Married the Impotent Widow
Already Forgetful, Scary Pula, Haish!

Dinka is busy with cell phones that show in detail what is the work of a veterinarian who will work with his petshop.

He had always wanted to work with veterinarians, so that consumers and customers of his petshop did not need to go elsewhere to check the state of their pets. But so far it has not been realized, many things that Dinka considered, other than because he had not found the right person, he felt he did not need the doctor once.

Dinka has acquaintances, but she already has her own clinic. So when Denis offered to cooperate, Dinka agreed.

He knew Denis in High School, and the one who brought them together was Jansen.

Sometimes one small good opens up a thousand other good paths.

He was still connected to Denis when Abid came out of the bathroom and into the blanket. The man rolled up the blanket for himself.

Dinka certainly does not want to take a headache, she can sleep on the sofa. Abid still seemed annoyed by the question he answered with a joke earlier. And Dinka need not be surprised anymore, Abid from the beginning the person was easily angry, so he tried to accept all that. He will not fuss just for a trivial matter of blankets, mattresses, or difficult attitude to joke with the default orok belonging to Abid.

Distracting from Abid, Dinka refocused on the PDF she zoomed in on Denis. Feeling that there was nothing to worry about, Dinka immediately exited the app and spoke to Denis.

"Tomorrow can start right away, right?" Dinka laughed awkwardly. "I'm in a hurry, but I'm sure you know what to do! I'll ask Zoya to help you."

Dinka continued to smile at Denis's reassuring response. "It's nice to work with you, Den!"

Dinka hangs up the phone and calls Jansen.

"Hello, Brother Jansen—oh, sorry, I forgot! Jansen ...," Dinka ralat shut her mouth.

"I'm dealing with Denis, Jan!" The girl's head slumped onto the arm of the sofa, where she had been leaning back, supporting her unusually full stomach.

His smile filled his lips. They kept talking and full of laughter.

And from another angle, a pair of eyes watching behind dangling hair filled the forehead. Don't think Abid didn't listen, he heard everything without exception. Dinka's voice was noisy, with no intention of shrinking her voice. Does he think in this room he's alone?

Look at that flirty laugh, it sucks, doesn't it?

"Hahaha .. yes, I remember the moment of the incident! The ball you threw hit my head, not the ring! Yeah, I remember .. who doesn't remember who took me to the hospital, hahaha."

Abid rose up and clucked. The man walked to Dinka's front, staring angrily at Dinka with his hands on his waist.

"What?!" Dinka is shocked to see Abid standing up so suddenly, then he closes the phone with his hand, his eyes accidentally see the clock on the wall. "Oh, sorry, Mas!"

Dinka immediately spoke back to Jansen. "Sorry, Jansen .. late at night. I've got the call, yes! Talk again sometime. Hye!"

"Well prayers?" abid asked half-accused.

Dinka nodded, without changing her position. The cell phone is tucked between the couch and his body.

Already, there's no reason for Abid to get angry—actually. But Abid still wants to get angry so he's ruffled around the waist. Trying to find Dinka's fault again.

"Why? While I was sleeping, I didn't call." Dinka expels Abid, though he still wonders why Abid is still standing in front of him.

Jesus, why is Abid so upset that Dinka has no more mistakes, anyway?

Dinka scrunched her face, and began to cringe. The guy want to try?

"You're talking on the rich jungle's phone! Make it hard for people to sleep! My head is getting dizzy, it's getting worse! Kerokin my back! I got the wind!" abid's orders later. Well, this makes sense, right? Dinka made him carefree like this!

Dinka sat down. "It's a doctor! Believe that scrapings can relieve meriang? Is there such a thing in medicine a cold sore?"

Well, look at that! To her, Dinka always sounded reproachful. Who's Abid to Dinka, anyway? Catet, yes ... Abid Dinka's husband! Same other sweet and flirtatious, the same husband keeps war and debate continues.

"Why not believe? After all, it really heals if only rain because it looks for someone and the body becomes jolly rich gini! Do not take the medicine immediately, as long as only the flu symptoms are mild!" Abid sat down on the bed again, then took off his shirt. "Buruan, here!"

"Yee, it's Mas's fault and Mas's son! Try if he does not make a tantrum, and Mas does not sulk. We're sleeping well now!" Dinka slowly moved. He thought, Abid is really sick.

"Who knows we've also spent two rounds because the weather is very supportive!" goda Abid makes Dinka distract attention. Asem is a man, yes! Go that way mulu!

"Why not the stomach boxes?!" Dinka shifted the topic, glancing downwards. Afraid that it really works and Dinka is afraid that he was attacked right after Abid.

"Not all six pack sex! It is precisely the gini rich that women love!" Abid defended himself while rubbing his stomach slightly down. "Hurwan, it's cold!"

Dinka backed off, "Mas don't fuck around, yeah!"

"If the assortment is also not a problem, it is legal and lawful." Abid somehow felt his heart warm. He's good at holding back, with Dinka also definitely able to. Usually, women are not unwilling, just building feelings.

Judging from their marriage history, it was natural that Dinka still wanted to be friends with him first, get to know him, and then finally gave up. It's not a problem for Abid. He's not in a hurry either.

"No, I don't want that!" Dinka sat back down.

Abid. "Why not be? Afraid? You said I was impotent, right? So why be afraid?"

Abid's view was clearly accompanied by a mesmerizing grin that mocked Dinka's insults earlier this afternoon. Dinka threw her face out of her shit.

"It's not impotent anymore, I guess! Just hasn't worked properly!"

"Yuk, help me get it right, baby!"

Dinka glides a warning look at Abid who is sitting back and looking strangely at him.

"Don't fuck around, Mom! I kicked it until I couldn't get up again, knock you!"

Abid does care. He came to Dinka who was ready to run to the bathroom.

"I'm like Mas!" Dinka darted into the bathroom, then closed it. Abid chuckles.

"I'll wait in front of the bathroom until you get out!"

"Just wait! I'll be here until tomorrow morning!"

"Morning can also do that!"

"I'm not going out anytime, anyway!" dinka shouted from inside.

"Whatever, I'll be here until you get out!"

"Mas!" dinka's protest sounded frustrated.

"Be careful, the ghost of Bali is more sinister than the ghost of the capital!"

"Mas Abid ngeselin!" The door opened, and Dinka came out with a long cry that was immediately greeted by a warm embrace of Abid who was not wearing clothes.

Dinka goosebumps got that hug. "Aaa—"

"Gapain the hell, yell that way!" Abid silences Dinka's mouth and drags her to the bed. "Sleeping!"

"I'm on the couch, Mom!" Dinka.

"Yes, the ghost will follow you there!"

"Mas!" Dinka's eyes almost popped so wide.

Abid chuckles. "Bobok same Mas aja in the mattress, let the more anget!"

Dinka is pushed until she falls into the bed. Abid caught up with him and covered them both with a blanket.

"If you have a lot of behavior, a lot of protests, tonight you lose your joy!" Threatening Abid seriously.

Dinka widened once more, but her mouth was silent. Lost kegadisan means mladung, tekdung, mbedundung!

Noooo!!!!

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