Married the Impotent Widow
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Abid pressed Dinka on the bed. "You want proof?"

"Bu-not so, Mum!" Dinka's eyes widened, her hands holding Abid's chest which began to squeeze her. Dinka glares, as Abid brings her face closer.

"I just asked." Dinka gasps tight. "I'm just nanya!" Abid's breath began to be felt on his cheeks, he himself began to fear and deflated.

The Abid Giant was indeed incomparable. Dinka gives up, Abid's jumbo body pressure makes him limp.

Dinka is trying to find a reason. "Said Mama Resti Mas it impo ten, so Ma'am Olla retreat!"

Abid dumbfounded.

"What's? Mama?!" Obviously he doesn't believe. No way Mama said that, right? Does Olla know about Mama Resti?

"L-yes!" Dinka said, "the day before we met yesterday, Mama Resti came and said so! If it's not from Mama, do I know who it is from?"

Abid pulls himself up, sits back down after placing it slightly hardened to make it feel comfortable. Um, actually lately—to be exact when he's planning a honeymoon, it's often easy. Just imagining how the honeymoon was, Abid was no longer happy.

Dinka sat down and hugged the pillow. Combing her soft hair back was like an advertisement of another shampoo with her trembling finger.

"Mama said Olla canceled the wedding because I'm impo ten, right?"

Dinka nodded quickly. "Yes!"

He looked at Abid. It seems like something is not right. But Dinka denies it. Crazy guy he must be sane. Abid too, right? He's impo ten but mighty.

A moment after, Abid looked at Dinka straight. I don't know what was on the man's mind, but clearly he had grasped a solemnity.

"Do you believe?!"

"Yes .. Why should I doubt what, Mas? Who said your own mother. The woman who was born to you." Dinka biting lips. Worriedly.

"Why do you want to marry me if I don't think you can marry a woman?!" abid Cedar.

Dinka hugged the pillow tighter. Is it time to spill the excuse onto Abid? That's a company secret.

"It's weird, if you know why I failed to marry because of that but you're determined to be Olla's replacement, without any conditions?!" Abid sniffs suspiciously.

"Anu .. that ...." Dinka is really scared right now. "I—"

"No-no!" Dinka denies all that. His eyes move to the left. "I have my own reasons. Not because of them, nor pity, em—"

"Okay, then I assume you are the woman who prayed that I would fail to marry you!" Abid concluded, making Dinka round her eyes. "You must have loved me since you first met! So, I think everyone needs proof, so that anyone, whether Olla, Mama and anyone who thinks I'm impo ten, knows who Abid really is!"

"No!" Dinka. "Don't do it, Mum!"

"I have to, Dinka!" Abid pulled Dinka's leg until she rolled under him while covering her face with a pillow.

"Mas, Dinka please .. don't! This is not proof! I-I don't need that same as you! I believe in you, I can accept you!" For whatever sake, Dinka regrets being stuck this far. He keeps a free distance, close by is no different. Abid husband. He is fully entitled.

"You say, you can be invited to work together, love and sorrow ... What is this? You have even dropped two points. Fines 2 M loh!" Abid grinning. Now he understands the plot of Dinka's creation. He thought, he's the one who's going to disbelieve so Dinka has a profit, so? 2 Billion it can certainly save his life up to 7 climbs, 8 derivatives.

1 Point, 1 billion. 6 points? Whoa! The impromptu sultan is not the Dinka!

Abid asserted 2 billion, because it's easier than Dinka to find that much money to pay compensation, right? And he's healthy. In the past, he was too sad, too sick, lost, depressed, until his organs had been lackluster for several months. Abid didn't even have a living spirit back then.

So do not stand, the light cannot, right? Naturally the doctor was worried at that time and he remembered the doctor said that he was threatened with impo ten. At that time, Abid didn't care about anything.

Everyone is hurt, it is natural to grieve. Every man has his own way of making peace with his grief.

Abid, who for a long time made peace with his wounds. But now he's fine. He is healthy, it is just hard to open his heart. Olla was the way she moved on, which unfortunately had to be run aground by her own thoughts.

"Mas, I'm afraid of getting pregnant and giving birth" Dinka replied. He was clearly violating what he said himself. Shamed for his ridiculous reason, Dinka covered her face with a pillow until she could not see the tip of her bangs.

"Could not be made pregnant," replied Abid while looking down on Dinka's ear which blocked the pillow. "Try it first .. two or three times! But best a month—"

"Yeah!"

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