HIDDEN WIFE
I'm Suspicious ....

He hasn't stopped his laughter since a few minutes ago. The conversation with Jeff at the cafe created an amused sensation centered on his stomach. Jeff's very possessive attitude towards Mentari and also the drama of prolonged misunderstanding makes Dirga so happy to judge his assistant.

"If love says so, Jeff! Don't keep hiding."

Satisfied with laughing, the man pulled out his phone and typed in a message.

"Tonight get ready, yeah. We'll have dinner together. There's something important I want to talk about." ~ Dirga.

Message sent. While waiting for a reply, he tuned his favorite song and sang along cheerfully. For a few moments, a message came in.

"Tumben wants to have dinner. Usually you'd rather eat my cooking." ~My wife.

"There's something important I want to talk about. Beautiful man, yes!" ~Dirga.

He put the phone on the dashboard. His lips curved into a smile, so that his dimples looked deeper which made the man's face look sweeter.

"What's important, man? Can't just stay home?" A reply that made Dirga take a long breath.

"If at home there is no romantic impression." Then type the next reply message.

"It can't be at home, because it's a state secret. Someone will pick you up before seven!"

"OK!"

After sending each other a message, Dirga also drove away the car leaving the cafe parking lot. Dirga should get ready for his special dinner.

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As always, on holidays Mama Diana will spend her time looking after her favorite granddaughter. The middle-aged woman was enjoying her favorite television show with Baby Zav lying next to her.

He glanced at the door of a room. Lula hasn't appeared since two hours ago. I don't know what he did after receiving a message on his phone.

"We'll see mother first yuk. She said in the room, lest your mother pass out again" Mama Diana muttered as she carried her granddaughter.

Just entering the room, there was already a frown on the woman's forehead. "What are you doing?" he was astonished when he saw many clothes lying on the bed.

Lula glanced at it, then went back to picking clothes in the closet. "It's mah, Mas Dirga invited dinner together. He said it had to be a beautiful dress. But I don't have any good clothes."

"Your husband's tumben is romantic. Usually behaves like a dzalim's husband." Diana sat on the sofa. Still holding the grandchild.

"Says there's something important to talk about." Lula stared at some pretty dress that had been taken out. Seems confused to choose. "What clothes do you wear, Mah?"

"If you are confused, you go to the mama's boutique only. Continue to dance later in the salon so that the beauty is maximum. Let your husband be even more sorry to ever be a tyrant husband."

A small laugh sounded from Lula's lips. Mama Diana relentlessly attacked her own son as a tyrant husband. Yes, the behavior of Dirga who hid Lula's status as a wife made him quite furious.

"Kok dzalim's husband, Mah?"

Mama Diana also glanced at the clockwork on the wall, the time has shown at four in the afternoon. Which means, Lula has to leave immediately. Choosing a dress in a boutique and dressing up in a salon takes a long time.

"You're leaving now. Mama's gonna have the driver take you."

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Lula looked at her reflection behind a mirror with a look of amazement. I could not believe that the beautiful image that appeared in the mirror was her.

"Thank you, Ma'am!" she said kindly to a woman who had made her appearance so perfect.

"Together, Mom." Everything's done. Lula immediately came out of the famous salon.

In front, Jeff was waiting. He had to have a small commotion with a driver who was assigned Dirga to pick up his wife. Because Jeff suddenly came and grabbed the car keys.

As soon as he saw the boss' wife coming out of the glass door, the man opened the back door of the car.

"Please, Mom."

Seeing that it was Jeff who picked her up made Lula a little surprised. Because Dirga had informed him that there would be a driver who picked him up, but who appeared there instead Jeff.

"I don't think you're the one who picked me up."

"It wasn't, Mom. It just so happened that the driver was an obstacle, so I picked him up, "he replied casually.

The car left the salon. Jeff drove at moderate speed, occasionally glancing at the rearview mirror.

Damn it was also boss one. This clear wife is still not satisfied.

"Bu ..." call Jeff sounding a little doubtful.

"Yes, Jeff," Lula replied staring at the man's back.

"Later if you ask for anything, don't be loved, yes!" Jeff's words containing ambiguity painted wrinkles on Lula's eyebrows.

"Why indeed?"

"Normally men are sweet when they want to be. I suspect you want permission to marry again!"

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