Married the Impotent Widow
His Son Married Just Me, Tan!

Dinka came home a little late today. Although his body feels crumbling dim—gaya, but he still has to take care of Jena who is 13 months old. Jen was pregnant young—kebohan said, and Jena kept crying to see her mother was so sick. Although there is a nanny but Jena only wants to be with Dinka or her Grandma.

Having no choice, Dinka that night invites Jen to play on the porch of the house, while she waits for Darren to deliver Asi milk for Jena.

Inside, Desy was entertaining a guest, who was a good friend of Desy's mother during school. Their chatter is heard by Dinka.

"Sorry, loh Jeng .. I'm not happy with Jeng." The woman named Resti looked so sad when she had to cancel the decoration order for her son's wedding.

"It's okay, Jeng Resti .. I understand." Desy could only smile even though her heart was screaming. He calculated how much the losses this time. Although there is already a down payment coming in, but that is not how much of the overall purchase amount.

"I have requested that at least this wedding still occur, at least the invitations and souvenirs are also decorations that I ordered this particular ndak I canceled. Maybe a lot of people gave me the title of vendor canceler, but it was completely unintentional, Jeng."

Desy saw how depressed this woman before her was. Have one child, but the way of life is quite winding.

"If you may know, why can it be canceled so many times anyway, Jeng." Desy curious. "Um, but if Jeng is reluctant to tell the story, yes, it's okay, Jeng."

Desy felt that he was outrageous, but yes, too outrageous if he did not want a story. Where to cancel unilateral orders when the event is in sight anyway. Although friends, should, do not cancel dong.

"I thought at first it was because my son was too quiet after his wife's death. But long ago I understood, Jeng .. in addition there are two children, after the accident occurred, my son was sentenced to impotence."

"Huh?" Desy surprised. The shape and appearance of this Resti child, Desy knows very well. Stout and tall big stature. It might be as tall as Excel or Jeje, his face is handsome and macho, so it's a bit unlikely.

"I know lately, Jeng. It was kept secret by my husband and son, afraid that I would think. I know this only from his late wife-to-be, Jeng. They're fellow doctors, so maybe a certificate from the doctor can be read clearly." Resti recalls sadly, how Olla told the bitter truth in front of her face.

"Patience, yes, Jeng. I'm sure, there's another woman who can accept her son Jeng Resti someday." Desy entertaining. In the rubbing of Resti's hands that accumulate in the knee.

"Well, I've given up, Jeng. Who would want my son who is like that?" Resti dropped his breath with a feeling of airiness. If this is fate for his son.

"I want to marry Aunt's son."

Desy and Resti turned to the doorway, where Dinka was standing with Jena held up. The two looked at Dinka in disbelief.

"Don't listen, Jeng. Dinka's son likes to joke." Desy hastily replicates Dinka's remarks. Jaga .... snot kid must not understand the concept of barren and impotent. Strengthening the household relationship. Source of family harmony.

"I am ready and sincerely accept whatever the condition of Aunt's son." Dinka said as she decorated in front of the council building. Steady and without any hesitation.

Desy bought in disbelief towards Dinka.

"I'm serious, Tan." Dinka returned her Mama's gaze.

Resti nodded in disbelief. "I-ini—"

"Rather than Aunty being ashamed of everyone, mending agrees I changed the bride."

"Come!" Desy glared wider at Dinka. Oh my goodness this kid ...!

Desy ... If not in front of Resti, it is certain to rampage immeasurably. Oh my goodness, this kid! Desy was anxious until she subconsciously squeezed the sofa.

Resti laughed awkwardly. "Duh, Jeng .. I'm not happy with Jeng, you know, this. I didn't mean to curcol up and end up like this—"

"Don't be bad, Tan." Dinka approached, looking at Resti with a look on her face. "Have a son! Tell Aunty's son, to meet me tomorrow at .. di.. anywhere adjust the time of Aunt's son only. I love my WA."

Resti gawks as Dinka picks up Resti's phone and types her number.

"Well, it can be via tele or WA, according to the wishes of Aunt's son. Aunty calm down, I assure you with myself, I won't run away on the wedding day." The phone is stretched out toward Resti, until the woman sees how Dinka names her contacts on her phone.

"I-ini—"

"Now, Auntie can go home! Don't feel bad about my mom. What we do is win-win the best solution for all of us." Dinka pulled the woman slowly to stand up. "Good night, Tan."

Desy held back angrily at the behavior of her son. But he was still waiting until Resti came out.

"What the fuck are you, Din?!" Desy stood up, making Jena who did not know anything and was afraid of a loud voice holding the hijab that Dinka wore tightly while staring at the grandmother.

"What the hell, Ma?" Dinka's cheerful smile faded away instantly, she clucked in annoyance. "Would you like to protest Dinka's decision?"

"Obviously .. You don't know—"

"I know, really, Ma!" Dinka. "I know clearly, but I'm doing everything so that Mama doesn't lose much."

"Mama's better to lose than to see your son's future ruined in plain sight!" Desy repulsed the cry that had been mixed with anger. Dinka did not understand the concept of marriage and marriage. The harmonious relationship between husband and wife is created by the ability of men to satisfy their wives. It all started in bed, so how could Dinka lightly say sincerely accept the man's situation?

"I'm sure I'll be happy, Ma! I'm 1000% sure%!" Dinka looks no doubt, let alone afraid. "Mama believes the same Dinka who will live it. What is clear, Mama can be a ghost and Mama does not have to cancel the order that Mama has already made to the flower supplier from Bandung and Malang."

Age said, Dinka immediately left the mother. His smile filled his lips. Ah, happy ... despite having to be tired of Jena, but he got the jackpot. Where else could he find a double bonus like this, right?

"Come!" Desy shouted while holding onto her chest. Jeez ... Desy no longer holds the weight of his body. His legs were limp, his strength was gone, just by thinking about Dinka's fate in the future.

Dinka did not turn her head at all, instead speeding up the steps to the room.

"O Allah, what is the fate of the future slave family?!" Desy lamented Dinka's departure with tears in her eyes. He is unable to think now.

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