
Lula stood with her hands resting on the sink, staring at the reflection of her face that looked pale through a mirror. Then lit a water faucet and bowed, washing his face with water.
It had been a few minutes of his time to spend on the toilet and contemplating. But he could not neutralize his feelings.
“But he never messed with you, right?” The words of Dirga who seemed to doubt continue to haunt his mind.
"Dirga forgot that he was the first man to touch me? He even found me with that question?"
He looked in the mirror again. His eyeballs started to get flooded by the clear crystals. How Dirga's question had scratched the wound in his heart.
"Mas Dirga should know that, right? Now I have to what if Mas Dirga doesn't believe me? He'll accuse me of being the one."
Without being dammed, the clear liquid escaped as well. Lula grabbed a piece of tissue and wiped the melted tears on both sides of her cheeks.
After feeling calmer, the woman confirmed her appearance. Polishing the face, then immediately move out of the bathroom with lethargic steps. Maybe at home later Dirga will still find it with a number of questions.
I'll explain everything later at home.
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"So you married Dirga, huh?" The heavy sound made Lula's steps stop. His body felt cramped when he realized who was standing before him. But, as usual, he tried to stay calm.
"What do you want?" Lula gave a rough breath. It is very clear from his attitude that he is very disturbed by the existence of the man.
Simon clucked while researching Lula from toe to head. "I didn't expect Loh .. that you weren't as good as your outer appearance."
"I don't have time to talk to you!" Lula was about to step up, but Simon stood in front of him.
"Where is your high self-esteem? See now what you're like. Household destroyer people!" Simon's words that suppress the word 'destroyer of the household people' made Lula immediately subdue the view.
He realized, maybe that will be the way people look at him later. Dirga and Alika are now divorced.
"It's none of your business!"
Lula remained silent. He wanted to leave, but Simon gave him no room. The man kept blocking him.
"Oh yes, Lula .. Why should you choose Dirga Mahendra? Why not just with me? Dirga is a man's husband! I'm a single man."
"What do you really want?"
"What do I want? Of course you are!" He pointed at Lula with his chin. "Lula .. what would your husband have reacted to if he knew we had spent time in a hotel? Will he leave you?"
"And you think my husband would believe more of your lies?" peekik Lula's.
"We'll see later. I've been friends with Dirga for a long time and she must have believed in me. So before Dirga leaves you, it's better if you just come back to me."
Lula threw a glance in any direction. It felt like the air in the room was not enough for him to breathe. In that instant, his pair of eyeballs rounded, as he realized Dirga's presence there.
"Mass?"
Simon looked. A sly smile rose at the corner of her lips, what more when she realized the sharp gaze Dirga directed at Lula. It was very clear that anger was lingering on his face.
While Lula was down with teary eyes. Never before had Dirga looked at her as coldly as she was now, even in a state of anger.
Simon opened his voice. This is a golden opportunity for him and should be put to the best use possible.
"Dirga .. it looks like you don't know about ...."
BUGH!!!
With just one fist head from Dirga, Simon had already fallen to the floor.
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