HIDDEN WIFE
Conditional Wedding.

Since the incident that night, Lula resigned from Alika's Wedding Organizer. Dirga also contacted him several times because of guilt and wanted to redeem by providing compensation in the form of some money, but Lula continued to refuse because she did not want her pride trampled by money. 

Two months passed quickly without any communication between Dirga and Lula. Lula seemed to disappear into the earth. During that time Dirga continued to be haunted by guilt that sometimes had a bad impact on his daily life. He gets angry easily and is quiet. Not infrequently it becomes a trigger for a fight with Alika. 

That afternoon in an office building ... 

Dirga and several co-workers were walking towards the lobby. This afternoon they had an important meeting with a client at a fancy restaurant. However, as he was about to pass through the automatic glass door, his gaze was shifted to the figure of the girl standing not far from him. 

“Lula?”

Dirga sculpting, as well as Lula. The girl lowered her gaze.

Shame ....

Dirga glanced at the few co-workers standing by his side. “Sorry, I have a moment's business. You can leave first, later I follow.” 

“Good, Sir,” replied one of the men in between. 

After the departure of several colleagues, Dirga approached Lula, which made the woman look at him briefly, then lowered her head again. Seen some people who were in the lobby whispering to each other while looking at him questioningly. 

“There's something I need to talk about, Sir.” 

Dirga nodded his head. “Can come to my room? Not good here, a lot of staff are looking.” 

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Lula has not been able to stem the flood of tears since thirty minutes ago. His hands trembled firmly grasping the cushion of the chair that was within his lap. How not, he was determined to come to Dirga with something that was never in the plan at all. 

Pregnancy ... 

That fateful night had sprouted the seeds of new life in her womb. How Lula could bear it alone, while she was just a single girl who had not found a job. Because after stopping working from Alika's Wedding Organizer, he never got another job.

“Lula ... Sorry if I was sassy. But are you sure the fetus you carry is my child?” 

As if Dirga had doused salt water on the gaping wound, Lula felt an immeasurable pain. He dared to look at Dirga with tears.

“What do you mean by Father? I want to cheat you, so?” 

“Sorry, not so.”

Lula put the pillow to the chair with resignation, then wiped her tears. “I don't want to happen like this either. Then I have to what?” 

Dirga rubbed his face to unravel the frustration that suddenly paralyzed his senses. She wanted a child, but not with anyone else, but with Alika who was her legal wife.

“Lula ... You know I'm married and I love Alika very much. I cannot get married again. Can you abort the fetus in your womb?” 

Like being struck by lightning, Lula's body trembled even more. Nothing could be said of his lips. Only tears could describe how devastated she felt. 

“You rest easy, I'll give you whatever you want. Money, house, car, I'll give it all to you. But I can't marry you.” 

Lula rubbed the melted tears on her cheeks, the rejection creating pain like being slashed by a sharp dagger. Instead of being responsible, Dirga even asked him to abort the fetus in his womb. 

“Sorry, Sir. I think I made a mistake by coming here. Forget what I said. Assume I have never been here and nothing has ever happened between us.” He stood up and just walked out of the room. Dirga tried to catch up to him, but Lula quickly got into the elevator. 

Not wanting to happen anything worse, he chased by using another elevator. Arriving at the office lobby, Dirga accelerated when Lula was about to get out.

"Lula!" call Dirga make Lula's steps stop.

Dirga walked towards Lula, which made the gazes of some staff lead to her, but this time Dirga did not seem so concerned.

"Let's talk, but not here."

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private room is a fine restaurant not far from the office. Dirga chose to speak in a closed place so that no one would listen to the secret talk.

“As a responsible man, I will marry you.” Dirga opened her voice, making Lula dare to look at her.

Lula remained silent. His fingers squeezed into each other under the table. He just stared at the man sitting before him flatly without expression. 

“But I have one application and I hope you understand."

Lula was silent.

"I will only marry you in series and our marital status should not be known to people. Including Alika and my extended family,”. "I'm sorry, Lula. You know I love Alika so much and I can't hurt her with our marriage."

"Good, Sir. I understand."

Although relieved, but the guilt that shackled Dirga's heart was getting bigger against Lula.

Through an agreement, Dirga married Lula secretly without the permission of Alika and her extended family.  

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Time shows at eleven p.m. when Dirga arrives home after performing her secret marriage to Lula.

One thing that surprised Dirga, for the first time Alika welcomed his return.

"Where have you been? Why did you just come home at this hour?" ask Alika.

"I have an important meeting and it can't be postponed." Dirga took off the suit and shirt that wrapped her body, then put it in the basket of dirty clothes, then went into the bathroom without glancing at Alika in the slightest.

Alika also felt strange with the cold attitude of her husband. The woman looked at her reflection in the mirror. Very beautiful and sexy in a thin lingerie that shows the perfect curves of her body.

Shortly after, Dirga came out of the bathroom with a white towel wrapped around her waist. He went into the closet and put on his pajama suit.

Alika immediately approached and hugged him from behind.

"I agreed to have a child" Alika said.

Dirga was stunned to hear Alika's words, but did not dare to look into her eyes. "I don't think you want any children between us."

"Now I want it, Dirga. You're right, the household feels empty without the presence of a child."

At the very least, with the child among us, I can bind you forever.

She walked in front of her husband. Hugging, kissing the cheeks and lips repeatedly.

"I'm ready," whispered Alika affectionately and seductively.

Dirga took a deep breath. Taking off Alika's hand that encircled her body.

"Sorry, Al ... Now I'm so tired. Next time, yes." Without waiting for an answer from Alika, Dirga went to the bed and laid her body back. Pull the blanket up to the neckline.

Realizing her husband's strange gurgle, Alika looked suspiciously at him. Even Dirga was not at all tempted by his seduction. It's futile to dress up pretty and use thin lingerie.

What happened to Dirga? This is the first time he has rejected me.

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