HIDDEN WIFE
Caught!

That afternoon, no matter how many times Lula went out and went into the bathroom because of nausea to feel weak. His face looked pale. This pregnancy tortured her enough.

After washing the face with water, hold on to the sink. Looking at her reflection through the mirror.

Very sad! Marriage with Dirga does not make her life happy. On the contrary, he felt abandoned.

With weak steps, he was about to get out of the bathroom. However, accidentally his foot stumbled. Lula fell down until her stomach hit the floor.

"Argh! It hurts!" lula's cry endured the pain in the stomach.

His eyes closed, his hands clenched to the end of his clothes. Trying to stand up, but fell again.

Until a moment passed, he was about to stand up but that second also felt something flowing down his lower body.

"What's that?" Lula then felt the back of the clothes and found a red liquid there. Suddenly he became very panicked.

"Da-blood?" said surprised.

With the rest of his energy, he walked to the TV room where he had been sitting and placed the phone on the table. She had to call her husband immediately for help, because in the house, Lula lived alone.

While waiting for the call to be connected, he continued to grimace withstanding the pain in the lower part of the abdomen.

"Why, Lula? I'm busy, please don't call me first!" Dirga's words seemed to scratch a deep wound. He didn't even ask what made Lula contact him.

"Ma-Mas, help me. I'm bleeding, Mas! My stomach hurts," Lula said.

Hearing Lula's hissing voice, Dirga became very panicked and immediately stood up from her seat. "Why are you, Lula?"

"Please, Mom! Hurry along!"

Not wanting anything bad to happen, Dirga rushed out and immediately headed for Lula's house which was not so far from his office. Dirga deliberately bought a house that was not so far from the office, so it was easy to visit his secret wife if something happened.

It only took fifteen minutes to travel, Dirga had arrived. As soon as he entered the minimalist house, he saw Lula leaning on a chair with blood on the floor.

"Lula!" shout Dirga. He hastened his steps.

The panic intensified as Lula began to lose consciousness.

"Lula, wake!" pekik Dirga patted his wife's cheek gently.

Seeing the blood on the back of Lula's clothes, Dirga carried him to the car, he had to take his wife to the hospital.

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Dirga's car stopped right in the hospital lobby. Dirga looked at Lula who was still unconscious next to him.

Without realizing Dirga, at the same time, Alika also just arrived at the hospital. Today he has a schedule of consultations with the obstetrician. Alika's steps immediately stopped when she realized the figure that was not far from her.

"That's Dirga's car. Why are you in the hospital?" muttered Alika with furrowed eyebrows when she saw her husband's car in the lobby.

Her surprise grew when she saw her husband carrying a woman out of the car and into the mother and child unit.

"Who did he bring to the hospital?" alika muttered in question.

Shackled with curiosity, Alika quietly followed Dirga from behind. The question increasingly shackled her as she read the panic that was increasingly happening on her husband's face. Dirga even looks very frustrated. However, Alika did not immediately greet Dirga and chose to monitor from a safe distance.

Her heart rhythm raced when she realized who the woman her husband had delivered to the hospital.

"That's Lula? My ex-employee who quit his job a while ago? How does Dirga know Lula?" Alika is getting suspicious.

Not long after, the man in a white coat appeared to enter the room. A nurse immediately pulled the curtain so that Alika's view was blocked.

He could only see Dirga waiting frantically behind the curtain. Sometimes standing, walking back and forth and sometimes sitting restlessly.

About half an hour later, doctors were seen emerging from behind the curtains. Dirga immediately approached him.

"How's my wife doing, Doc?" ask Dirga.

Like being struck by lightning, Alika's body trembled violently.

Wife? Who does Dirga mean wife? What Lula? But how is it possible? ingenious Alika asked.

"Your wife is bleeding due to impact. But thankfully, the birth canal is still closed, so the fetus can still be maintained" the doctor replied with a smile.

Dirga also heaved a sigh of relief, but did not necessarily eliminate the worry that was implied on his face.

"Thank God .. Thank you very much, Doctor."

"Either. The patient is conscious, but still has to undergo some follow-up examinations. In addition, it needs to be monitored. Please register the patient first in the registration section."

"Good, Doc. Thank you." Thank you."

After the departure of the doctor, Dirga entered the room. Lula seemed to be lying with a blank look, on her wrist was already attached an infusion needle.

Although not showing any form of excessive attention, but Dirga still approached his wife. "How can you bleed?"

"Sorry, Mas. I was sick and went back and forth to the bathroom. I accidentally slipped."

"Oh ..."

Just 'oh'. Hearing that black bead Lula immediately bathed in a clear liquid. But he soon realized not to expect more. Affirming inwardly that Dirga married her only as a form of accountability. Not more.

On the other hand, Alika was sculpting after hearing Dirga and Lula talk. His whole body felt cramped. His joints suddenly felt limp so accidentally dropped the bottle of drink in his grasp. Lula and Dirga turned to the doorway.

"A-Relika ..." Dirga silently stood where he stood. Didn't think Alika would be there. Lula was silent. His face was expressionless.

"What does all this mean, Dirga?" alika asked looking at her husband demandingly.

"Al, I can explain."

"What explanation should I hear from you? That you've remarried behind my back?" shout Alika.

His eyes began to glaze over. He looked at Lula with hatred. He walked over to Lula and gave her a slap.

Dirga tried to calm Alika down by hugging her. "I'm sorry, Alika. I'm wrong, not Lula."

Alika pushed Dirga with all her might to retreat. "You're still defending him?"

"I'm not defending him, Al. I'm just telling you the truth. Lula's just a victim."

"Your victims said? She's been seducing people's husbands."

"I ..."

"Don't stop me, let me teach him a lesson." He pointed at Lula. "What kind of woman would you take a husband from another woman? You are nothing more than a pela*cur!" fiery screams.

Pain scratched the gaping wound when hearing the insults. Lula remembered the night Dirga abused her. Under the influence of drunkenness, Dirga continued to mutter venting her disappointment at Alika and venting to her.

Lula took a deep breath.

"Then what kind of wife is more concerned with career and pleasure than her own husband, until her husband makes another woman as an outlet for his naf*sunya?" lula's reply blew away the pain in her heart. Although he voiced slowly, but quite piercing.

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