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"
Never
mind
.
"
"
No
-
what
it
is
?
What
this
word
means
?
"
"
Romance
.
"
I
defined
.
"
Women
and
men
in
love
.
Or
sometimes
men
and
men
in
love
,
or
women
and
women
in
love
.
Kissing
and
sex
and
marriage
-
all
that
stuff
.
"
"
I
not
make
sex
with
too
many
people
in
my
life
,
Liss
.
Only
with
my
wife
.
"
"
You
’
re
right
-
that
’
s
not
too
many
people
.
But
do
you
mean
your
first
wife
or
your
second
wife
?
"
"
I
only
have
one
wife
,
Liss
.
She
dead
now
.
"
"
What
about
Nyomo
?
"
"
Nyomo
not
really
my
wife
,
Liss
.
She
the
wife
of
my
brother
.
"
Seeing
my
confused
expression
,
he
added
,
"
This
typical
Bali
,
"
and
explained
.
Ketut
’
s
older
brother
,
who
is
a
rice
farmer
,
lives
next
door
to
Ketut
and
is
married
to
Nyomo
.
They
had
three
children
together
.
Ketut
and
his
wife
,
on
the
other
hand
,
were
unable
to
have
any
children
at
all
,
so
they
adopted
one
of
Ketut
’
s
brother
’
s
sons
in
order
to
have
an
heir
.
When
Ketut
’
s
wife
died
,
Nyomo
began
living
in
both
family
compounds
,
splitting
her
time
between
the
two
households
,
taking
care
of
both
her
husband
and
his
brother
,
and
tending
to
the
two
families
of
her
children
.
She
is
in
every
way
a
wife
to
Ketut
in
the
Balinese
manner
(
cooking
,
cleaning
,
taking
care
of
household
religious
ceremonies
and
rituals
)
except
that
they
don
’
t
have
sex
together
.
"
Why
not
?
"
I
asked
.
"
Too
OLD
!
"
he
said
.
Then
he
called
Nyomo
over
to
relay
the
question
to
her
,
to
let
her
know
that
the
American
lady
wants
to
know
why
they
don
’
t
have
sex
with
each
other
.
Nyomo
about
died
laughing
at
the
very
thought
of
it
.
