Happy After Divorce

CHAPTER 40. TERMS

If indeed Damar-former husband has an imperfect ******* with less amount, this is a very precise reason why he did not get pregnant. Five years they both live married life, which is always required to be perfect is Dinar. Question after question offends Dinar, starting from when pregnant, why not pregnant, does not have the intention to have children, to whispers if most likely Dinar is a barren woman. Most insulting Dinar is when Anjani-infidelity Damar declared pregnant, until Damar can degrade Dinar.

In fact, the mistake did not come from Dinar, then if Damar was infertile. Whose child was in Anjani's womb? The dinar was made to wonder.

"Ugh. That's none of your business, Dinar. Don't make yourself dizzy by such trivial things, just think of it as karma from traitors and scornful words from Damar. Now he got the stone," murmured Dinar softly, Dinar's hand moved quickly to small incisions on both sides of his shoulder.

GECK! GECK!

"Non Dinar! Can I come in?"

The dinar looked towards the closed door of the room, it was only able to give a rough sigh.

"Yes, please come in!" the Dinar is pretty loud.

The creaking of the open door could be captured clearly by Dinar's sense of hearing, the middle-aged woman entered with two maids. To be honest, Dinar feels he is back to living in the world he once left behind. Full service glamorous life, where at that time he was still living happily with both parents. The life that was then so beautiful, without Dinar knowing. That the father never loved his mother, where the marriage plays out. As well as playing house-to-house between his father and mother, everything was chaotic when his father died.

That's when the heart of Amar is no longer stifled, no longer playing cat-slinging. He showed his fangs, his real stripes. Amar married Anggun because of inheritance, Anggun kidung love for the husband. Ending up begging at Amar's feet not to be left behind, the house-house game crumbles into dust instantly.

"Money!" a gentle pat on Dinar's shoulder resuscitated this beautiful woman if she was too far away from daydreaming.

"Oh? Ah, yes. What's up, Bik?" asked the dazed-looking Dinar.

Sumi reviews the gentle smile on the woman loved by her young master, until being kidnapped to the long-empty mansion. Dragging Sumi to take care of the needs of Dinar, this lady and polite one.

"His bathtub with warm water is finished, Non Dinar can shower now. Does dinner have to be served now or soon?" Sumi explained that her task was done, and asked about dinner for pregnant women this one.

Dinar let out a heavy sigh, Dinar was used to moving on his own. Without having to be served like this again, it felt a little foreign to Dinar lakoni. Just sitting and being served by the people inside the mansion, he could only watch television or read in the library when boredom struck.

"Please serve after I have finished the bath, Bik," replied Dinar, before rising from his sitting position.

Sumi nodded her head in understanding, and said again, "There will be a Louis family doctor who will come to check on the condition of Non Dinar and the fetus in the Non Dinar womb. The young master asked Bibik to tell him the same, Non."

Dinar nodded at a glance, how else. Mark is not an easy opponent for Dinar to argue, let alone Mark having strong evidence. If the child in his womb is a descendant of the Loius family, Dinar can only resign at this time. Most likely going back to talking to Mark about his current whereabouts, Dinar doesn't like being locked up like this. It was like a bird in a golden cage.

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"Mbak Elsa don't, look at Dinar like that. Making Dinar uncomfortable to look at like that, Ma'am!" Mark gave his brother a warning.

Elsa glanced back at Mark, and a small clack. "Don't want to be with him, Dinar. She is my sister but her character is not really for marriage, you take it easy I support you. He is not the ideal husband type," said Elsa made Mark suddenly glared angrily.

"Well, as the fetus looks healthy. Well, she's pretty sorry to have a dad like you, Mark," Elsa's scorn makes Mark even more upset.

"Yes, yes, yes, it's up to Miss Elsa to say what. The important thing is that I'm his father, that's more than enough" Mark said, grabbing Dinar's hand.

Elsa clucked in annoyance, she grabbed a 4D printed photo. Rich people are different, Elsa tidied up the equipment she brought, with the hand code of two assistants Elsa helped to improve. Another one was seen moving the ultrasound device towards the outside door, Mark had no idea the older brother could put on a serious expression, other than a mischievous expression.

"So, when are you getting married?" Elsa glanced at Dinar and Mark alternately.

"Quickly," said Mark first. "Say Mama and Papa, maybe after my son was born. The wedding dress will make Dinar difficult" continued Mark, enthusiastically. No matter if Dinar agrees or not, he will still marry Dinar.

The dinar furrowed its eyebrows, sitting slowly from its supine position. Elsa chuckles a little, she even willingly intervenes to check the condition of Dinar, her mother had nagged Mark. Mark explained the situation and conditions, how else. Both mother and father gave up all decisions on Mark, both apparently traumatized by the death of the eldest.

To release whatever the youngest wants, as long as the youngest is happy. Their son is only Mark one, nothing else. Two daughters have been married and working, Mark is just like the father, stubborn.

"Oh that, you pay my team that goes down. Pay cast don't transfer, there pay!" push Elsa over, pushing Mark's shoulder down from the bed.

Mark medumel small, he still stepped out of the room that Dinar lived in. Now only two women of different ages in there, Elsa who looks ignorant when with the bontot without being so mature. He smiled gently at Dinar, a little Elsa knew the problem of Dinar and Mark. Because the mother told what happened, whether it was to Elsa or Windi.

"It must be hard, facing Mark. He is so stubborn and authoritarian. But even so, Mark is a good son, sister, and man. He loved our first brother so much, and vice versa. However, seeing the Mas that he loved the most was dying because of women. He made a crazy decision, even so. Mark is not a man who likes to cheat here and there, all relationships that are lived there is no attachment status. Both of our parents were dizzy when Mark said he wanted to marry a woman with a serious face. Mama and Papa are happy" Elsa explained what she and her family felt for Dinar.

Dinar just silently listened, diluting his aunt. Indirectly Elsa said that Mark was serious about Dinar.

"We've all heard about Dinar's life, it must be hard to trust Mark. Dinar need not be afraid. Mark won't, not only will I guarantee. But all of our family members dare to vouch for him" Elsa continued.

Elsa's hand slowly grasped Dinar's hand, patting the small back of Dinar's hand.

"I, besides a widow, have a sick mother. I wanted to take care of my mother directly, all this time I couldn't bring my mother to live with me. Because my ex-husband never agreed, if Mark, Miss Elsa, and the rest of the family agreed to bring in my mother lived in the same house as me. I will also agree to accept Mark," Dinar said hesitantly.

Damar really does not like that Dinar brought Anggun out of the RSJ, every talk about it. Damar will be immediately upset, for Damar himself. Her mother-in-law should have stayed there, she didn't want to live in a house with a madman. Let alone to know who Damar, Dinar only his biological son Anggun, not remembered at all. Especially if the pain relapses, Anggun yells unclear. And roaring loudly, Damar felt it was disturbing.

Elsa smears a smile. "That's too easy to be granted, Dinar. You should just ask for stock rights, let Mark directly modar, hihi...." Elsa is giggling.

Dinar is too simple according to Elsa's observation, Mark will certainly be able to handle things that easily. What is wrong, even crazy people will be fine when they are treated like ordinary people and given love.

Seriate...