Married the Impotent Widow
Where's Attitude? Holy jeez?!

"What's in the house?" Abid asked. Face flat. Sliding the pillow that has been used to cover the bottom of his stomach.

"Nobody like it?"

"It's a habit." Abid patted next to him. "That's a big point," he said.

Dinka sat down where Abid pointed. "If the child is still an excuse, Sister Olla, I will get rid of it!"

Leaning his head on Abid's shoulder, Dinka scowled. "No matter what, I'm called nepotism! It concerns the integrity of the marriage relationship!"

His eyes glanced fiercely. "I don't care about the reason people lose their sustenance, because if the candidate is not ticketed at the beginning, it will make a disaster later! Thief if you don't teach us a lesson, we'll lose our treasure!"

"Oh my goodness, yes, possessive same husband impo, can not anything rich Mas." Gets Dinka's body to her chest. Dinka has fallen for him. Abid smiled with satisfaction.

"As promised, right ... rich whatever we are here, will not make me return with him! Think about it, he's gone, throw dirt in front of Mas, make a chaotic event, all fog, time do you want to accept again? Was Mas's brain left behind in the train car, until he couldn't think of it?" Abid convinced. And that was how she felt about Olla. There's absolutely nothing. Ordinary, because he had been angry until his chest was tight, had raged until his hands could not stop trembling, never begged until he was no more than a lump of rotten meat in front of Olla.

He was silent because he had enough of his mouth to speak to Olla. Sick and he could vomit bile if he kept repeating it again. His head breaks at any time if it continues to be so.

"Promise, yes, Mas!"

"Yes ...." Abid pulled Dinka's chin and looked into her clear eyes. "Mas promise for anything, for the sake of living Mas himself! If you refuse, bad luck will befall you!"

Dinka's cheeks bulging full of pleasure.

"You've wasted the past, just the rest of the stuff that you haven't had time to throw away! Tau kaosnya Mas pas the incident, not to mention Mama ribet himself! Anyway, especially the watch, Olla just pay the down payment, the rest is more than three quarters that I paid off."

Dinka buys unconsciously.

"It's okay," he calmed down with a soft pat on the shoulder. Lips smile. "It's still a gift from the former. Later you can give me a Rolex watch instead. You are rich."

Whether it's a joke or a real one, but Dinka laughs.

"Before the original, here I am Colek first, coincidentally both leknya."

Dinka directs her hand to poke Abid in all parts. Makes both people laugh so hard.

The atmosphere is inversely proportional to the atmosphere in the nursery. Olla glumly stared at the bunch of clothes and watches that made her smile today. Isn't Abid bothered by that thing? He even asked for a change of patient clothes shortly before moving to the VIP room.

Rere was calm with a toy and a milk bottle in his hand. This kid's getting better, and Olla's already capable of being Rere's foster parent, only her mom doesn't know about this. So he's keeping Rere at his nanny's house. The plan, he will bring Rere home when his mother has accepted Abid back.

"Auntie ... The pub rere."

The sound made Olla fall back into the present activity. Taking care of Rere's toy that he bought some time yesterday. He can borrow this room, because Rere has to get a series of medical tests and therapy.

It evades. Smooth and full of smiles. Bee thought logically, everything made sense.

"Where's honey?"

Tuh, kan ... Aunt Olla was very attentive even when Honey was not around, she immediately nodded.

"To Papa's room."

Bee's eyes wander, in order to distract from Olla who starts taking off Rere's diaper.

"That's Uncle Papa's shirt?"

Olla was surprised, but soon relaxed. "Yes, I was going to throw Auntie out. Your mom was there, Auntie was ignored, right?" Miris's laughter.

Bee gawking. "Auntie is stupid! Ugly and not comparable to Aunt Olla. Surely he didn't know what to prepare for Uncle Papa."

Olla smiled after picking up a new diaper. "Papa do you love him, Bee ... we can only support, right?"

"I don't want to!" Bee pulled the bag. "Let me get to Papa's room right now, and tell Papa how good Aunt Olla is!"

"Bee!" prevent Olla. But the boy had already darted out without Olla being able to intercept. "Geez, Bee!"

Bee reached into the inside of the bag. There must be a lot of stuff Olla brought to her Papa.

"Geez, you know that Papa likes this watch." Bee smiled with satisfaction. Collaboration with adult women is much more fun because it does not need much talk. Just know the same know, and the execution of proof.

He looked at the clock and hid it. No-no, he doesn't want to be caught as a culprit. So he has to be careful.

"Bee ... Uncle Papa is here." Dinka screams and waves as Bee appears from nowhere at first.

He approached the little boy who said Honey was busy so as not to stress this

"Bee hungry?" ask Dinka sensitized. The face is bent so there must be a reason.

"No! I ate!" ketus. But he secretly researched this room.

"It's Papa's clothes! Auntie don't refuse Aunt Olla anther clothes! Aunt Olla was just considerate and knew how to behave. Different from aunty who is smart, smart-looking, but stupid!" bee protest.

WTF WTH is a boy, my God! Dinka mendumal seemed to want to clot the mouth of this little boy with his own stinger. It's a shame he doesn't have a sting as big as his mouth!