THE VIRGIN WHO WAS (ALMOST) STAINED
The Hope of Parents
"Sir, isn't that right, Julian's a rich man?"
"Yes really dong, Mirna. He's that diem diem has a lot of treasure. Why the hell?"
"Surely, he's arrogant. Why me, boro boro would say."
"Hahaha .. yes the patient dong, Mir. If you get a rich husband. The rich are arrogant. If the poor snob is just as brazen as his name."
The woman only snorted in annoyance, but shortly after she smiled widely. Her name is Mirna, she is the younger sister of Samsul, Julian's neighbor. Maybe if I hadn't heard Julian had hidden wealth, the woman wouldn't have approached him. For Mirna, having a rich man was mandatory. Hence he was very difficult to approach by a simple or ordinary man.
But unfortunately, because of the nature of the matrenya, he is often used as a game by men. Some make betting materials. There are also those who only use their money. His ex-girlfriend was flat carrying a good car, but unfortunately a lot of bad deeds.
For Mirna, morals are so many numbers, as long as he's a rich man, let's go. They can walk. Hence, hearing that Julian had hidden wealth, Mirna just acted sweetly towards him earlier. Though before, turning to Julian was reluctant, what else said hello.
"Was it? Julian is calm and has three wives. Though he was only a seller of batagor and siomay. It turns out that he has a lot of money" Mirna said as she looked at Julian's house from behind the glass of her brother's house.
"Well, then that, you should be able to melt Julian's heart. Keep asking to marry. After that you try to get Julian to divorce the other wife" suggested the brother-in-law.
"Well, for the sake of being Julian's mistress, I do have to make sense. At least I can prove I'm entitled to a man I'm worth."
The two women threw smiles at each other. Meanwhile, the man who was the topic of conversation between the two women, is now driving his motorcycle to the house of another wife. Tonight it's Sapphira's turn to visit Julian. The woman's house was not too far away either. It is only two villages from Julian village.
"Waahh! My son and daughter-in-law are coming!" Exclaimed the middle-aged woman called Umi by Safira. After greeting and shaking hands, Julian and Sapphira entered the house.
"The chain has forgotten the house, son?" ledek the man called Abah by Sapphira.
"What the hell, Bah. Yes, indeed, Safira was an ungodly child," grumbled the twenty-three-year-old woman more emanating that month.
"Yes, I forgot because I was living with my husband. What else is your village deserted."
"Bahha .. I can do it."
"So my wife should be like that, Fira. If the husband is right, support. If it is wrong nasehati. Just like the other wives, you get along, right?" ask Abah.
"Alhamdulillah, Bah. Until this moment, we're still fine. Hopefully in the future we will also be like this," Julian who replied although a bit nervous.
"Aamiin, may you all get along with each other" Abah hoped. "Yes, I want you to rest first. Safira's room is cleaned every day with Umi. Just waiting to finish cooking and waiting for your sister to come home from school."
"Good, Bah."
After being invited, Safira took her husband to the room. It just so happened that Safira's room was close to the room to receive guests. Clumsy, Julian walked into his second wife's room.
"Aren't you in bed?" julian asked somewhat stammered after being inside the room.
"No, no like, Safira replied while sitting on the edge of a fairly thick mattress.
Julian's eyes circulated into all the three-by-three-meter-wide rooms. There was nothing else there but a wooden cabinet that was not too big.
"Aren't you wearing a dresser?" julian asked as he sat his ass on the carpet and leaned against the closet.
"Ngapain wear a dresser? My people use powder and lipstick the most if they want to go."
"True yeah?" reply Julian.
"Yes, don't be groggy, Mas" said Safira. Silently, she watched her husband.
"Hehehe .. You know, that's my shortcoming."
Safira then smiles and he slowly approaches Julian until the man is more excited.
"What do you want?"
