HIDDEN WIFE
Bad Memories

“I knew him from a friend, before I worked for Bu Alika. Simon almost harassed me once, but I was helped by someone.” Lula's reply made the anger felt even more penetrating into the crown. Instead of stretching his grip, Dirga even more tightly gripped his wife's hand. 

“How could he almost harass you?” 

Dirga was still staring sharply. Lula's memory revolves around the past, when he nearly lost his honor to Simon and his friends. 

“Jawab!” dirga's strangulation made Lula jump. 

Although hesitant, he still answered by holding back the puddles of tears that filled his eyeballs. “That night I was invited to dinner with a friend. I didn't know they were going to stay at the hotel. I was left alone with Simon and—” 

“And what?” As if Dirga was impatiently waiting for the next explanation, he continued to search Lula with questions. 

“He forced me to go into the room. At that time there was a hotel employee who helped me,” Lula.  

The hot air suddenly propagated throughout Dirga's body. His hands clenched furiously to make the veins in his hands look prominent. Don't forget the red tinge on his face that clearly paints tension. 

Brak! It's a table with mounting anger. Some visitors look towards them. Luckily Mama Diana was far enough away, so she did not hear the noise her son had just made.  

Dirga glanced at Simon. Although the man covered part of his face with the menu book and also the sunglasses that framed his eyes, Dira was very sure that the man was still looking at Lula. If it were not in a crowded place, Dirga would have beaten him all out. 

“We're home now!” upset Dirga took off his wife's hand. 

Lula grabbed a piece of tissue and rubbed the end of her wet eyes. 

“I-iya, Mas! I-I'm going to the toilet for a minute.”

Without waiting for her husband's approval, Lula stepped into the toilet. While Dirga was silent while sighing long in order to unravel the anger that controlled him. 

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“Your grandson is handsome once, Jeng!” said a woman pinching Baby Zav's squashy cheeks in the lap of Mama Diana. 

Mama Diana smiled with pride. For a long time he looked forward to these moments, where he had a grandson and was exhibited to his friends. 

“And your son will meet his soul mate, Jeng. Oh yeah, because I'm a smirk, so today I'm the deal. Jeng-jeng can order anything.” 

Some women sounded cheering excitedly. When else can the full deal. Some ordered food and drinks, some were chatting with Mama Diana because she was so curious about the figure of Dirga's second wife. 

“Mama!” call Dirga who is suddenly present among them. Some of Mama Diana's friends also greeted, Dirga occasionally said as she threw a friendly smile. 

“Why Dirga?” ask Mama Diana. 

“We go home yuk. I have a sudden business, Mah,” replied Dirga. 

“Oh .. yes already.” Diana looked at her friends. “I go home first yes, Jeng. I'll pay for everything.” 

“Thank you, Jeng Diana!” tell them simultaneously. 

After saying goodbye and paying her friends' meal bills, Diana returned to her desk. Dirga has returned with Baby Zav.

"Well, where's the first thing, Dirga?" Mama Diana glanced to the right and left and did not see the whereabouts of the son-in-law.

"To the toilet, Mah," he answered casually. Sometimes smirking his son's cheeks. At least the existence of Baby Zav can reduce the anger lodged in his heart. Hugging and kissing her son made Dirga feel at peace.

He glanced at the table where Simon was. However, the man was already invisible there.

"Where was the simonyet, huh?"

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