Married the Impotent Widow
Fainting, Dong! Wkwkwkw!

"Oh, yes .. You can choose to stay at home with Mama or move to a new house, you can. Mama has prepared a home for you. But if it's a car, because it's a gift from a big family, so sorry if it's all you can, Din."

They both walk to the elevator. Resti insists on delivering Dinka, which makes Dinka upset instead of playing. The room just passed through. Ah, asem is really my fate tonight.

"Hurry to sleep, son. Tomorrow morning you're leaving for honeymoon."

"Gak—h!" pekik Dinka glared. But immediately in his mouth with both hands. "I mean, don't take it anymore. Let me go to my own room, Mama back to my room. Mama must be tired."

Mama Resti loosened the frown on her forehead and her shock, changing melted expression looking at the sweetness of Dinka. "You are understanding, dear. My mom is tired today. Yes, Mama went back to the room. You're taking a break, yeah."

"Yes, Ma." Dinka lowered her head, but she was shocked when Resti suddenly hugged her tightly.

Mata Dinka. Her chest feels tight.

"May ...!"

"Dinka thank you very much, yes! Thank you for receiving the child Mama's disorder. Mama's relieved now, son."

"Hi-yes, Ma."

Dinka just wants to make a fight. He's having trouble breathing.

"Ma ...."

"Yes already!" Resti takes off without guilt. He looked at Dinka full of haru. "until tomorrow, yes, son."

Resti rubbed Dinka's cheek before reluctantly leaving Dinka in front of the elevator door.

As soon as the hallway was quiet, Dinka rushed towards her room. Close the door and make sure there is no one in the room.

"Geez!" Dinka rubbed her flat chest—ya, indeed she did not have a beautiful chest as beautiful as a mountain picture of SD children. But enough, a little bit. Size 34, hem.

"My suffering is over." Dinka threw herself into bed. Pull up the blanket and laugh with satisfaction. "Oh my God, I didn't expect it to come off like this. I'm tired of paying already."

Dinka rolled to the right and left. Then wake up again—still with a strange smile on his lips, heading to the bathroom. Immediately he took a shower and put on the towel available there, while out.

His feeling was relieved and light. Even Dinka twists her body like a dancer. His lips whistled incessantly, though his whistling was no good.

"Well ...!"

Dinka who was circling was immediately holding a towel wrapped around her body. His eyes were fixed looking at the silhouette of a body that was criss-crossed on the wall near tivi.

"Omm!" The woman's lips were round. "Can't we go in?"

Abid smiled disdainfully. "We ordered three floors for our family."

Dinka's eyes are getting wider. "What?"

"We've been planning a month's wedding, nothing's been missed at all. And, if you forget, before you escape, you've told the receptionist where you are."

Abid shows a spare card, waving in front of Dinka. "We're a priority here, just by showing up in front of the receptionist, they're happy to help me wherever I want to go."

Dinka.

"So .. what else? Let's get started!"

"No!"

"Why?" Abid's hand moved to the table under a tivi that had perched on a sheet of paper. Abid's lips smiled cynically. "First party, namely Dinka Mar—"

"Stop read that silly letter!" Dinka held her hand forward. "Stop, Mas!"

Abid's smile grew higher. "Get to bed!"

"No!" Dinka. "Baby, plis!"

"What?" Abid who had straightened his body, ready to step into the bed looked at Dinka.

"No rejection for—"

"Se ks! Right ... but today I'm not—" Dinka dingukan find a reason. No what? Today I'm okay, huh? inner Dinka.

"Nothing needs to be prepared, just fall down and open your legs!"

Whats? That's too vul gar for a pretty cute and adorable innocent kid like him. Please, keep your mouth shut when you talk. This is his innocence stained a lot today.

"Do you want me to carry?"

Dinka shook her head quickly. His face was pale and he was terrified. "Mas, plis."

Abid's instincts became an incredible smoldering tingle tonight. Dinka who had challenged him bravely since yesterday stoned. Ck, where did that courage evaporate? Where did Dinka's arrogant face go? Where does that expression of defiance and disdain go?

Abid walked over, his smile growing higher. Hungry expression.

Dinka bought, with a trembling body, she fumbled back, looking for a handle and a door to the bathroom.

But Abid's movements were very fast, so Dinka's hand was blocked very strong. Abid was obviously just messing around. He just wanted to teach Dinka a lesson so she wouldn't talk.

Dinka's body jerked to stick to him.

"No words later in an Abid's dictionary!" Tightly wrapped around Dinka's small body with one of her big hands.

Slowly Abid pulled Dinka's chin, then gently smeared Dinka's thin, overbearing lips. Her little body was cornered into the wall. Sorry, Abid likes rough games.

Dinka's breathing became very fast, she was scared to death. Even he couldn't. Abid squeezed him like a bolster.

Abid has not been complacent, he still enjoys the faint fear Dinka sees in his eyes, but admittedly Abid, Dinka is quite sweet. Abid is a dominant man who likes the feeling of helplessness from his opponent. Dinka can make it so, as if satisfying all the powerful feelings that exist in his soul.

Abid's hand slowly descended, and it made Dinka unable to remain still. His little hand hit the chest of Abid's field wrapped in a T-shirt. Dinka struggled, but Abid bit his lip, so Dinka screamed low like a sigh.

Yeah, Abid likes that kind of voice. Slowly, her appetite rose, she became uncontrollable because of Dinka's voice. Her large hands pressed down on Dinka's nape, making their kiss deep and pushy.

Once jolted, Dinka's towel came off, making the woman a brat. He can only "ah, uh" without being able to speak clearly.

Dinka's breath was completely blocked by Abid. The man caught a weak woman like her. Dinka was scared, very scared.

His body was sweating, as Abid started attacking him. That big finger tore him apart forcibly. And the hard thing started touching him. Imagining that thing, Dinka shakes more and more. He's getting scared.

"Baby, plis!" dinka Stirrup. But as if Abid was deaf, the man had already lost consciousness above Dinka. The rest of Dinka's energy was exhausted, the woman's eyes slowly becoming blurred and dark.

His surroundings became very full of buzzing sounds. Afterwards Dinka collapses into Abid's arms completely.

"Jeez, Dinka!" Abid was shocked when he saw Dinka drooping. "When you just fainted? How will it fit in the real divide? He could have been taken to the ICU!"

Abid, without feeling guilty or objecting, takes Dinka to bed, and is enveloped.

"Ck, big talk, big guts. You pretentious girl!" Abid sneered at Dinka, then he slashed down at his wife's side. His heart was satisfied with Dinka.

"But why is he so scared of making love? And that agreement, why are all the points pointing towards childfree? Is Dinka afraid of having children?" abid murmured while using his hands as a pillow. The man's eyes stared at the ceiling of the room. He didn't have time to find out about Dinka. He thinks it's not necessary. The woman is simple, as long as she is given attention and affection, everything will be in order. Dinka must be the same as Olla, an independent woman who usually only needs the love and attention of a partner. Husband is not a headline and the main motive to have a partner, for both women.

At least that's what Abid thought this week.

But apparently, Dinka is not as simple as her appearance, not as easy as her thin lips speak. There was some kind of trauma and fear, Abid felt that. He is experiencing it even though it is much better.

"What are you afraid of, Dinka?"

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