Married the Impotent Widow
Surely Survive With Such a Man?

"Are you sure you want to go with a guy like that?" When finished taking off longs, eating, selfies, and eating chocolate purchased directly from the original factory, Ranu thrust Abid's CV into Dinka. In fact, Abid's confidential medical history was revealed in front of Dinka.

This personal information should not be spread out—actually, but Dinka is his best friend, countless outsiders—pastinya.

Dinka's minus eyes should narrow while reading the data on the laptop screen that Ranu was proffering just now. To be honest he was shocked, but his gesture was trying to be ordinary. She's Abid's wife, so you have to be pretentious about her husband's condition.

"He's in therapy, right?" Dinka only reads the description of the therapy Abid undergoes every few times a month, in the attached information column. He didn't know at all before. Dinka straightened her back, looking at Ranu with forced courage. "He must be cured."

Ranu clucking. "The main reason why Olla decided to leave is this, Dinka! You'll only be burdened with the pain your husband has."

Dinka can't make her best friend worry, right? So he has to say everything's fine. The truth is, right? Just dinka is more. He wanted Abid to treat him like a man after getting what he wanted. That'sthat's all.

"I promised him with his condition" he said after he calmed down and could say fluently.

"Including the whereabouts of his ex?" sindir Ranu's. "They will meet every day in front of your nose in the name of work! Ready to resist jealousy?"

"I believe in Mas Abid, Ran .. Nothing is stronger than the bond of marriage." Dinka chuckled crisply as she shook her hands. "We're building our relationship within that bond, I don't think the ex has a chance. We're busy diving into each other's private."

"Din, they broke up in the final seconds of the wedding. There must be something unfinished between them." Ranu tries to tell Dinka from her point of view. Dinka must know, there is something more dangerous than the actor, namely the ex who is still affectionate, and regrets ending the relationship.

"I think our bond has explained everything, Ran. Abid wants to know me, and me too. We need each other so we can complement each other." Dinka does not want to think about the possibility that Ranu's words are right. They are still as thin as thread, still fragile. Please don't add to the burden of Dinka's brain which is only this small.

"OK .. I just reminded you, Din. Friends are another option when you are misguided. I just want you to see through someone else's glasses, other than your own." Ranu surrenders. He forgot, Dinka's other name was the head of the stone.

Dinka knows, Ranu just does not want to make himself burdened. But, this was already part of his brain now. So how's dong? Can't be erased from memory, can it? Dinka ogah thought about the possibility of a broken heart.

Fine, will be grasped this kind of heart.

"I know you mean well. But you should have come before the wedding. Now, it's too late even if you're right, right?" Dinka chuckles garing—lagi. "We've agreed to try, and Mas Abid is a good man."

Ranu revealed a faint smile on his lips. "Sometimes good isn't enough, you forget?"

"Hehehe .. yes, anyway. But Mas Abid is indeed a complete package, just cold sometimes." Dinka remembers which one she calls cold. If you say fierce, Ranu must have thought of a no-no, right?

"Main to the house, yes .. I miss you bobo with me." Ranu changed the topic. Anyway he already told, reminded, the decision is in Dinka's hands completely. Although Ranu was very worried. "I'm only here five days before I go back."

Dinka. But realize, if the stay is no longer an easy thing he is. Why is he thinking about Abid, huh? Then how to refuse Ranu?

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"Din's Petshop." Abid chuckles at reading a name plaque as big as a billboard of advertising plastered on the front of the Dinka petshop. If the night must be the lights there lit up with light. Abid's eyes where's this been all this time? He used to walk through here, occasionally driving Honey to dryfood, but he didn't notice. Regretting right?

His steps lightly swung into the shop, straight into Dinka's room at the back of the little mojok. He remembered his coffee had not been drunk. Although coffee is not recommended for Abid who must sleep well and soundly. Abid should not worry or feel excessive anxiety. Caffeine in tea is avoided. But for the sake of appreciating Dinka, he would drink it. If you can not sleep, just invite the woman to exercise until tired. It's right, Dinka's fault.

Door pushed, room is empty. "Did he sulk?" Abid worried for the first time. Honestly, he was in a hurry. Clearly the one calling was the owner, and he knew what was wrong, so there was no choice but to come. Quite annoying when the Owner in question is a boy who is much younger than him. His voice was sentimental once when asking for points that he thought would harm someone. Abid got the impression.

There are no questions that graze into the work in detail, just the reason why you can break up and so on. More intriguingly, Miss Xaquilla asked why she had to change brides.

Abid answered the cliche. Even if it's true. "There are those who offer to be a substitute willingly."

And that answer was scorned all out by Miss Xaquilla.

"You will, without thinking how he will bear the burden in the future?" Miss Xaquilla's speech imprinted clearly on Abid's head. The addition of "You're ruthless" really makes Abid evaluate his decision.

There was no intention of putting any burden on Dinka. His family clearly unites Dinka, then what burden will Dinka face in the future?

Abid took a breath with his body from the room. He headed towards the first employee he saw when he entered earlier. "Bak, where is my wife?"

First, the step he took was to claim Dinka as his wife to anyone. She changed her name to wife.

"We're going to Obygin."

The person asked smiled first. "Bak Dinka came out with someone, sir."

That's not Zoya. There are other employees, who work in the next shift. Coincidentally, she arrives to coincide with Dinka coming out hastily and arguing with a foreign man who treats Dinka with respect.

"girls?"

Smile wears off. He should have said enough to get out, right? "Male, sir," he replied. After this, he would punish this mouth viciously. Suppose not to feed him.

Abid took a breath, then pulled out the phone. He's calming the mind. Surely Dinka went with Koko.

Dinka number is inactive. Koko's number is busy because it's being called another.

"It's been a while, huh?" Abid again asked the woman who was still standing not far from him.

"It's been sir, almost two hours." He glanced at the clock and matched it with his memory.

"Apa—'s car"

The ringing of the cell phone disconnects Abid's crucial question. Abid picked it up, he knew it was Koko.

"Where?"

"Hospital, sir .. same as Ms. Dinka."

Already, that was enough to make Abid squeeze the pill that Dinka should be taking right now. "I'll just wait at home!"

He took the pill very kindly. Dinka went alone. Abid stared at the package. Then his brain became evil.

No matter how later. He's been good enough to give Dinka the freedom to decide. He doesn't want more than this to be nice.

After all, getting married is definitely natural if pregnant. And, she is determined to realize the pregnancy in the near future.

Abid walks out of Dinka's petshop which somehow still amazes him. Management is good, organized, neat, and professional. Dinka is quite stable here, only her brain sometimes likes to slide to the right and left.

Amid the anger, Abid still pocketed the morning after pill. However, he knew the pill was useless at all. The first time had passed several tens of hours, and Dinka had not consumed one. Who knew that one of those billions of cells managed to swim all the way to the egg, right?

Dinka's late. Very-very late.

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