HIDDEN WIFE
Who's Azka?

"Answer, Dirga! Why are you quiet?" The corner of Mama Diana's eyes frowned waiting for the answer from her son.

Dirga took a deep breath. Seemed confused in choosing the right sentence to give an explanation to the mother.

"Yes, Mah. Alika asks that I leave Lula after her child is born. In addition, Alika also wants to demand custody of her child."

Mama Diana's eyes glared sharply. The answer Dirga gave made the middle-aged woman feel furious.

"Your wife is crazy! But you're not just doing it, are you?"

Dirga jerked. He lowered his head.

"Alika threatened suicide at that time and I had no choice."

Mama Diana's anger towards Alika was growing until it felt through the crown.

"And you were forced to promise and agree to his wishes?"

"What do I do, Mah?" Dirga looked frustrated. Gaze at a box where the baby is lying. He did not want to sacrifice Lula or her son again.

Mama Diana rubbed her son's shoulder. "That's enough, son! You have sacrificed too much for Alika. When will you survive?" Clear liquid started to pool in the woman's eyeball. "Alika is not the right woman for you to make a wife. Now you've got a reason to get away from him because there are two people you have to protect."

"Mrs ..."

"Enough, Dirga! Alika binds you to Azka's fatal mistake and it's not fair to you."

"What Brother Azka did was also unfair to Alika. Can't the debt of life be paid only by life, Mah?"

And, Dirga's words also managed to silence Mama Diana. It's an indisputable answer.

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Dirga walked through the hallways of the hospital that looked silent. She had just returned after taking Mama Diana home. Dirga also took the time to go home to shower and change clothes. Luckily Alika was not at home, so Dirga could freely return to the hospital.

He accelerated his footsteps towards the room where Lula was now. A few hours ago, his wife was transferred to a post-mortem treatment room.

As soon as she entered the room, Lula appeared to be nursing her baby. Making Dirga stop at the doorway and throw a glance in the other direction.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know you were ..."

Lula who was shocked by her husband's arrival immediately confirmed her position. Closing her exposed chest with clothes, leaving a slight gap for her baby.

"It's okay, Mom. Come inside!"

"Oh, yes .. I bought some food for you."

"thank you. Just keep it at the table first."

Dirga stepped in, put the canteen on the table, then dropped his body on the sofa. Quiet for a moment to unravel the fatigue that wrapped his body. It was a very exhausting day for him.

Taking the phone out of her pants pocket, Dirga exhaled a rough breath as she saw dozens of missed calls from Alika.

"What else do you want?" muttered annoyed while turning off the phone and just putting it on his side.

Not long after, Lula had finished breastfeeding her baby. When he was about to get up to be able to sit leaning back, he suddenly hissed. The former stitches still leave pain if his body moves a little.

"Why you?" asked Dirga who immediately approached his wife.

"I'm gonna sit down, Mom. But if there's a lot of motion, the stitches hurt."

"Oh, can I help you?"

Lula nodded in response. So Dirga justifies the pillow and helps the wife find a comfortable sitting position.

"Is this comfortable?"

"Bantal is another one."

Dirga also put two pillows on his wife's back to be able to lean.

"Thank you" said Lula, making Dirga smile.

Then glanced at the tiny baby who was sleeping. His finger rubbed the little baby's cheeks that looked rosy. "Do you have a name for him?"

Dirga stroked his wife's face. Suddenly he looks sad. Feeling guilty for neglecting his responsibilities during pregnancy as a husband and father-to-be. He never even took the time to talk about a name that would be suitable for his son.

"I'm sorry, because for a few months you were pregnant alone. We should've had a few choice names for him."

"It's okay. We still have plenty of time to think of names." Lula looked at her husband. "Oh, yeah .. Where did you end up?"

"Mama's antar, keep coming home to take a shower and get changed."

They look at each other. Dirga grabbed his wife's fingers and kissed the back of his hand.

"Is your mom angry?"

Dirga shook his head, accompanied by a faint smile. "No. I explained everything and my mom understood. My mom also sends her greetings to you. He said he'll be here again tomorrow to accompany you."

Lula nodded slowly. He seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. She thought Mama Diana would be very angry with their marriage and rejected her as a daughter-in-law. It turned out that Mama Diana was supporting him.

"Mas ... there's actually something important I want to talk to you about."

Lula's face looked flat and solemn, making Dirga ask inwardly.

"What?"

"But, can you move him first to his box?"

"Can."

Dirga lifted the little baby's body very carefully and laid it in the baby box. Then sit down near Lula.

"So what serious thing to talk about?"

Lula was silent for a moment, then looked inside her husband's face.

"I know I shouldn't ask this. But ..." Lula paused her words with a sigh. As if looking for the right words.

"What do you want to ask?" dirga asked after Lula was silent.

"Mas ... Who is azka?"

Dirga's eyebrows are linked to each other. He looked surprised to hear the question.

"Who did you hear that name from?"

"Jawab first, Mas! Who is azka?"

Now even Dirga who fell silent. His gaze was nilar and Lula could see the sadness there.

"Azka is my sister. He died in an accident almost two years ago."

Lula's eyes widened to hear her husband's words and that second, a clear liquid filled her eyeballs.

"Accident?"

"Yes." Yeah."

Lula took off her husband's hand and rubbed the back of his neck. The air in the room suddenly felt cold.

"You haven't answered, how do you know about Azka?" tanya Dirga makes Lula flutter.

"Ec ... No. gabe. I often heard his name when news of Mahendra's family appeared on TV. But I didn't know he was your brother."

"Before he died, Azka ran the papa company."

Lula tried to neutralize her feelings. "May I ask you one more thing?"

"Can."

"But would you be honest if I asked you this?" tanya Lula looked doubtful.

Dirga nodded again, so Lula took a deep breath. She needed to strengthen her heart to hear the answer from her husband.

"Do you really love Miss Alika?"

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