
"Just look, you can't afford this house."
"I mean, Mas?" asked Namira in a slightly more annoyed voice.
"That's not the time, your husband will not be able to buy a house here. How much is the profit from the sale of batagor and siomay? Not enough for a month."
Julian and his three wives were shocked by the taunts containing insults from the man Julian knew as a vegetable guru as well. All three of Julian's wives were about to reply and tell the truth but their mouths were silenced when Julian asked the man.
"Emang Mas Samsul lives here too?" ask Julian casually. While his three wives were even anxious to see Julian who responded to the man.
"Yes, that's my house. Heavy installments. You will not be able to. What else you have three wives, you will become poor," taunted the man called Mas Samsul by Julian.
"If I take ten-year installments, four million more monthly. Just wanted a year. But I'm sure that I'm capable" Samsul replied sounding so haughty.
"Aamiin, yes Mas Samsul. If so we want to go home first" said Julian. Samsul just nodded and stared at Julian's departure with his wife. He smiled and went to his house.
"So Mas Samsul chat with who in front?" ask a woman who may be the wife of the man.
"Oh, the Julian, his nephew Mr. Seno," replied Samsul while sitting on the sofa of his house. "Today I just want to see the house, like there's no work."
"What's selling bricks in front of the school?" Asked Samsul's wife, and the husband just nodded. "Owalaah. Hahaha .. where can they buy a house here? Holy jeez!"
"Yes, very stylish use see all houses. I don't have any shame" said Samsul.
"Well, he'll buy, Mom. The proof is, he's given permission to see."
"Which may be able, we just take the cheapest installment, right?"
"Hahaha .. true as well. Besides us, people around here no one can afford a house here."
"Yes that. Only our family can afford it."
And well, the husband and wife were getting late in the chatter containing the insults. Not only was Julian the talk of the couple, their neighbors also became the subject of their insults.
While three of Julian's own wives nagging continues all the way home. They were extremely unaccepting with the humiliation they had just obtained. Julian himself remained silent in his footsteps. Occasionally his faint smile appeared when he heard the babbling of the wives behind him.
"If the person knew, Julian was staying in the house because it was free, it would be a convulsive person" Kamila said in a voice that sounded very upset.
"Mas Jul, which one was that?" asked Safira in a loud voice.
"Here you are" Julian replied briefly expressionlessly.
"Owalah, deserve to know Jul. Crazy one! The talk is very spicy," exclaimed Namira.
Because of the close distance, without feeling, Julian and his three wives had reached their homes. The four of them immediately entered.
"Where, Jul, is the house? Good?" tanga Uncle Seno.
"Yes good, Uncle. His name is also an expensive house" Julian answered while sitting himself in a chair near his mother. Julian's wife who was about to go into the room, but undo their intentions, after being reprimanded and invited Bi Atikah to join and chat with Julian's family.
"So you guys want to stay there?" ask Bu Sukma.
"It's like that, Mom. Let this house not be too narrow because of the increase of new family members," Julian replied with a reasonable reason.
"Partially if not occupied later even redundant," Bi orikah chimed. "You ask Jul, whose name is that house?"
"On my behalf, Bi. Later the letter was handed over when I moved there.".
"Don't you ask who bought the house?"
"Yes asked, but who knows he said the boss, the housing businessman. The staff knew nothing at all" Julian replied. "Later, I'll stay there, okay?"
"No way," refused Bu Sukma. "Mother lives here with Dana and Dini. It's quiet in there."
"Yes, mending your mother here," Uncle Seno chimed in. "Part the distance deket, walk also up."
"Yes!" keep Bi Atikah. "Let the newlyweds just stay there. Let's go on his first night. Your mother is also looking for grandchildren."
The deg!
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