Married the Impotent Widow
Hugging Happy

"It's exhausting, yeah!"

Dinka said, next to Abid who just met Olla.

The couple looked at each other and smiled, although Abid had time to find Dinka suddenly appeared next to him.

"Mas just wants Olla to stop, Din."

"Mas cares about Olla, yeah." Dinka laughed a little. While Abid was stunned.

Care about how? Obviously he didn't care about Olla. He was finishing up business with Olla which according to his side had finished. Just wanted to explain it clearly.

"Mas is afraid that Mbak Olla will get sick if he keeps coming and hoping."

"What do you mean?" The Abid must remember, the pregnant woman is sensi, and the woman is always right. He had to be careful, or his world would be split apart.

"Let Sister Olla with her wish, Mas. Don't tell him to stop, because it looks like he cares. Mas is afraid Mbak Olla hurt and disappointed if he continues to expect Mas. Just let him do what he thinks is right."

The gazes of the two locked onto each other for quite some time. Abid is digesting. And strangely, Dinka was suddenly ingenious, while she became a little slow. Wait... what when making love the contents of the brain are exchanged? Or does Abid's intelligence dissolve in his fluid, and transfer through their bodily relationships? Wow, that's bad then!

"But I don't mean to be rich. I mean, let's not let us get pestered by Olla anymore. I don't care" Abid said carefully. He tried digging again, was it true he said that.

"Yes, I don't mean it but Ma'am Olla feels that Mas still cares. The purpose he keeps coming right, let the same dinotice Mas, then you guys have access to talk, then approach again slowly in an awkward way, slowly accept, and finally ... there may be more and more open hearts."

About the relationship, Abid is stiff and not too know. Only, perhaps, is he faithful.

Dinka learned a lot despite never being in a relationship. Of all the troubled people around him.

"Mas can't be that rich, Dinka. I'm afraid you're thinking because I'm with Olla at work. I'm just keeping your feelings." Abid pulls Dinka, persuading her to be sure of him.

"Thank you, but I'm not that good, I'm, Mom." Dinka smiles. "Mas is quite unresponsive to Ms. Olla, and do not engage in a chat that is too close and personal with her. If it is finished, yes, it is finished Mas version. Anyway, Sister Olla who completed the relationship between you, so it is not the obligation of Mas to keep Mbak Olla from living Mas."

"She's gone when you've got a bond, and going again isn't a hard thing, is it? You guys have nothing to do but ex."

Okay fine! So he wants Dinka so he doesn't talk to himself about them anymore. Good. Abid could once. And well, he was afraid that Dinka would just be annoyed. The rest is not there, but if indeed Olla thinks she cares just for asking to stop, okay ... Abid will stop.

Dinka's right, the logic goes in Abid's head.

"So Olla doesn't matter to you even she's hanging out in front of your eyes?" It needs to be made clear, and this revelation Abid will remember.

"I can consider him a virus if I want to." Dinka laughs.

"You're amazing." Abid kissed his wife's forehead and hugged her tightly. Ah, indeed the best prepared last. And he doesn't regret having to leave Olla to get a replacement like Dinka. The strong and his love is not blind.

"The usual gas is outside."

Abid laughed as he kissed the side of Dinka's ear. "Not again now, let your womb be full of liquid Mas."

"Jen, I don't mind if I take a break, Mom."

Abid takes off the hug, worried that Dinka is uncomfortable. Could be because of a lot of things, especially his embrace just now.

Dinka bites her lips, avoiding Abid's gaze at her. "Pengen the anguish."

"What?" Abid thought about the cold rain tonight. Maybe some kind of ginger wedang. Pregnant women usually love this traditional drink.

"Make for example." Dinka folded lips. Maybe in addition to being a bit sliding, Dinka does like to frontal express her wishes. Yeah, he's tired if he has to use the code.

Abid chuckles. "Mas has to meet Jen's sister as big boss first. Minimum deposit, because if transfer deposit, money Mas serinya limited."

"Together, all farewell. Abis it Mas will angeltin you use a litre of liquid anget belongs to Mas."

Although Dinka expects Abid to do that to her, she still blushes and gets hot on the cheek. However, she immediately took her husband's hand leaving the place.

"Well, it turns out to be this excited pregnant, yeah." Dinka. And, crazier, she sedoyan it on her husband's bird. That instant on the unification of the body that he thought—was, disgusting.

So, if you know what it feels like, addiction is the result.

Then, who was to blame if he became such a maniac?

"Your stomach is distended very slowly, yes." Hours after Jen's show, Dinka has also had numerous body relations with Abid.

Now Abid's hand rubbed his stomach, which was like a small bundle that grew.

"Eat you a lot, but the body is still this flat," Abid commented as he kissed Dinka's open shoulder. While Abid was fit after drinking cold lemon water, Dinka was exhausted. At least three times they repeated, and Dinka slowly began to get sleepy.

"He's a girl, isn't he?" Abid held his head and looked at Dinka. "Feeling I'm a girl" he continued.

"Why is it, Mas?" Maybe the request had something to do with Bee.

"It's funny that there's another girl among us." Abid chuckles. "Honey said you like to glare when I talk to women other than our family."

"It's natural that love is jealous, Mas. I again mastiin your eyes do not see a chest larger than me." Dinka tilts and nudges into Abid's arms.

Abid chuckles. "A large and snug piece in the hand, Dinka. Mas's taste is cute and pu tingnya big."

Dinka's hand pinched Abid's stomach. It used to be that she was embarrassed to see her big pu ting su shape and she had to cover it with a special pad so as not to be printed. But later he was proud because the shape made it easier for him to finish his son later.

"You know what you lack?" Abid asked.

Dinka. His chest was pounding incoherently. Whatisit?

"More than not just calling it darling. Though Mas wants to call you so," replied Abid half containing a plea. He had to hold back on release by still calling Dinka's name alone without any frills dear.

Very nice actually, definitely delicious and plong.

"Honestly, Mas never called Olla or Nara even with the name Darling," he admitted.

"Olla just Olla, and Nara's the Deck." Abid continued. Nara is her underclassman. Just laugh at the class until they get married. Nara was happy with the call.

Dinka smiled amusedly. "Try calling that."

"Itsn ...." Abid sighed a little. "Dinka unfortunately Mas Abid."

Dinka chuckled, feeling funny as well as amused. "okay ... But don't fit this right in front of people, afraid of vomiting people are horrified."

Abid sparkling. "Each commander."

"When we go to Nara's house, yeah, Mas. I want to meet him."

Abid surprised. "okay ...."

Olla had already lost how many levels to Dinka about some things? Olla is only smart and visionary, not tolerant of people's past. Even she's her own lover. Uh, lucky right, she's married to Dinka, who despite being ordinary but her specs are amazing.

And they both seem unworthy of comparison. Dinka can take him flying and shorten several stages to get to his current position. Her life is made easier, her path is smoothed, and that's because she married Dinka.