Married the Impotent Widow
Let's Finish It Here

"Jeez, Deck!" Darren squealed spontaneously as he just walked into Abid's nursery.

And up ahead, chaos ensues. Dinka is knocked off Abid's lap, with Abid holding Dinka.

"Sorry, I'll just go back."

"Kak—"

"What's the key?" Darren's wrong. His face was red, and his body was sweating. But he's not leaving from there. At least, he should really go see his brother-in-law, right? Or Jen will separate her head and neck with a machete.

Not unappreciated, in the end he stopped corrupting Dinka by saying Abid's infallible ugliness—although some of his engineering and conjecture was just, but he did not have the opportunity to talk alone with Abid. Dan—yah, what for? They seem to get along, then everything is proven today.

Dinka got off the bed with her face down.

"I asked for it." Abid's still that old me to Darren. Even in a better state, he was able to talk casually. Now—at least, she needs something to hide her protruding body parts.

"Everything just happens." Darren tried to understand. "But if you're better—heals why not go home?"

The man sat on the sofa, not far from the bed. Closer it feels unnecessary, anyways the two people look tired, surely they will not be comfortable.

"There's still something to check—"

"Just be careful."

"Yes!"

Darren laughed a little. "I'm sorry if it's not polite, but at least I'm here, face to face. Bumil in the house chatty. He said it was to further our relationship."

Abid put on a relieved smile, which was formal but not perfunctory. Seriously he's relieved. Although of all he should have more effort, but the arrival of his brother-in-law makes him relieved. He'll reply to that later.

"Don't bucket, please!" Dinka's still down. But his voice was very loud interrupting. He was most anti-his brother's behavior who did not know the place, but he should also know himself. Jeez .. I don't know what euphoria makes him want to come Abid said. Lucky they both just warmed up, just fix a little clothes and put down the hood, all is well. Luckily, Abid had not been able to take off the patient's shirt. Otherwise, forgive me geez! Just think about not being brave.

"We won't have a chance—"

"Your wife is usually kepo and her mouth an..jim really!" Dinka. "He likes this business the most, right?"

Darren chuckled until he patted the sofa. "That's your damn thing, Dek!"

Dinka clucked with a lazy and annoyed look. Abid was astonished to see these two brothers. The jahilnya made the awkward atmosphere just go away.

"If you're busy, sneak back in there!" For what, right, Darren here? The man was quite face-down, Abid was fine, just an unnecessary formality. "If you're free, take care of Jenna. Make doang, take care not want!"

"Totally too!" Darren still chuckles. "Cepet healed, Adek-in-law! Brother-in-law back then, let small, brother-in-law has an office, although still hitchhiking in the building of the Father-in-law," he said.

"Not bad .. in addition to the street sweeper, called so it feels more human." Darren from his position is ready to leave. However the door was pushed from the outside, revealing the stunned face of someone with a toddler in his hand.

"He's looking for a doctor who used to take care of him." The words sounded nervous, so Dinka turned her head, and was slowly annoyed. Her mood deteriorated drastically. Oh my God .. why is this? He used to calm down, facing Olla, but now it felt like his hands were itching to tear the woman apart.

Darren stared alternately at Abid, Dinka, and the woman in the white suit. "My sister's husband is still sick, and it's best that the little ones shouldn't come any closer, right? The doctor should know that! Set a good example for the patient! Don't make it so!"

Olla had misbehaved herself. "I don't know what else to do, because he's crying all the time."

Abid grating. What the fuck is this Olla!

"I'm sorry then!" Without waiting for her to be blasphemed more, Olla backed off and excuse me.

Dinka knows what to do. Since these few days, to be honest he was disturbed by the presence of Olla and the child.

"Sir .. this nitip, please dump it in the front bin!" Dinka takes Abid's clothes and puts them in a bag. All of that was Olla's gift. At least, Olla knew where she was in—that was supposed to be.

"okay!" Darren suddenly wants to. There must be something and Dinka needs her help. They are not very rich people, who throw away clothes for no good reason.

The handover is complete, Dinka escorts her sister out.

"Lucky Brother came, if not, he must have been the one who caught you two earlier! And your actions have been far more fucked up than before!" Darren chuckled, Dinka salting and could only grin. "Before the doctor's eyes, right?"

He hung the bag strap on his middle finger. Dinka smiled meaningfully.

"Okay, I'll try! Take care, yeah! Bye ...!"

Dinka waved her face. Relieved at least his eyes no longer saw those things. The rest at home is already packed well, maybe to be returned or donated.

Darren knew it might have been for the doctor, so when he saw the woman's back, he patted her.

"Yes .. uh, sorry, sir."

"I was told to throw this thing away, where's the trash, huh? Which can immediately disappear, because he was afraid this item was found and used by people." Darren showed me the bag in his hand. His face was innocent as smooth as his ignorance.

Olla looked up slightly and could immediately guess. Rere's been moved to the shoulder. "Let me throw it away, sir."

"I'm troubling you, Doctor." Darren grinned with a sigh. "But please throw it away, yes .. I know my sister is distracted by this thing. I mean my disturbed sister-in-law, Dinka, no."

Olla smiled. Just smile. Heart's sore.