Married the Impotent Widow
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Forget ordering food or even drinks. Dinka was in tremendous shock when she saw Abid sitting like he was holding the table. The man, far away like a stock of air, is now .. sitting face to face at the resto table that becomes small under Abid's arm, making Dinka's lungs drag.

"So you want to replace my bride position because you don't want your mama to lose?" Abid has been quiet ever since. Watching Dinka who was also as silent as him. Dinka's motivation is too simple considering they are not new people in the world to cancel the order. It's a simple problem.

Usually, entrepreneurs in that field have done a good enough anticipation to deal with customers like their mother. Don't you?

"How many millions, anyway?" Abid chose to compensate in the form of money only, rather than having to replace the bride. It's a serious matter, and Dinka thinks he's too joking about the business as serious as the wedding annulment on the H-7.

He does not want to be faced with new people. Genolla was a year away, but eventually decided to leave on the grounds of Bee and Honey. From the beginning, Olla knew that she was the mother of the two leaks, right? So why at the beginning of this new level that will be stepped on, Olla actually canceled.

She was tired of persuading, pleading, and succumbing to the 30-year-old, but Olla was firm on her verdict. The wedding is off, the wedding dress is already in the finishing stage as well as stagnating the workmanship. Do not discuss about the building, catering, decor, and all the preparations that have been done halfway. All cancelled on H-10.

Less unlucky and confusing how else is his life story?

In addition, think about how surprised the invited guests saw his bride different from the one in the front photo standing. Wouldn't it be funny if the whispers behind his hands reached his ears? Does this substitute have to be wrapped in a sack, so as not to be seen?

"No-no!" Dinka flicked her hands in front of Abid with real earnestness. "It's not about money, but I'm interested in your story. Is that not a curse? Twice failing in the final seconds of marriage is not common, unless you are very ugly and poor. But you're not in either category. You are handsome, rich and handsome. Only a crazy woman is lacking in your looks and abilities."

Dinka assessed Abid with one eye squeaking. Dinka means im-po-ten. But if Dinka was honest, Abid would be offended. He had heard, people with vitality dysfunction problems, are usually sensitive and irritable. Fix, it all matched what he had seen since he first met first.

Abid raised his eyebrows. "Explain!"

"Yes, a kind of curse that should be broken by a sincere person of my kind." Dinka. "I'm the most receptive person, difficult and happy, good bad partner. All I want, we live quietly, without a headache about some of the mainstream."

"Usually, products that are not good, package themselves with good and interesting marketing techniques." Abid quips. Equating as if Dinka is a near-expired product, which is on display with a 75% discount label%. "Let someone buy it. Understandably, the flash sale is much more interesting than the one on display in the storefront."

"You have to look at yourself when you say that to me, which is absolutely perfect." Dinka can be a snitch. She was regular monthly, had ovulation tests and she was fertile. Physically and spiritually healthy, only she's afraid of getting pregnant. Sometimes the brain sheds a little bit, but it can go back to normal. Naturally human.

While the sharp mouth stiff and arrogant fierce what is it? Body may be Ade Ray, but a weapon? Rubber catapult ... what? The lemes! Eggplant overcook!

Dinka's gaze sensitizes Abid that something is wrong with her mind. Himself why is it? Obviously quality from any point of view.

"So, even if I'm ugly, won't make your decision change?" Abid decides. "But I don't like married women, how?"

"Oh!" cetus Dinka loudly patting the table. "On that? So how do I say it yes, but .. it's not important, anyway. For sure, you'll regret believing what you saw."

"He's not your son?!" Abid refers to Ace.

"I consider him my own son." Dinka shook her head. "Obviously, with me volunteering as your substitute bride, I made sure I wasn't in a relationship with anyone."

"We make a big deal, you know?!" Abid is back to scaring. "You can't back off, after this!"

"Okay, but I'm asking us to make a deal." Dinka.

"What?"

"You have kids, I don't mind. But please don't forbid me to be with Ace and Jena. They need me really."

"OK! But I would like, even if we're new to it, no rejection for se ks!" Abid reached out to make a deal.

Dinka shuts her mouth and laughs. O Allah, this eggplant overcook offers something heavy for itself. But okay, if she can restore the function of the organ, Dinka wants as long as it does not make her pregnant. Yes, my Lord ..it takes a lot of effort.

"No pigs anymore!" Dinka shook Abid's hand tightly. Don't think he'll back down just because of that loud stuffed empty cracker can! He knows everything about Abid. Impo ten is definitely something that is difficult to cure. "You have two. I'll consider them my own children."

He remembered the bees and the honey yesterday. Is this the bee's father? Could she be the adored queen bee? But that means, the queen bee must .. lay eggs right?

No-no!

"Don't put it inside! I don't want to get pregnant! For whatever reason!" He subconsciously said as if he knew Abid's property would be able to stand up someday.

Abid's forehead shriveled. Something's wrong with this woman's brain! Butwhat?

"Nr ...!" Abid took his hand off from Dinka's delicate hand. "We need to write it!"

"I'm VN, and send it to your number!" Dinka pulls out the phone and lets Abid scan his WA barcode.

"I'll go to the bathroom first!" Dinka just ran without Abid's consent. Then record the sound as soon as it reaches the toilet cubicle, and send it to Abid. After that, Dinka washed her face so as not to be too tense.

"Dinka, you can do it! The two-door refrigerator doctor must have been just messing around seeing how her mother was so distressed by her physical condition." Dinka muttered as she continued to wash her face.

Once enough is felt, Dinka goes out to meet Abid again.

But as it turned out, Abid was already standing up to leave. There is urgent business to be done.

"I'm Abid!" The man reached out for two things, separated and became acquainted. They were busy arguing so forgot to ask for names.

Dinka gawked, a little in disbelief. This guy seriously accepted the terms at the VN earlier?

"I know your name, just don't know if it's you!"

What's?! What about Abid's glare at first glance seems to be mocking him? Is that as bad as him?

But Abid went away with that raised lip. Gosh darn.

"What do you mean?"

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