Married the Impotent Widow

Married the Impotent Widow
Unstoppable


A fire broke out in a densely populated residential area, actually a little far from this hospital. But because of one or two things, the hospital received several patients whose condition was severe.


Some children receive breathing assistance sitting on IGD beds accompanied by their relatives or parents.


Abid was busy giving instructions between the traumatized cries of the children to the nurses and other medics in the room.


He had actually finished working this afternoon, but due to this emergency, he was required to help.


Olla had just arrived and was shocked to find the ER so crowded. The mood is a little bad because suddenly the working hours are changed. However, he still tried to smile and focus on his work.


"Doctor, this kid patient his parents are in the ICU, he's short of breath!" A nurse confronted Olla and dragged her to a one-and-a-half-year-old toddler with breathing difficulties. "He had a history of shortness of breath, said the anther person. Her mother had been unconscious ever since she arrived here for protecting her child from the fire! They've been stuck in the smoke for a long time."


Olla rushed to check on the toddler held by the other nurse. Then immediately install a breathing apparatus to the child.


"He's pretty good, just because his tightness history makes him a little worrisome." When she finished putting up, Olla looked around. "Didn't any pediatrician help you here?"


"There, but all busy, Doctor." The nurse next to Olla answered. "Doctor Abid also I forced to stay so panicked we were."


Olla felt her eyes sparkle hearing that. "Good, at least the kids are handled by the experts."


He immediately moved to another patient after making sure the child could breathe properly.


"That kid ain't got no relatives, Doc." He nodded towards the nurse who was tailing behind him. "I'm confused about who should buy equipment like diaper."


"Let me buy it." Olla glanced at the shoes that were behind the curtains across. "Let the boy be with me as long as his mother is not conscious."


"Doctor Olla is kind." The nurse praised and immediately helped Olla deal with patients who came and went. It's a challenging day, at least until night, they won't be able to take a few deep breaths.


Sure enough, more and more fire victims are coming. Abid immediately remembered that he had to go home when the clock had shown at 8 p.m. A little situation began to resolve and he took a moment of rest.


"Doctor Abid!" Abid was just about to drink because his throat was dry. The man looked.


"The child's patient is experiencing severe shortness of breath! He's being treated by Doctor Olla now!"


Abid throws the bottle and runs into the room indicated by the nurse. He sees Olla panicking and tries to help.


"Ah, fortunately the doctor came soon," said Olla relieved. Then explained the child's condition to Abid who was looking at him coldly.


Abid immediately took action until the child was back breathing well.


"Move to the PICU, I'll monitor it live!" Abid says that to the nurse, ignoring Olla.


Not at all heed Olla's existence because of her promise to Dinka. And that's how Abid has been with Olla since she got married.


"Her mother's in the ICU, Bid! He's my responsibility." Olla explained without being asked, even she followed Abid who left this place to the PICU.


"You're a noble heart, Olla." Abid quips. "A doctor should have an attitude like you."


Olla smiled sweetly, hiding a bitter smile and feeling insinuated. She must be patient in dealing with Abid's drastically changed attitude towards her.


"I'm glad you want to help me monitor the condition of Theresia—today. He said he was a disadvantaged child, and with his mother's unconscious state, I intended to take care of him for a while. Not to be praised, only I feel sorry. He has no one."


Abid stopped, took a deep breath, then turned his body to face Olla. "I'm just doing my job as a doctor, about how you are, what to do to whom, no longer my business. You're free to do what you want, Olla!"


Olla flinched, silent, muttered, and sore. Abid was cold and cruel to him. It was so pronounced and so contrasting to treat it. Is this as difficult as this, this second struggle?


"Your rich are free to make me a rich beggar, worthless in the eyes of you and your Mama! You're free to go and leave everything behind just for some ridiculous, absurd reason! I know you're making things up so you can go guiltless!"


Olla was a little happy to hear Abid's anger. There was an unwilling tone and wound in it, but he knew that Abid still did not accept the fact of being dumped by him yesterday. Abid still wants to be persuaded and seduced by her. Abid is not done with him if he keeps bringing up the problem.


While Abid was gone, with great annoyance. Why would he have to interact with Olla again? His promise to Dinka is broken. But he hoped that after this, Olla would no longer dare to approach him. That sentence was cruel enough, right?


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Dinka woke up with the body felt heavy in the abdomen. As he remembered, he fell asleep on the sofa with his hands holding the novel book. The woman's eyes bought for a moment, when she saw Abid hugging her tightly.


"My book ...." He wants to wake up and find his favorite novel. It's dangerous that Abid knows he likes to read teen romance novels.


However, Abid's giant hand just getting stronger wrapped around his stomach. "Don't go anywhere, Din!"


The words were not very clear, but Dinka heard them.


"Day dawn, Mas ... Didn't you wake up?" Dinka. His heart melted not about. Why like this, anyway?


"What time is it coming home?" Dinka. "Wake up, go back to sleep again" he said.


Abid pulls Dinka's hand and puts it on his head. "Here it hurts, Din. Pijet jerk off, can you?"


Dinka. But slowly she massaged gently where Abid felt pain. Abid's head inched into his lap, directing Dinka's hand to all the affected parts until she had to cuddle her face to Dinka's thigh.


"Maas ...."


"Here, Din ... feel your massage" Abid bebal, he pointed the back of the head to the crown. "Yes, that, Din. Keep on, it's delicious."


Abid groans as Dinka massages from shoulder to head. Sick but delicious. He had just finished at 1pm, as more and more fire victims came. Not only Abid, but all medical personnel in the hospital have to work outside their work time.


