
"Hahahh .. just this time look at the man who is really acute shy."
"I'm surprised, too, but if Julian's ashamed of it, how could he have dared to do the first night?"
"First night? "Who are you ready to do the first night with a man who doesn't love you?"
Safira and Namira stared for a moment and looked back at Kamila. "But he's legally our husband, Mi. Whether there is love or not, he has the right if he asks" Safira said.
"What Sapphira said is true, Mil," Namira chimed in. "The part that says love is also not necessarily a mate. Many women give up their chastity for love. Uh it's a wedding with another man."
"Well, at least we're lucky? Julian's not a guy who's dating. Instead, he was afraid of people who liked him. At least, there is good wisdom that we can draw from the calamity that befell us," Safira again said.
"It's also what you say" Kamila said. "But, I'm afraid, when we helped Julian heal and I gave everything to Julian, he turned away? What's more he now has a lot of money."
"Well, that's what I'm afraid of!" exciting Safira. "I'm afraid Julian is going to have another wife, what I know is that the man's temptation comes when the man is making more money. I'm afraid of it."
"Rather than guessing hell, mending if there is time, we just ask Julian," proposed Namira. "Let's not be haunted by prejudice."
"Yes right." Safira and Namira agreed. After all, they should be open to each other.
The third chat stops when Julian comes back in and joins them to re-inquire about additional items they will buy for the purposes of their new home. A few minutes later, Julian took his three wives home.
Because the motorbike is only one, his three wives chose to walk to his house, while Julian uses a motorbike. His three wives chose to go home dulian, Julian soon followed because there was business with the home renovator.
"Jul, busy huh?" someone's voice called out to Julian as the young man was conversing with the handyman. Julian looked at the source of the voice.
"What's up, Mom?" julian asked the man who was approaching him.
"What's wrong. Just chatting," the man replied sounding stale. "The house is still good, why renovated, Jul? Don't love money?"
"Because it is necessary, it is renovated. Not everything, though. It's just a doang room" Julian replied as he rose from his squat.
"Room? How renovated? Is something wrong?" ask the man who insulted Julian a while ago.
"There is nothing, Mas Samsul. I only want a spacious room and a bathroom in the room" replied Julian casually, although he was actually a bit lazy to talk to the man.
"And I have a wife of three, yes, I need a spacious room dong, Mas."
"Hahha .. Yes? Seneng has many wives. What else you have a lot of money. Don't mind thinking about the needs of the day."
"Hehehe that's how it is, Mas."
"Not adding anymore, Jul?"
Julian immediately shook his head. "Three things are pretty troublesome, Mom. Fear can't be fair."
"What repot? Have a lot of this money, add the wife also like no problem."
Julian's forehead wrinkled. He felt that Samsul had other intentions at the moment. Though Samsul had insulted him yesterday, but now, he was like an innocent when he invited Julian to talk.
"Mas Samsul himself, why not add a wife? Isn't Mas Samsul also a lot of money?" Julian's question, which turned around Samsul's question, made Julian's neighbor quite surprised.
"Yes I'm a loyal man, Jul," Samsul responded in self-defense. "I may be suing my wife."
"Oh that. I don't want to add," Julian replied as he climbed on his bike.
"Where are you going, Jul? We're not done talking yet" stop Samsul when Julian turns on his bike.
"Not finished talking? Are we talking about something important, Mom?" julian asked with a strange look towards Samsul.
"Yes at least appreciate me, Jul. Rarely do I get to talk to others. This should be my time to take a nap. When you play, go!"
"Who? Who asked to talk to Mas Samsul? My man from earlier was going home. Anyway I have to prepare myself because tonight I want to go to the house of in-laws. Yes, I'm sorry Mamsul first," said Julian without caring about Samsul who looks very upset.
"Dasr's a cocky boy!" Maki Samsul is upset.
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