Married the Impotent Widow
The Adorable Pony

Dinka sitting shy. Who doesn't ...? If there was only his mother, Dinka would not hesitate to directly push into the arms of Mama Kira even called him "Mamaira" with a spoiled tone as usual. Yes, Mamaira is the most magical abbreviation the world has ever seen and it belongs to Dinka patent. The abbreviation that broke the heart of his best friend's mother so that he became another child in the super rich family.

Yes, what Ranu has, Dinka has too. Kira always buys two whatever Ranu wants. He had another child who felt he should be equalized. That funny Dinka is. Kira doesn't mind at all.

But on Dinka's side, there appeared a sense of high-heartedness first. But now—especially almost 6 or 7 years ago, he's starting to know what condolence means. Dinka feels complicated. Mamaira is Ranu's mother, his friend, his cocoon-like friend, inseparable, friend forever, and whatever name it is anyway, who is so dear to him, so dear to him, so that it is legitimate for him to receive goods and money given by his best friend's mother.

But etapi .. after Jen snatched her brother from Ranu—Dinka agreed to call it that, Dinka began to retreat. Start to take a little distance. He felt that he was evil when the two women were the children of Mamaira. One loved, one hated even Dinka had wanted his sister's wife was better off dead.

Things get very runyam and Dinka is alone. He lied a lot, played victim, twisted the facts, and felt the most pain himself.

Unable to complain to anyone, Dinka actually felt ostracized because he was the most evil man. In his day, he chose to stay away and take a distance. Luckily, he immediately knew where the right direction was, although to speak softly he could not. He has found another better way, to make things better.

"Ma, this is overkill."

He said so after Kira and he were outside the ER room. Abid was transferred to the VIP room. Again Dinka felt she did not deserve all that.

"You're Mama's son, Dinka .. same rich Jen and Ranu. Yes, yes .. Don't overdo it. And it seems, your husband will be Mama to register with Papa so that he can practice here in full. No need to go to another hospital. Mama will take care of Papa about the contract. Mama won't let you hard, your husband comes here every day until he forgets to go home."

Dinka can do what. Only the elusan on his shoulder he greeted with a hug. "Mama thank you, sorry that Dinka has been making Mama and family difficult! Dinka promises not to be naughty anymore, because, Mas Abid like this must have seen me bring Honey speeding earlier."

Kira laughs. "Try saying this to your Mama, you've got your ass chopped and pinched."

Dinka laughed too. Thas right. But why yes, Mama can't be as patient as Mamaira? Is it because Darren's a good boy, and then there's a wayward kid modeling rich him? What is expected of a girl? A taker? Good boy? Dinka isn't that kid? Don't know, but it feels like, she knows what to do without waiting for Mama's direction. He's not as smart in academia as Darren, but good at selling things. He feels so. And it's totally opposite.

Anyway, look at his Papa who works day and night, dizzy seven hundred roving around but their lives are so-so? The real corporate dak ma'am, and Dinka doesn't want that. Although small, he prefers to be the boss for his own business. He seems to have something he can be proud of. Sweat itself.

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"Why do you think I am?" Dinka was feeding Abid a cut fruit. This giant after fainting his appetite was unbelievably terrifying.

How many plates he had spent alone.

"Admire you, ... what else is it?" Abid. "Can't Mas say that you started loving you after the incident?"

Can ....

"I don't look like I know myself, do I?" Abid sat up straight, still grinning. He must reveal now, otherwise he increasingly does not seem to know himself if later there will be other surprises that arise. "But I've been saying from yesterday, only you're angry constantly."

"Can't you unfortunately? I'm afraid there's still something unfinished." Dinka reveals the facts. Olla's persistence one day must have affected when Abid was on his way to meet him.

"Cannot ... My dear already—"

"But don't want to go out in the dalem either, right? Still have doubts?" The fruit plate was placed Dinka on the table. "Mas hamili me if you love me."

Abid flabbergasted. "But Din ... You're afraid of getting pregnant, right? You also have a rich fear, don't you? Pregnancy is a big process, you suddenly ask to get pregnant after you persistently do not want to be impregnated, right? I remember, loh .. how did you go to Mas at that time."

Maybe Dinka doesn't know what it's like to shoot, but it's forbidden? That's so annoying.

"Udah no, I want to get pregnant and claim Mas Abid completely." Dinka folded her hands on her chest. Staring at Abid was full of determination.

"I'm afraid because I'm afraid of getting karmic, not because of the trauma of being pregnant, Mas."

"So I agree, right? So when's the shot in dalem? But the fertile period is over, and I'm already ahead of mens, maybe next month Mas have extra effort to make me pregnant ... and—"

"You're like this because you want mens ... yes, right?" Abid memorized. He studied it before while still in college. Blocks are so complicated and exhausting to learn.

Dinka counted while raising her eyes up. "It could be, anyway ... But it's not out yet, 'ok."

"It could be that you are already pregnant, Din .. remember yesterday was out twice in—"

"One—"

"No, two ... And it can make you pregnant."

"Huh?"

"Buy the tespack!"

"Mas don't boong!" Dinka. When twice? He only felt once.

"One time, it's possible. I haven't been out on my own in a long time, though." Abid is very confident in the quality of the liquid.

"And the test has to be early in the morning, Mas, so yes still tomorrow morning." Dinka suddenly brightened.

"Yes, I'll ask for the same temen in poly womb let anter come here." Abid took back the fruit on the plate. "Sapuin again!"

"Ck, ask for free mulu." Dinka grabs the plate and throws an upset.

Abid nyengir's. "Hehehe, my wife is the favorite child of the big boss's mistress, surely anything is loved."

Dinka thought of something, then climbed onto Abid's lap, then shook her hips slowly forward and back.

"Why? Wantsome? Before mens, want rations?" Abid sensitizes, while revealing Dinka's instant quadrilateral hijab.

"No, Jen and Darren if the usual name fuck too." Dinka gave the code. In the past, he thought he had done it when his hands were infused, and the smell everywhere was disinfectant. But now, he knew why such an intimate thing could happen. There are things that make them feel close, intimate, and passionate. A new place is always fun for something thrilling.

"Say Jen, let's relax when PMS strikes."

Abid chuckles. "That's a suggestion."

Dinka approached, looking straight at Abid's lips. "I want to prove myself."

Abid's hand clutched his waist, Dinka and exerted into his vitals that had been strained perfectly. "Do it then!"

"Be the nimble bangs spur Mas, Dinka!"

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