THE VIRGIN AND THREE WIDOWS

The Chat Behind the Demo..

Unlike usual, today the market looks so crowded. Not because of the increase in visitors, but this is the effect of the decision taken by the local government in the city. It appears that some traders are protesting against the decision made by the Local Government. In the written regulations if starting today, the merchant who sells in front of the store must be immediately emptied because the place will again be functioned as a parking lot as it should. Traders do not accept because they feel they have spent years using the land at a fairly expensive cost, often thugs collect and also pay daily tickets to the market manager.

Many times the demo has heated up. But luckily, there was no big commotion so the atmosphere still looked safe and controlled.

Jaka, Dodit and Melati, could only look on pity at the merchants who were protesting right in front of the stall. It was inconceivable how hard their lives would be if they lost the land to scavenge the windfall. They are wrong, because the land is actually for parking. But they do not care and feel they have the place because they occupy the land for many years without problems.

"Their can, Bang? Which one of them was a merchant who took the trade at my wife's place again." Said Dodit standing next to Jaka with both hands resting on the display.

"How many people are selling your wife's cake, Dit?" Tanya Jaka whose position is almost the same as the man next to her.

"There's seven, Bang. The three sales in this market." Answer Dodit.

"Means Risma makes a lot of cake dong, Dit?" Ask Melati. He was now sitting on the cashier's seat after he had seen the Demo.

"Yes, that's why I feel like I'm feeling so tired if I remember. He's really tired of being alone, no one's helping me." Dodit's great-grandson. He turned his body and his body he degraded until he sat on the floor.

"Well? Keep it now?" Tanya Jaka was still in the same position.

"If now mending, because I always help him. Abis dinner every while relaxing, we prepare the ingredients. Which originally finished at eleven o'clock in the evening, since I helped, nine o'clock is done. So did the morning. He wakes up at two, I get up at four or five, just keep helping the rest." Bright Dodit.

"Well! Your ex-husband, Dit." Praise Melati. She and her husband are really proud of Dodit, despite his young age, he is really a responsible man.

"Yes dong, got to! Moreover, I have another target, Mba." Reply Dodit jumawa.

"Targeted? What target?" Ask Melati again. His forehead creased to look at Dodit. So does Jaka. Although he was not the one who asked, he was also curious.

"Just one or two months, the seed I'm spouting, one of which should be a child, Mba." Instantly Jasmine and Jaka laughed at Dodit's words.

"Good, Dit! Kirain what target? Uh but there's a point, too, Dit. My seed must be a baby." Jaka. Now he's sitting around the same as Dodit.

"Well! Then, Bang Jaka, overtime keep dong?" Tanya Dodit was happy because there was a man who was like-minded.

"Yes dong, Dit. Before going to bed play." Reply Jaka.

"What the hell are you guys? I thought that was the story?" Oceh Jasmine. She was amused to hear her husband and cousin talk about the seed problem.

"Bang Jaka, usually use what style if maen?" Ask Dodit. His face was seriously staring at his temperature.

"It's kind of a style, Dit. But often it is the brother above. Said Melati, Brother, the handsome is different if it's above him." Oceh Jaka without caring for the wife whose gaze cannot be interpreted.

"Well, it's the same, Bang. But Risma prefers the style that sits on my lap, Bang. Bottom of the top of the knob. He said steady and I look very handsome fitting such a position . Especially if you want to spray, he said my good-looking different. Risma didn't stop praising my good looks." Babe Dodit.

"Dodite!" snapped Jasmine. Instantly the two men stopped the chatter and looked at Melati with questionable looks.

"What the hell are you, Yang? how do you yell?" Ask Jaka without any sense of wrong.

"You guys are why? Like that in the story! Shame to know!" Sudukan Jasmine.

"Why should I be ashamed? Are we talking about our own wife, not another woman? Isn't that right, Dit?" Bela Jaka and strengthened with a nod of Dodit.

"But what should the bed relationship story be all that? Can you talk about something else?" Melati asked with a true face of true emotion.

"Who? His name is also chat, Yang. What's wrong with talking about bed?" Jaka still won't budge.

"Know ah! Bummer!" Melati went upstairs in annoyance. While Jaka and Dodit were silent and astonished.

"Well, Mel's mad at you." Dodit.

"Relax, just a moment later must be the anger's gone." Reply Jaka while standing.

"How'd it go?" Dodit asked again and he stood up as well.

"With this, it must have withered him." Reply Jaka while pointing at his armpit. " I'm upstairs first, Dit. I'm sure, after my wife kisses the armpits, it's us..." Jaka continued and he immediately left after the wife left Dodit who already understood what Jaka said.

"But! Don't play in the dong store? Jaka Bang! Don't make me jealous? BANG JAKA!!!"

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