Obviously Abid was exhausted, his body was sore, and it felt lazy to wake up especially with Dinka in the arms, he suddenly became lazy.


"Udah, Mas .. The dawn is almost over." Dinka.


"Asking for a flashy charger, can you, no? It feels the power of Mas abis .. look!" He showed his limp hands while moving on his back.


"He's on, the guy from last night he won't sleep. Ngarep can miss you, but you sleep. So can only nempel rich lizard doang." Abid excitedly looks at Dinka's red cheeks.


"Fatigue is over, don't do it!" Dinka tried to resist, her body shaking on its own. "Body yuk, later if you've taken a shower."


"Really, yeah! Abis dawn! Don't boong, yeah!" Abid wakes up with a smile on his face. His eyes are still watching Dinka. While Dinka who was free from Abid rushed out of the room, to see the state of the kitchen. He let Abid get ready first.


"Ante why run?!"


Dinka's shocked, "Ace?!"


"Where's hijab? Good thing I muhrim, if not, Ante sin!" Ace glared with a waist-rigged hand.


Dinka forgot, but this is home. Prianya muhrim all, so no problem. "Ih, this leak ...!" Dinka stormed Ace and pinched the cheek of the 1st grader.


"You want to be ustadz, pinter is really his mouth!" Dinka squirms Ace with her hands up to her waist.


"Ih, Ante .. same flirtatious guy! Not good!" Ace backed off and frowned. "No way, yes—"


"Don't repeat!" Dinka chuckles, seeing Ace annoyed that his words were cut just like that. Ace mimicked his Papi who used to use the phrase to advise him.


"So you guys came home last night!"


"Jenna doesn't want to go home, wants to sleep with Ante but is forbidden from Mami! No, Jenna's still fussy and won't sleep." Ace pointed at his Mommy Papa's room on the second floor.


"Oh my God, so sorry." Jen was so cruel that she forbade Jenna to sleep with her.


"She was afraid to disturb Ante the same Om! You guys are making babies, said Mami!" Ace crossed paths, "Will Ante have a baby and forget about us? And Ante also had a son from Om, so since living there, Ante no contact Ace anymore! Ante forgot about us, right?"


Dinka shuts her steps to Jen's room. He looked at Ace and anger on the little boy's face.


"Ante didn't forget, but just past Ante's phone, she said you were sleeping. Ante can't wake up you two—"


"Jenna just keeps crying!" cut Ace ketus. "Bad ante!"


Ace threw his face. While Dinka laughed a little.


"Today Ante's at your same house! We play until we're satisfied .. and Ante kabulin what you two want, okay!" Dinka. His hand stretched out to Ace's front to pit the tos, but Ace was still upset, and replied to the tos half-unwillingly.


"If Ante boong, Ace doain Ante bisulan. In the forehead, let Om be the same as Ante!"


Dinka immediately throbbed fear. His hands were cupped to each other in front of his chest. "Uh, that's scary! Ante scared, Witch Ace ... Please take out the curse! Please, Ante his face is only one, right away, if the whispers later become fit doang!"


Ace was amused to see Dinka's face until she finally laughed as well. "Ante disgusting .. If Om Doctor sees, it must be embarrassing! He was real filtered before the boils grew."


Dinka grabs Ace and hugs the boy tightly. "This little mouth, it's really smart, by the way!"


Ace laughed so hard that it made the house crowded.


While Abid has finished bathing and is waiting for Dinka to get anxious. "Don't tell me, he's cooking until he forgets his promise!"


Abid put on a sarong and left the room, his face vexed with the desire. "Take a look until he forgets!"


However, seeing Dinka joking with Ace until the boy laughed loudly, making Abid stop the step. She sees the real Dinka as Dinka laughs so. Maybe he should be grateful with Olla's retreat and come Dinka. Abid struggles to get Olla closer to Bee, for a thousand unreasonable reasons. Meanwhile, Dinka easily takes his son's heart, although Bee is still reluctant.


In the past, Bee also went to Olla. She doesn't like it, and it takes a long time until Bee accepts Olla. Perhaps, Bee just did not accept when he had received Olla, but instead replaced arbitrarily with a new mama candidate. Abid understood, and he believed it was only a matter of time.


Dinka's laughter stopped at the sight of Abid, but at that very instant, Jenna approached him with a loud roaring cry.


Dinka could only say sorry through the look in her eyes. This situation is out of his control. He didn't mean to disavow his words.


"The body first." Abid tried to make peace. He calmed down. Even though he was shoved until his throat was tight.


"Yes, Mum." Dinka pulls Ace and holds Jenna. "We're going to Ante's room, yuk."


Abid precedes. His face was bent, his lips were manyuning, and it made him look creepy. Even Abid took ablution again.


Dinka rushed to take a shower and prepared with the two children to come to the prayer— they were silent so afraid of Abid.


Jenna did not even dare to move in her position, until the two adult humans finished worshiping.


Jenna's round and large eyeballs continued to stare at Abid who was relentlessly staring at Dinka full of threats.


"Sorry, yes, Mas .. It looks like we have to postpone it until later tonight!" Dinka whispered as she picked up the sarong and prayer mat in Abid's hand.


Abid clucking. "You, the hell, just used an all out show! It's gini, right?"


"I'm sorry, Mas .. I didn't know they were struggling."


Abid clucked again, he said nothing, just changed clothes with a t-shirt and training pants. He had to jog in order not to explode his head. And there, it felt like it couldn't stand it.


He looked at Dinka once more, his head devising a plan. There must have been a time when the kids were off guard. At that time, he will drag Dinka. No matter how short, or what Dinka refuses to do, the mission must be accomplished. Got to!


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