looking at a Gift Together

"The truth about Reynan. I only found out about it when there were guests in the house."

"Oh, thank God that you already know the truth," said Kamila rather relieved. "Then what are you going to do, Jul? Are you going to divorce us after knowing the truth?"

Julian suddenly looked up and stared intently at Kamila. "We just got married yesterday, why even discuss divorce? Holy hooch! You're this!"

"But it ..."

"Udah! Don't think too much of anything! At the meal was the meatball!" hardik Julian and he went straight out of the room, leaving his three gawking wives with his attitude.

"I'm surprised Julian is, you know, weird?" safira asked as she opened the contents of the plastic bag and took out a pack of meatballs.

"However?" ask Namira while following what Safira did. And so is Kamila.

"He hates us, but what if he's talking about divorce, he gets angry?"

"Yes too?" Namira. "Will he take revenge on us?"

"God! What revenge?" ask Kamila in a slightly louder voice. "Because we fucked him? He said he knew the truth."

"Not that!" exclamation Namira gaiety.

"Then?"

"Are you not aware, from the beginning, right, he does hate us. You forgot?"

"God! Hahaha ..." yelled Kamila up. "Yes yeah? How I forgot!"

"Is it possible that Julian will fall in love with us? Once he was kayaking in that online novel, from hate to love," Safira said a little hope.

"Hihi .. mostly read your novel, Fir, so most things," Kamila said. "Julian is real, Sapphira! So how could he possibly be washing up with us."

"Well, there's a miracle, miles."

"Hahhaa .. mostly dream because of your novel, hadeh!"

Somehow the three women who were supposed to compete for their love, now look familiar and getting closer. Just because they had the same fate, they themselves became so very close. The sound of their laughter also occasionally sounded out of the room, making anyone who heard it smile, although there was a sense of wonder as well.

"Have you eaten the meatball?"

The wife who had eaten meatballs also turned her head. "Already, why?"

"Follow me, we're checking out the house gift we got" Julian asked.

The wife nodded her head, then she continued her footsteps towards the kitchen.

"God! Same wife really cold, no soft at all," sibir Sifa who had noticed Julian.

"Willing how? Ordinary times," Julian responded in self-defense.

"Yes, you think it's ordinary. According to others, it is not unusual. Same time wife no call at all. Adek cake, darling cake, mamah kek. This is even a rich plate of toll roads," replied Sifa again. "That's why your attitude is also very rigid with girls."

"Silent you ah, so bring it," hardened Julian while standing up and moving towards the front of the house. Hearing Sifa's criticism somehow caused a sense of annoyance and shame simultaneously. Julian had to wait for his wives outside because he was lazy to be fed by his cousin continuously.

"Come, Jul. So go no?" Julian looked up and nodded.

Because the location of the housing is very close, they are quite a walk to the location. The location of the house that became a gift for Julian's wedding was not far from the field that had been a picnic spot for the wives and Asifa school.

Along the way, there were no serious talks between Julian and his wife. They kept quiet because they felt awkward and embarrassed walking together during the day. Added to the gazes of the neighbors, adding to the overwhelming embarrassment.

"Oh my goodness, Jul. The newlyweds are on a train, lined up front and back. Mbok ya side by side, Jul," exclaimed a mother from the front of the shop sembako.

Julian just showed his awkward smile without any intention of replying to the mother. Not just one person who mocked Julian, but there are some people until Julian and the wives are getting wrong.

"This is his house, Mas Julian," said one of the officials who handled housing at the compound. Julian and his three wives were amazed by the house that stood quite luxurious in front of him.

"It's really two houses that are a gift to me, Ma'am?" julian asked as he stepped into the house that belonged to him.

"Yes right, there are two houses, the one next to this house exactly," the officer replied very politely. "If Mas Julian wants to add one or more house money also please, Mas. I'll just have to tell my boss."

"Well!"

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