HIDDEN WIFE
Don't Blame Me for Cheating!

“Let me go, Dirga! I'm tired again, next time.” Alika's hand pushed her husband's chest tightly until it shifted from a position that almost overcame him. Alika got up and sat on the edge of the bed, then reattached the buttons of the newly opened shirt with a little force by her husband.

The beautiful woman like the famous model also went from the bed that looked messy after a struggle led to rejection, to the dresser to comb her tangled hair. 

An annoyed, angry and disappointed expression was painted on Dirga's face. For the umpteenth time, Alika refused when she asked for her right as husband. Dirga almost forgot the last time Alika carried out her duties as a wife in bed. 

“When do you have free time for me?"

Alika looked at Dirga through the mirror reflection while combing her long hair. Although can read the look of disappointment on the face of the husband, in fact Alika does not really care.

“You should understand me better, Dirga. I'm tired of working! What is it you can't understand?” 

“Anc ... I never asked you to work. I'm more than capable to make you live comfortably.” Although upset and disappointed, but Dirga always spoke in a gentle tone towards his wife.

Yes, Fergareksa Dirga Mahendra, a 29-year-old man who is an entrepreneur in the field of construction. Of course he can make his wife live comfortably with the property he has. However, having abundant property is actually not enough to make his household far from quarrels.

“I don't want to make a fuss with you. Two hours from my flight schedule.” 

“What, you want out of town again?” Dirga's eyes flashed with anger. His gaze stabbed sharply. “What the fuck are you, Al? Didn't you just come home last week from out of town?” 

“Lusa no Wedding Expo. I've been listing from far away. No way, I'm canceling. This is my great opportunity to introduce myself in the world of WO.” 

Dirga did not think about Alika's departure plan out of town to follow a Wedding Expo event. Because Alika had never told about the plan before.

He breathed in frustration. For several months, Alika did as she pleased. She came and went without thinking about her husband.

“But, Alika .. I also need to spend time with you. I've even forgotten when was the last time you served me!”

“Did you marry me just as a filler in bed?” alika asked as if challenging.

“And how are you? What do you think marriage is? You always reason tired, work, sick and many other reasons to neglect your duties as a wife. Now you want to get out of town without asking permission from me,” said Dirga with a restrained anger.

"Stop, Dirga! Stop!” screeched Alika with mounting anger.

The two remained silent for a while. Dirga took a deep breath before saying,

"Alika .. to be honest, I'm getting tired of you. Remember, don't blame me for cheating!” 

 Dirga also chose to get out of the room by slamming the door hard, so Alika jumped made.

The woman slammed her body in the bed. Dirga's words before leaving the room continued to ring in the ear.

"Remember, don't blame me for cheating!"

"No!" Dirga loves me very much. He will never cheat," murmured Alika reassured herself.

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After a violent quarrel with Alika, Dirga is reluctant to go home, because his return will only lead to a fight. Tonight Dirga chose to rest in Alika's shophouse. 

He entered the three-story building. Just opening the iron door, an unexpected thing suddenly happened. 

Bugh Bugh Bugh 

A series of attacks landed on Dirga's body. The shock left him no time to ask what had happened. All he thought about was the pain from the pounding of the blunt object that was growing worse and stronger. He can only protect his head with both hands. 

“You're looking, you?! Feel this!” shouted a woman in dim lighting— who kept lapping Dirga's back with a broom handle. 

“Stop! What the fuck? Who are you and what are you doing in my wife's shop?” 

Hah wife? This guy is Miss Alika's husband? Lulins.inner Lula. 

The attack suddenly stopped. He was forced to seize the thing that the man used to beat him, throwing him to the floor until it broke into two pieces. Then walk towards the corner of the room in a hurry and turn on the lights. 

A young girl was standing there. Dirga looked at him from the tip of the foot to the tip of the head.

The girl lowered her head, after realizing her mistake was attacking the husband of her boss.

“Ma-sorry, Sir. I'm a new employee here. I was overtime. I think the one that opens the door .. maling.” 

“Enak only you think I'm maling.” Dirga rubbed the part of his body that had been an easy target for the girl. “You just how long does it take to work here?” 

“One week, Sir.” 

“Oh ..” Dirga nodded his head slowly. “Your name?” 

“Lu-Lula,” the answer is stamped. “I'm sorry. Please don't ask Ms. Alika to fire me.” 

Although annoyed, Dirga laughed inwardly after seeing the girl's face looking paled and frightened. Maybe a little bit of a revile would be nice, in retaliation for the surprise attack earlier.

“Why? Are you afraid of losing your job? I will tell my wife, that her employees have dared to beat me with a broom handle until broken,” threatened Dirga as if in earnest.

Lula's heart was racing. He glanced at the broom on the broken floor. "But it wasn't me who broke the broom. It's the dashing father."

"But roughly my wife would trust who more? You or me?"

Lula rubbed the back of her neck that felt cramped. He then clenched his hands in front of his chest.

Forget self-esteem, Lula! You need this job to survive.

"Absolutely, Sir! I'm really sorry" said Lula with teary eyes, which left Dirga chuckling. Coloring the girl was quite comforting to her.

Lula looked at her without blinking, as if Dirga's charming smile was hypnotizing her.

If it's a pretty smile. Miss Alika is lucky to have such a handsome husband.

"Woy! Even daydream."

Lula blinked her eyes, waking from the daydream. Dirga again chuckled at him, for some reason the girl was so adorable to him.

“I will forgive you with one condition.”

"What, Sir?" asked Lula excitedly.

“Don't tell anyone that I'm here. Including my wife.” 

“Ba-good, Sir.”

Dirga then left him to Alika's private room. While Lula was still pecking at where he stood. His eyes followed where Dirga was. His gaze implies a sense of admiration. Never had he met in person with such a handsome man as his boss' husband.

A pointed nose, thick eyebrows and a strong jawline. In addition, Dirga has a high body posture and athleticism.

Lula's forehead was wrinkled when he saw Dirga carrying a paper bag and Lula could see it was several bottles of alcoholic beverages. 

He suddenly shakes.

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