THE VIRGIN WHO WAS (ALMOST) STAINED
A Different Effort

After staying overnight at his in-laws' house, Julian and the wives are in their new home. In addition to overseeing the renovation of the house that is almost finished, they also reciprocate the continuation of the business they will live. Especially the efforts of the wives so that they have activities.

Since Kamila did not open the counter at his new kiosk, Julian and his wife had to turn their brains around, thinking what kind of business should be done by his other two wives. Although the wives knew Julian was rich, they did not want to stand by his husband's money. The three women were already used to working hard to earn money, so there was no reason for them to stand idly by waiting for the rations from the husband.

"Where if we open a food stall, but specifically batagor and siomay only. We add a new menu, batagor kuah and also siomaynya," said Safira expressed his idea.

"It's a good idea, but the kiosk is also used to sell your veil, Fir," said Namira. "Unless you don't sell the veil, it's just right."

"True as well. It seems to fit well into the sale of batagor kuah. We will be able to add an extra menu. There are no batagor and siomay kuah. Not to mention the additional menu," said Kamila seemed enthusiastic.

"That's a good idea, but you know, the stall also sells Safira's veils. Ntar even looks strange, selling a veil with julian batagor as one," said Namira.

"If that's a good prospect, yes, I'm mending a brick-and-mortar sale is okay. Let us work together also in serving," Safira's decision, of course, made the three people in front of him feel surprised.

"You sure? How's your hood?" ask Kamila.

"Yes, I gave it to my same brother who sold the veil. He will, no need to shop anymore. What's the business of the money lately," Safira's reply sounded convinced by his decision.

"Are you sure, Dek?" ask Julian to make sure.

"Confirm, Mother. Partly from being confused and looking lame, mending his efforts one lane only. It's easier."

"Yes, if that's your decision. Then the hood will be delivered or what?"

"Let my cousin take it, ma'am."

"All right, means everybody agrees well, you're going to do a joint venture?" julian asked again to confirm, and the three wives answered the same. "Yes, you have noted, what is needed. From the wheelbarrow and the concept you want to carry out. Later talk to me. I'm gonna go first."

"Where?"

"You want a list of car steering."

"Well, Jul wants to buy a car?"

"The plan. Rich people don't have a car, hehhehe .. oh yes, and also note the home thanksgiving and the thanksgiving of my recovery."

"If that is for thanksgiving, it will be discussed with Mother and Uncle, Mas. They'll help you too."

"Oh that, all right."

"Eh Mas, how will Faiz's wedding be with Rizka? Did we buy a twin shirt?" kamila said as soon as Julian stood up and left.

"okay!"

"Aren't there any more questions?" Julian's three wives shook their heads. "Yes, I'm going first. It's in the closet drawer there's money, if the incumbent just take it."

"Every Boss."

Julian left his three wives. The wives went back to discussing what they were talking about.

Meanwhile, in the same afternoon, two men were sitting casually in a cafe. One of the men had just finished following his college eyes. The two seemed to be chatting casually not far from a campus that is quite famous in this country.

"Excuse me, ma'am, can I ask you a question?" suddenly there was a man who approached the two men. The two turned their heads and they were flabbergasted as they saw who greeted them. The two men even exchanged lyrics and threw thin smiles at each other.

"Yes, Mom, what's wrong?" ask one of the men kindly and pretentiously.

"Gini, Mom. I'm gonna find a boarding place. Do you know this address?" the man who had just arrived showed me a piece of writing on his phone.

"Know, Mas. Do you want to spend it here?"

"Yes, that's the plan. Can you ask me to show you where it's headed?"

The two men looked at each other again. From their gazes, it seemed like they had unfavorable intentions. "This is it, my. If I may suggest, mending Masnya do not spend there. The place is serem."

"Well how is serem?"

"There was a man who committed suicide in one of those rooms."

"What's right, Mas?"

"Yes. Gini aja deh, mending Mas ngekos in my place how? The place is comfortable. He's also sniffing on my face."

The man who was looking for the boarding house was silent for a moment and seemed to be thinking.

"Mas can see first, the place is close by from here."

"All right."

The two men immediately smiled in anguish.

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