HIDDEN WIFE
The Naughtiness of the Past

Suddenly the smell of horror crept, the cold that felt gripping made Dirga feel goosebumps. What else when realizing Lula's gaze was so intimidating. 

“Claudia, Cecilia, Audy, Vienna, Dewi, Cinthya, Mariska, Amora, Marcella—” Seraya shows a small book that she then plays in her hands. "Do you remember those names?"

Dirga swallows saliva. The names that Lula had just called were like train carriages that carried him to the past. Thousands of swearing and swearing have been cried out in his heart to himself. How foolish he is to forget to throw away all the historical objects from his teenage years. 

“Sorry, Dear. It was just a small note in college. I haven't lived in this house in a long time. So forgot to throw it away.” With a little forced laughter, considering the face of the first lady already showed an alert status.

“Good if you forget to throw away. So I finally know what my husband's past behavior has been like.” Still speaking in a soft but very piercing tone. 

Finish your story, Dirga! inner Dirga.

Lula also opened the book sheet by sheet without casually reading the contents. Of course, because he had read everything in the upper room earlier, when he had just found it.

“Here is a record of the dating schedule taking turns. In addition, I also found an album containing your photos with beautiful girls!” 

Dirga's heart has been beating so fast, that it feels like it will be out of place. His brain was trying to figure out how to get rid of the question, which would probably feel like a suspect being interrogated by the public prosecutor in a trial. 

“Nangis dong Zav, please dad. Soon your mother will be the executioner of this death row inmate. Just pinch it once yes, let Zav cry,” said Dirga inwardly. 

“In one week there are three times the date schedule. The first with Claudia watching together in the cinema, Mariska in Olive cafe, and Marcella in the back cafeteria.” 

Dirga took a deep breath. “Can only date doang.” Still trying to relax as usual.

“Then how was dating with Goddess? What are you doing with the Goddess at the hotel?” The question demanded an answer that made Dirga flutter. "You used to be a casanova, right?"

Of course, Lula will think that strange considering a date with one of her husband's lovers is in a luxury hotel. 

“Do not misunderstand first. I can explain about that.” She held Baby Zav in her chest. “It was just a regular date, really!” Raise two fingers parallel to the chest.

“Common date how to get to hotel everything?” 

“Of regular dinner. It's not both, if you don't believe, just ask Allan. I was the same him back then.” 

“Then, Si Allan always took bets with other friends. I've bet in a year who's got the most boyfriends. Keep on whichever is the most beautiful. His name is also young, so I just accept.” 

Lula took a deep breath to meet the need for oxygen in her lungs. Never before had her husband been so naughty in the past. Seeing that, Dirga had to prepare because Lula was like preparing another question.

“So the bet results how?”  

“The boyfriend of Allan is always prettier and more, so always eat I pay until satronized mama because her credit card bill is swollen. It's doang, I swear.” 

"Theirga!! So the credit card you used to make the bet is not clear and not because of research needs?" Mama Diana's voice that suddenly appeared from behind made Dirga jump.

"Great!"

Dirga looked doubtfully at the figure standing behind his back with glaring eyes.

"Eh, Mama ..."

"So you lied to your mom! You said to research, buy this and that. Turns out make a pay-lose bet ya."

Feel cornered. Dirga did not know how to deal with the two women who suddenly turned fierce.

"Mama, Lula .. You guys want to go shopping, no! We're going to the mall! You can buy anything." The only thing he could think of was silencing his mother and wife with something he thought women liked the most.

"You think we're like Alika who can be bribed with shopping?" sambar Mama Diana was upset.

Wrong again, right?

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