Married the Impotent Widow
Ngidam Tofu Round the Same Gedenya

"Ngidam dong, Darling ...!" Abid whines because he has stepped on four months of gestation, Dinka shows no signs of cravings at all.

Tomorrow there will be thanksgiving and recitation for the 4-monthly event. Dinka was busy looking at the preparations at home. The event was held at home, simply and Mama Resti wanted the event to be more intimate and sacred. Just inviting a large family is also an important colleague just—family Dirgantara means.

He sat on the sofa, snacking on boiled beans, picked directly in Darren's garden. The meticulous had to be Darren, and his brother was nagging all morning just because he had to drive dawn to a plantation that was very far away.

"Lo pregnant with your husband, why should I repotin me, anyway!" namel Darren handed over a bag full of peanuts that were still full of soil. Her face was creepy and sour until the tea that Dinka drank this morning was stale.

Then the man looked at Dinka's stomach with an unusually irritated delicacy. "Still aer is also troublesome! Come out later, we make the calculations! First time you have to meet me! Denger baek-baek, yeah!"

Dinka pursed her lips holding back the tickle. Her brother had been suddenly fierce since Jen had become so spoiled lately. He's exhausted, stressed and depressed. Dinka saw that, but could do nothing.

"Remember your kids troubled me all this time, yeah .. It's just peanuts, Ren! It's so much the same for me!"

And Darren just snorted before going bidding to Abid's parents. Surprisingly, Darren was the sumringah when talking to them.

Abid knows that Dinka wants Darren to fulfill his craving, so he is jealous. Already to the level of spite that it feels very eager to punch Darren because there is no discussion with him first about this.

Now he forced the mother of his son to cravings that only he could obey.

Unfortunately I can't.

"Mas Abid help put the writing on that wall! I don't need a ladder for that!" Just plain writing, but it looks hard. Dinka. "I want a Mas that's a masse."

Abid threw away his face. "That's their business, and your baby doesn't really want me to."

Dinka grabs Abid's arm sitting by his side. He stared at the pea skin that had been on Abid's lap since he first peeled.

"Another husband is sprained if his wife craves strangely! It should be fun."

"I don't think you're serious about being your husband." Abid dongkol's. Gosh darn. He knew Dinka wasn't like that, just being sensitive to her at the moment.

"I think first, deh .. want to crave what. I don't want anything so far." Dinka took off her hand and went back to peeling the beans.

Dinka cocks the ears by chewing the nuts hard. "Mas want me to open it? Nice nuts sweet, rich me."

He thrust the bean seeds in front of Abid who was immediately pushed slowly by Abid.

"You want rings? A car? The head of Dedy Corbuzier? Or punk kid's hairpins?"

Dinka. "You're just plain clumsy, Mas .. resting on busy."

Dinka placed her foot on Abid's groin, moving her thumb toward Abid's organ. "I crave it well, enough to strengthen my stamina. I do not know about it."

Abid flabbergasted. Not he was surprised, but Dinka's voice was not slow, so there—segermany of humans who decorate the living room, heard and compact quit his job. As in command, they look at each other and move.

"Mas don't want to? Don't want to be delicious? Easy, crav me that one." Dinka raises her eyebrows, then gropes Abid's chest, making Abid swallow.

"Let's genepin 6 times 24 hours, let's richly drink paracetamol. It's taken once every 4 hours, if the heat hasn't gone down."

The men's laughter caused Abid to silence Dinka's mouth. Jeez ... Dinka you're secretly rich in gini, anyway? Sagne is the man.

Without Babibu, Abid carries Dinka to his room. Geez, what a shame Abid is in roasting his own bini.

"Sir, finish the pea skin on the couch!" shouts Abid who invites astonishment from the inhabitants of the kitchen.

"They want to fight mechanics, don't be surprised anymore! Abid gets rich crazy, every holiday!" Resti broke everyone's astonishment. What else is covered? The behavior of his son is too obvious, less subtle to make an alibi.

The mama in question included the nanny Bee and Honey just took a breath. They think of nothing but inexhaustible thoughts. Are not tired they so continue. It's worth the shampoo so wasteful lately, they're both culprits it turns out.

"Tomorrow Ma'am Dinka told me to cut my hair, Ms. .. I am tired of having to go back and forth to buy shampoo, especially Mas Abid."

Resti laughed out loud. "Later I have a lot of stock. They are again trying to make the flow smoothly. It's okay."

They just respond. How else to face the couple so bucin besides caving and understanding.