Married the Impotent Widow
He's Not a Prosecutor

"My brother's not a prosecutor, Bid!" Darren sat opposite Abid on the sofa in the room. Bee who is not joined by Honey, Ace, and Jenna is lazily crumbling next to Abid playing the phone. The boy was terrified to see his Papa fainting for a much longer time than usual, so as much as possible keep as close a distance as possible to Abid. He was afraid of losing his father.

Abid smiled shyly. Dinka just walked in to get a bag and went to the salon for treatment. Alone ... without Koko or anyone. Dinka is used to being independent and does not like to be troublesome. Understandably, everyone in their house is working, so it's clear he can't be spoiled.

"He's the relaxed type and accepts what he is, which is really what it is." Darren chuckles to explain the matter of his sister to Abid, maybe not long known to make Abid still feel how the character Dinka so misunderstanding often occurs.

"Principle him, as long as he's human, that his girlfriend doesn't need to be perfect. Unless he's already an angel, he can demand his partner as perfect as possible."

Abid laughed when he heard that. Dinka's too low. Indeed, Dinka is not a baby face, but includes being seen young from an actual age. Sweet, if beautiful is excessive, and Abid is comfortable with Dinka. Merely, indeed this Dinka is in contact with the conglomerate, its rich aura so infectious. Abid feels small because the monthly money for Dinka alone does not reach half of Dinka's income from Pet shop and Pet hotels. Not from his Mama, not from Darren and Jen, not suddenly the transfer of "spare money" from his Mamaira, even sometimes there is a strange chat from Papa Harris that sounds: Duh wrong pitcher account number, mamaira, Din's.

And when Dinka wanted to return, Papa Harris said, make an odading buy.

Jaga ... 20 million buy odading same factory what?

Given that, Abid could only be fixated. Yes, although Dinka never showed all the chat, but Abid always read it at the wrong time. Dinka's a forgetful, remember?

"So, if you haven't been able to drive because of your trauma, don't have to be forced."

Darren's voice keeps Abid back from all the reverie going to Dinka.

"My brother is relaxed. You can't, my brother can and vice versa. But that doesn't mean he can't be spoiled! Get ready to go crazy if he takes the pot! Nih, lo two children .. nothing is as potent as Dinka."

Abid understands. Now, he has to protect Dinka, keep her from anything. Although the feeling is far below Dinka is still difficult to lose, but he will try. Abid may be a doctor, but the Doctor is still at the bottom level.

"Healthy, hospitals need the power of your rich doctor!" Darren knows a little, because he's always Jen's guardian for meetings there.

"As for higher wives in every way, I've been wondering how it feels .. but I made a compromise with her. Dinka is only a quarter of what Jen has and you can imagine how insecure I am, right?"

God, Abid doesn't know about that. Because he met Darren when he was one of the entrepreneurs who counted his class. Darren's history, Abid is completely blind.

But maybe he can learn. From now on he must learn.

***

"There's no simulation of what it's like to have a normal body, huh, Doc?"

The salon? Ck, not Dinka if not smart to find an alibi. From morning on he was restless looking for a way to get out of the house without any control. And what a coincidence, Jen gave way when she was deadlocked. Uh, thanks Jen!

The doctor who handled it was a woman of Abid's age, patient, and gentle he said, not impressed patronizing, even answering casually even though Dinka's question was very silly.

Doctor Tiwi smiled hearing that, "there's only you, Din!"

He shook his head and stopped his hand that was writing the results of Dinka's examination this time.

His gaze turned to Dinka who was waiting for her answer patiently.

"Nothing, Dinka! There is a similar feeling. Have you ever had PMS cramps?"

Dinka.

"Constipation?"

Ever, but what rich? Dinka can't remember it exactly. Dinka's life was too easy, never seriously ill, mens just plain, no bad mood or anything, just the plate. Heartache never did either. Other than losing Myung, nothing can make him sick really. He avoids his name pain, both literal and figurative.

Even after marriage, she often felt sick. Slap her ex husband, for example. Uh, really hurt yesterday, yak!

Doctor Tiwi is inexhaustible with Dinka's way of thinking. "If you are afraid to make it hard, SC, Din. Then take the most expensive, two hours already can walk. Rich Kate Midleton is instantly beautiful and sleek. Back to the re-form.c

"Those who are not normal are not real mothers, Doc?" Dinka expressed her fear. "Maybe it's as good as it is, or as safe as it is, or it could be as sweet as a wood" he continued slightly mengelesikannya seriousness.

Doctor Tiwi could no longer hold back her laughter. "Oh my goodness, Dinka. Can you make that statement?"

"Hypno aja, Doc .. it's kind of good from the two above." Dinka. Fear brought him here every two weeks, alternating with the other doctor.

"Can. The class was already being read to by Miss Ranu."

Dinka. "Ranu?"

"Obsually, call me?" Ranu appears out of nowhere and sits in front of Dinka and pulls Dinka into her arms with her adorable belly while pregnant.

"Kok you came home, Ran? What's the job there? Kan kam—

"I don't want to work ah, good money Papa runs out with you!" He chuckled softly and raised both eyebrows.

"One of them is by inviting you to shop for baby clothes!" Ranu pulls Dinka's hand until the two stop at the parking lot. "Select everything you want, Papa says whatever you want to buy!"

Dinka still ha ho saw this sudden quick incident. Ranu is really Ranu right? Very different from Ranu who used to be when he was in Switzerland. Or just a cloned body. Why the hell, Ranu back and forth Indo-Swiss rich Switzerland is a complex next door?