HIDDEN WIFE
Husband Taste Widow, Wife Taste Widow!
Dirga is on her way to take Lula home to Mama Diana's house. Since leaving the restaurant, Dirga has become more silent. Throughout the trip there were no meaningful talks. Even in the restaurant, they only talked about Alika and ignored the lunch menu that had been served.
Even Dirga's plans to propose to Lula romantically had to be delayed.
The car entered the courtyard of a mansion after a man standing guard at the post opened the gate.
“You sure you want to go to the police station alone?” asked Lula wanted to make sure, because Dirga insisted on not wanting company.
Dirga nodded slowly. “Iya. You're at the mama's house just looking after Zav. I'll be back after everything's done.”
“But you're okay, Kan?”
Dirga. Lying if he claims it is okay. Because of the betrayal done by Alika scratches the deep wounds. Pain that does not bleed, maybe that expression is right.
“I'm fine.” He tried to smile thinly, although the second was also immediately replaced by a moody face. “Now you're in, yes.”
“Ya already, Mas. Careful.” Lula grabbed her bag that had been placed in the back seat, then opened the car door. Just as her left leg retraced, Dirga had already pulled her wrist, so the woman turned her head with a questionable look.
“Sini a minute.”
“Why, Mas?”
Dirga pulled Lula's arm until the position of the two became very close, then cupped his face and looked into his eyes. One thing Dirga knew, Lula's shady gaze was always able to make her feel at peace.
He leaned his face slightly forward leaving a distance of one finger, so that Lula could feel the warmth of the husband's breath.
The deg!
The woman became very nervous and worried if Dirga heard her heartbeat. The lentic eyelashes move funny along with the eyelids that blink a few times. The position of her second lip that was getting closer prompted Lula to close her eyes.
The cup! Sweeps of affection landed on the forehead. Make Lula open her eyes, this time accompanied by a red hue on the face.
“They why are they red? I used to kiss your forehead,” said Dirga made Lula flutter. The more red his face, because he thought Dirga would kiss his lips.
“Em ... Its alright. I'm in first yeah.” He got out of the car in a hurry and half ran towards the door. While Dirga looked at the back of his wife who then disappeared behind the door.
“Funny once she. That time dare to wear thin clothes, now just want to be kissed the reaction is so.” Dirga laughed a little. At least Lula's adorable mannerisms comforted her a little.
Awakening from the daydream, Dirga also drove the car away from the house.
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Dirga froze hearing Jeff's explanation. His tongue feels stiff.
“Because of that incident, Hito made an alibi, as if Azka had already harassed Alika and killed Vino. In the end, Alika holds Mahendra's family accountable and makes Mr. Dirga a cover of disgrace.”
Dirga's eyelids closed, his hands clenched to make his hand veins look prominent. The tightness in his chest made it seem as if the air in the room was not enough for him to breathe.
“So in conclusion, Azka is not in love with Alika. He tries to separate Vino from Alika because he knows Alika and Hito's true purpose. But they managed to make the guess that Azka was jealous of Vino.”
“They admit everything without being forced?” Dirga finally opened his voice after being silent.
“Then they denied. But the presence of Mentari as a key witness managed to make them confess everything.”
“Who's Mentari?”
Jeff pointed to a woman who was sitting on a wheelchair with a backward position.
“People near Azka. He's been held captive by Hito and Alika for the past two years. Looks like Alika and Hito will be severely punished this time.”
Some more! Jeff's words were like a blow to him. Never imagined in Dirga's mind if Alika was able to do so cruelly.
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Time showed at seven p.m. when Dirga arrived at Mama Diana's house. The same view is always visible, Lula is arranging dinner at the table.
Dirga slammed his body in the living room chair. Occasionally glanced towards the kitchen where Lula still looked busy.
“Actual wife is like that, Dirga. Who wants to serve the needs of her husband. Not whose hobbies are wandering is unclear.” The innuendo casual speech made Dirga turn her head. Mama Diana suddenly appeared from behind with her favorite granddaughter in her arms.
A big smile was seen on Dirga's lips when he saw his adorable son with a blue jumpsuit with Snoopy covering his entire body. Now her tiny body seemed more contained than the previous month.
“Siniin Zav, Mah! I want to carry.” Dirga extended her hand. A day not meeting Zav makes him so longing. But not yet managed to reach Zav's body, already awarded a clap first by Mama Diana.
“Do not! You run out from the outside, if you want to carry your granddaughter, you have to shower first!”
Makes Dirga take a deep breath. “Mama is now a stepmom taste mother anyway?”
“Biarin! Than you .. wife as good as Lula made sense of widow for months and you yourself even made husband feel the same widower as Alika!” mama Diana replied.
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