HIDDEN WIFE
Leopard?
Alika let out a long sigh hearing Dirga's words that seemed to deliberately insinuate her. She walked up to her husband and stood right at the side of the table, causing Dirga to look at her at a glance, then return to focus on her files.
Alika's eyes lit up emitting anger. Never before had he felt so neglected as now. It was as if Dirga had not heeded his presence.
“Since that woman came into our lives, I feel you no longer expect me.” Alika started to tear up. Especially when looking at the USG photo frame perched on the table.
Alika was about to grab the picture frame, but Dirga more deftly grabbed her hand and grabbed it. Put it in the drawer.
“What the fuck are you?”
“You're the shit? Are you now beginning to expect that woman to replace me as your real wife?”
"You think?" dirga's reply made Alika flinch, the woman's body felt cramped when Dirga looked at her.
"You really have changed."
“You're the one who changed everything, Al. I tried everything I could to survive. But, you alone are pushing me further away.”
Alika will open her mouth to speak, but the door is open. Jeff appeared from behind the door with the map in his hand. The man looked very relaxed, snuck in and put the map on the boss's desk.
"Can't you knock on the door first?" alika asked annoyed with Jeff's attitude which he considered quite presumptuous.
"Sorry, I can't!" answer Jeff did not lose ketus.
Dirga clenched his lips to hold his laughter, seeing Jeff's cold attitude towards Alika, who sometimes managed to make his wife ride apoplexy.
Alika took a deep breath to meet the needs of oxygen in her lungs. The air in the room suddenly thinned with Jeff's presence.
"I'll be waiting for you at home tonight, Dirga!"
Can't bear to be in one place with Jeff, Alika also chose to leave the room. Along the way he kept swearing while taking his cell phone out of the bag to contact someone.
On the other hand, after Alika's departure, Dirga stood up and tidied up some files. Insert into the map and arrange neatly, then grab the suit he hung on the back of the chair. Get out of the room with a very cheerful whistling sound, making Jeff amazed.
Yes, there is a beautiful and gentle creature that has been waiting at home with his favorite rendang.
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Lula arranged the food on the table with a smile that continued to decorate her face. The rumbling in his chest was uncontrollable, which made his hands tremble, even unconsciously pouring water into the glass to overflow. Then laugh at his own stupidity while washing the dining table with a cloth.
How not, Dirga came home with a bouquet of red roses that made Lula's face become reddish. In the past few days, Dirga had been very attentive towards him.
"Mas, it's done!" Lula stared at the staircase at the back of the house.
"Wait, Honey. Little more!" Lula's face was getting red. His heart was pounding hearing the call of love that kept pinned Dirga.
Shortly after, her husband was seen descending from the balcony by passing the staircase. He had just helped Lula dry the washed clothes.
Dirga looked at the dining table excitedly. Seeing the menu that was served made his stomach as if thrashing to be filled immediately. Like a normal married couple, Lula serves her husband at the dinner table. Rendang is Dirga's favorite food and Lula's cuisine feels very delicious down to the neck.
“Why does it taste exactly like my mom's rendang, huh?” dirga asked with a mouth full of food. "If I hadn't known you were cooking, I would have thought you were cooking it."
Lula blushed in shame. "You likey?"
"Like .. it feels so good. I haven't eaten so well for so long."
Lula smiled, her heart flowered to see Dirga eating her cooking voraciously.
“Not yet, Mas,” he answered almost whispered. “I haven't had time to prepare anything.”
“How about this afternoon we buy baby equipment.”
Lula's gaze reflexively led to her husband, then timidly subdued her. She did not know what made her husband change drastically. If it used to be as restrained by Alika, but now he looks more free.
The same thing was felt Dirga, Lula was no longer as cold as an iceberg in the North Pole.
"But don't you have to go back to the office?" ask Lula.
"I'm going to the office after accompanying you shopping," replied Dirga casually. "Yes, you get ready first."
"Alright, but I'll wash the dishes first." Lula stood up and cleaned the dishes, but Dirga took over the task.
"Let me fix the dinner table. You get changed."
One more thing that made Lula gasp. Dirga feels very possessive. He does not allow to do anything he thinks can be draining. Even when Lula was changing clothes, Dirga was busy washing dishes in the kitchen.
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Lula sat on the sofa while occasionally glancing towards the bathroom. From there she could see the shadow of her husband taking a bath.
He chuckled, remembering Dirga who had difficulty washing dishes to make her clothes stained with oil, as well as some dishes and glasses that he broke. It seems like her husband had never washed dishes before. As a result, Dirga had to take a shower because his clothes were quite dirty.
Lula's attention was then fixed by Dirga's mobile phone placed on the table. Since entering the bathroom, it has been more than ten times that the phone rang.
"Mas ... Hape you sound continues." Lula grabbed the flat object and walked towards the bathroom.
"From who?" There was Dirga's voice from within.
Lula stared at the screen of the phone, where a caller's name was written. "I don't know who this is from, Mom."
Shortly after, the bathroom door opened. Dirga came out with a towel wrapped around his waist. Lula instantly took a few steps back, her face flushed red looking at the shape of her husband's belly and chest white field.
He lowered his gaze trying to hide the red hue on his face. "Hape you sound on, Mas. It's been over ten times."
"Who the hell?" ask Dirga who is focusing on drying hair with a small towel. "Who's writing, honey?"
"written ... Leopard!" answered Lula plainly, making Dirga's eyes widen.
"Whoops!"
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