THE VIRGIN WHO WAS (ALMOST) STAINED

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"Ciye! Two beautiful girls!" ledek one of the women when she saw her husband enter the room.

"Oh, what a matter of course" Julian murmured as he laid his body on the bed and checked his phone.

"Udah is beautiful, his clothes are also steady. Is Jul not a joke? The thighs were very smooth, ants could slip tuh," ledek Kamila.

"No, not taste. Most former people."

"Hust! I still like to think bad! Just got to know, too," hardik Safira. Julian immediately felt bad for himself. "Nih clothes that have been packed, transfer to the new house one by one, Mas."

"okay!"

Julian got up from the fall and grabbed two boxes of clothes and took them outside the house. "Dad! Ambilin motor key!" his yell.

"Hisses! Why didn't you guys," Namira grumbled. He immediately got up and grabbed the key of the motor hanging on the wall near the door of the room.

It didn't take long for Julian to be in his new home. Two cardboard boxes of used noodle packaging, he lifted and brought inside at the top. After that, Julian exited the house about to return to pick up the goods.

As Julian turned on his motor, his eyes caught the figure that had defamed him. Julian stared intently at the figure of the woman until the one being stared at felt tense and misbehaved. Julian turned on his motorbike and approached the woman. "What do you mean? Why did I go to your father?"

The woman named Mirna was instantly deathly pale. "Who slandered you?" His kill.

Julian laughed cynically. "Lying until you are satisfied! You pretty prett! Compared to my wife's wife, they're prettier than you."

Mirna was immediately annoyed. Just this time there was a man who dared to compare her to other women. To be honest who compared it a lot, only this time there are those who dare to be bright.

"Which chick wants to be the same slanderer chick as you, disgusting!" hina Julian then he immediately hit the gas leaving Mirna filled with anger.

"Bad! Watch out for you, Jul. I won't stay silent over your insults!"

Meanwhile, on the same day, Bu Sukma was serving several buyers on his field. The woman has her own customers. Lapak, which is only about twice three meters wide, looks very complete merchandise available.

"How much is it, Mom?" ask the buyer.

"Thirty-five thousand, ma'am," replied Bu Sukma as he handed the plastic package to the mother who asked. Bu Sukma received a piece of blue money, and handed the fifteen thousand change to the buyer.

"Thank you, Mom."

"The same."

After serving several buyers, Bu Sukma can now take a short break. The bottle he had brought and sucked was almost half a bottle.

"Even after buying color pants, for you," replied Bu Jum while sitting behind his trading desk.

"In his place, Mas Jiwo?"

"Yes, the price is skewed" replied Bu Jum. "Great by Mas Jiwo. Had thirteen wives but got along well, compact. I hear it."

"Yes!" one of the neighbors chimed in. "Jiwo really can guide all his wives well."

"Mahoo ..." Another merchant mother chimed in while approaching and standing in front of Bu Sukma's lap. "When his wife was thirteen? But you can be calm in your household. Even his life is advancing."

"Maybe because Jiwo really can be fair. If not for Jiwo's help, the fate of the thirteen women would have been bad. They are not country people here."

"Yes yeah, maybe because of that too, they're on the same page Jiwo. To them, Jiwo is like a hero."

"Bu Sukma, Julian himself how? Safe is it safe, is it the household?"

Bu Sukma who had been silent, was a little surprised when he heard the question posed by his field neighbors. "Until now, it's fine. Just pray Mom, hopefully Julian can also behave like Mas Jiwo."

"Aamiin," replied the mother simultaneously. "Poligami is difficult to do," said one mother.

"Yes that. I don't want to be polygamous."

"Ahahh .. same."

Some traders who gossip or who just listen, let off laughter. Such is the life in the market if it is quiet again. Traders share stories to unwind while waiting for buyers.

"Eh know what? He said soon in this city a very large Mall will be built."

"What's right, Mom?"

"The rumors are that. He said the one who's gonna build the Mall is Italian."

The deg!

Bu sukma gaped at hearing it. "Don't ..."

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