Married the Impotent Widow
Stuck With Dr. Abids

"Mas .. This must have been Bee!" dinka said when she saw her terrible situation. Dinka was forced to wear an oversized Abid shirt and so the tunic pegs on it. Up to his knees and his arms rolled in half. What kind of a giant is this guy, his shirt this big?

Dinka said that when they arrived at an inn in Ubud. Abid has been busy with his phone since, like not listening to his words.

"I remember coming out, only I haven't let it down yet." Dinka tries to remember, but fails. Yeah, he's weak about remembering, but that doesn't mean he's lost. Obviously he had to take care of everything about his petshop. However, his efforts must not be paralyzed and destroyed just because he obeyed what the Abid family wanted.

"So you have to buy me clothes! There's no way I'm wearing this big shirt, right?" Dinka still faithfully looked at Abid's wide back.

"Mas Abid, please!" Dinka couldn't take it anymore, finally patting Abid on the shoulder. A little loud, until Abid's phone almost fell.

Abid clucked while looking. "You have M-banking, right? Buy through the application, right?"

"Hape I'm lowbat, Mas—nih!" Dinka shows the phone in front of Abid's face as proof that he's not lying. After all, he is anti whining if it is not forced. "We're going to a dress shop nearby, I'll change, suer!

Indeed, Dinka forgot that while on the plane they were noisy and her heart hurt because of Abid's words. But this is an urgent matter that has nothing to do with his frustration. There is a more emergency, which is mukena. Jeez ... he can't keep borrowing in mushala, right?

Abid glanced at Dinka's deeply apprehensive face. Surely the boy didn't have any clothes up to the inside. Abid so could not bear, even though he had felt Dinka very sexy to wear his clothes.

"Maas ...."

"Can I ride a motorcycle?" Abid asked. Really, she doesn't want to look mean to Dinka, only she has her own fears about driving. Abid is still very afraid of holding the steering wheel. Motors though. Since then he was looking for a car rental that also provides drivers, but no one can.

Abid looking for a car rental is not without cause. Dinka's right, she's kind enough to save her face, so she's gonna make this honeymoon-clad holiday show interesting to Dinka. Yes, he and Olla do plan a backpacker-style honeymoon and full of simplicity. But it was Olla, and the one with her was Dinka.

Right, this is Dinka. A woman who imitates her style of speech first. Strange, annoying woman. Although Abid admits, Dinka is sweet when she smiles.

"Yes, Mas. Whispering!" This dinka can be all things, just pregnant and having children who do not want to, not cannot.

"I give you money, you buy yourself, yes!"

"Well?!"

"Do you want to buy through the app?" Abid made another impossible choice.

"Are you sure you told me to buy it myself?" Dinka took a peek, down Abid's face to the small folds of his facial skin. "Don't tell me, do you want to give me money rich show money startled?"

The man's hand pulled the wallet. Take his premium debit card. "The door is 19931985." A bank's platinum card is outstretched. "Ten million is enough?!"

Dinka's eyes bought green, when he was about to receive the most classy card. "Can't spend?"

"Wear it! Transfer limit of 100 million! Just take!" Abid dropped the card. "Do you want a credit card?!"

He suddenly suspected. He drew a glance from the card into Abid's face. "Oh, are there any more conditions?"

Abid smiled, raising his eyebrows. "The terms are easy, really, if there is one."

Dinka instantly removed the card. "No so! Just wear this shirt!"

Abid chuckles, then drags Dinka's hand out of this simple inn.

"Where are you going? I didn't buy clothes! Wear this! I'm comfortable kok—Mas!" Dinka patted Abid's hand, which dragged his hand, to let Abid loose.

"Wear clothes I also have conditions, Dinka!" Abid stopped to check around. Usually there are many motorbike rentals around here at affordable costs. After being able to, Abid turned around and glanced at Dinka mischievously. "You're hot in that shirt, I'm hor—"

Abid chuckles again, then pulls Dinka's hand towards the row of motorcycles across. "Alone or together, it makes no difference anymore, Din."

Dinka sighed in annoyance. "What then? Mas must have deliberately—"

"Yes ...!" Abid menukas twisting his body. Staring at the pouting Dinka made his heart happy. "For whatever way you want to go, I will give you no way. You've stuck with me!"

The man grinned for the first time. The grin is evil and scary.

Dinka can only shrink resignedly. "But Mas—"

Abid turned around unconcerned at whatever Dinka said. He chose to negotiate with the owner of the motorbike and pay for it according to how long he rented.

"Now, you brought it!" Abid throws the motor key at Dinka, who fails to be captured by the woman. "I'm being hugged by you."

Huh huh? What the fuck?

"Where is that, Mom?!" Dinka's upset. "It's usually a bad boy, right?"

"I don't want to die twice and I don't want you to do anything because of me!" abid said seriously.

Dinka's forehead instantly shriveled looking at Abid's serious expression. Like there was nothing he knew about Abid this other than stingy, eggplant lemes, and his fierce attitude.

Abid smiled slightly as he sat on the black matic motorbike. His hand patted the seat. "Come, hunt! Look at you sexy like this, make me horn—"

"Can't you just keep talking?!" Dinka glared at the warning as she walked quickly to the bike. Abid chuckles, and when Dinka sits in front of him, Abid immediately hugs Dinka's waist and drops his chin on Dinka's shoulders.

"Bring Mas with you, baby!"

Dinka turned her head and slapped Abid's forehead. "One more time say so—"

"Later tonight we're fucking!"

"Mas!"

"Yes, two rounds!"

Dinka scowled in annoyance. "I'm impotent, where can I fuck!"

Abid mendelik did not accept impotent. Just be right! Who said that?

"Ck, no! Don't be smart if you can't stand up. Self-awareness is important, Mom. But relax, even if you do, I accept you for who you are." Dinka chuckled at Abid's heavily shocked expression. He put on a helmet and drove his bike.

"Handle Mas, we're speeding!" Dinka grinned this time. His heart was relieved to be able to reply to Abid until the man was frightened and pale.

Abid is back. But his expression was still tense. Who said he was impotent?

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