THE VIRGIN AND THREE WIDOWS

Wulan's Story..

"I'm in the process of becoming a widow, Mom." Wulan replied while looking at Juna. Seen there was a forced smile from the lips of the woman.

"Wow, sorry, I didn't mean it.." Juna felt bad.

"Not what, that guy's the truth." Reply Wulan still with a smile that does not know what it means.

Suddenly the mood became quiet. They both fell silent and drifted into their own thoughts. Wulan bowed and Juna had her eyes thrown in another direction.

"I'm going upstairs, Mba?" Pamit Juna's.

"Don't you, Mas."

And immediately Juna rushed to the second floor. He was about to take out the foam mattress he used to wear to bring down to sleep Wulan.

Before descending, Juna sat down for a moment. She did not think, in her stall right now there was a woman who was soon a widow. I don't know what the reason is but for Juna, that woman is very beautiful.

"Why are there so many beautiful widows? Here's one more, beautiful beauty wants to be a widow." He murmured and shook his head for a moment.

Juna immediately came down with a foam mattress, pillow and blanket that he used to use. While Wulan was only paying attention.

"I'm sorry, mas, so keep taking 'em." Wulan said as soon as she saw juna go down and roll out a foam mattress in one corner of her stall. Juna just smiled knot.

"Nothing what." Juna Juwab.

"That's the blanket, use it." Advice Wulan.

"I'm up there again. Just calm down." Killah Juna. It was the only blanket. At least when it's cold he wears a glove.

After everything was done, Juna sat back down at his original place.

"From now on we've been talking, but what, I don't know your name yet, Mom?" Wulan asked and instantly they threw each other a smile.

"Oh yes, sorry. I'm Juna. Just call me Juna." Juna replied after his smile receded.

"You also call me Wulan, Mas. Maybe we're the same age." Advice Wulan.

"Yes. I'm one year older than you." Reply Juna.

"really? Gosh." Wulan said like a surprised person. And Juna returned with a smile.

"Definitely will be your wife, very happy yes, Mas." Connect Wulan.

"Why?" Juna asked with a frown.

"You're good. And you're very understanding." Said Wulan and the two immediately laughed lightly.

"Unfortunately no one is willing to be my wife." Reply to Juna's lie. When viewed by his cell phone. The number of contacts stored ninety percent was the name of the woman who chased him.

Well. The word culture appears." Wulan said and back they chuckled.

"God! What the hell is a crocodile, Lan?" Sangkal Juna's.

"Yes believe it. Let your heart be glad." Reply Wulan and they throw each other a smile.

"Can I know?" Juna asked as their smiles receded.

"What?" Ask Wulan. Now they had dared to look at each other and there was no awkwardness anymore.

"So you are a widow? Why?" Ask Juna heart. Fear of offending the woman in front of him.

"Because I can't stand it, Mom." Wulan replied with a different look on her face, making Juna not dare to throw the question back. But arrived.

"I filed for divorce because my husband was lazy to make a living." Juna was a little surprised but he remained silent looking at the face of the woman who threw his gaze in the other direction, "I ... "

But the bitter reality must be swallowed when the age of marriage just stepped on a few months. Her husband rarely gives a living and it turns out that the husband is the youngest child that is very spoiled by his parents. Because of wrong upbringing, the husband is very lazy to work. In order to survive, Wulan is blessed by her in-laws.

Wulan is patient. Even when she got married, she was forced to quit her job. Wulan's spinning her brain. The money he received from the in-laws, he used to try to open a business. His efforts have always failed in a matter of months.

Wulan suffered two miscarriages due to excessive stress. How not to stress, husband work at will. While he needs income. It is impossible to forever rely on money from in-laws alone. And the second miscarriage made Wulan decide to take the divorce step.

How shocked both Wulan's extended family and her husband were at that time. Various persuasions and advice flowed in Wulan's ears, but the woman was determined to separate from her husband. The husband's extended family understands his situation. They know very well how the nature of Wulan's husband at that time until finally they agreed to release Wulan.

Wulan smiled bitterly while Juna was glued confused to respond to what.

"Sorry, so confide." Tweet Wulan.

"Nothing what." Reply Juna briefly and for a moment return to the atmosphere of silence. Juna glanced at the clock that was stuck to the wall.

"It's night, you better take a break." Advice Juna.

"But tomorrow I'm back how?" Ask Wulan.

"That's tomorrow morning. I'm a little tired too." Answer Juna.

"All right."

"Yes, I went upstairs first. If you need anything, scream. Dare right? Sleeping here?" Juna Terang.

"Dare."

"Yes already."

And Juna was immediately angry to the top floor again. After Juna was not seen, Wulan went to the foam mattress that had been prepared. Wulan stepped in to hold the sting. When he arrived, he immediately lay down. Shortly thereafter, Wulan fell asleep. And so is Arjuna.

Time keeps rolling. A few hours later, Juna woke up. He felt unable to stand it and wanted to go to the toilet. Soon he got up to the bottom floor because the toilet was there. At first glance he looked at Wulan who seemed to have fallen asleep and rushed him into the toilet.

After everything was done, Juna was about to go back upstairs. But his steps stopped when he saw the blanket worn by the wulan exposed. Juna who was unbearable and afraid of Wulan cold, he stepped his feet towards Wulan's bed and fixed the blanket back on the widow's body.

Juna squatted down and put his hand on Wulan's side. He stared at the face before him. Smile terbesit.

"Even when you sleep you look beautiful." Mumbled.

When Juna was engrossed in enjoying Wulan's face arrived Wulan's hand was raised and unconsciously Wulan grabbed Juna's shirt and pulled it, of course Juna was shocked. Juna was about to raise his hand to remove the grip but suddenly Wulan's head shifted and put his neck in Juna's hand which was attached to the mattress right on the edge of Wulan's neck.

Juna is getting drunk. Slowly he took off the grip with his other hand. After that he tried to let go of the overstressed hand. Not that the hand was released but instead Wulan's neck was getting closer to Juna's shoulder.

Juna whose position has been leaning forward tried harder to remove his arm slowly. And unfortunately Wulan's hand again grabbed Juna's collar and pulled him up to Juna's face right near Wulan's cheek. As Juna slowly took off the grip of Wulan with his other hand arrived the grip again felt tight and pulled Juna closer until Juna was pushed forward then

The cup!

Juna's eyes widened. Her bi*beer was stuck to the widow's cheek.

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The Jun rejeki. It is good to have cheeks.hiii.

It's Arjuna

It's Wulan