HIDDEN WIFE
Of jealousy?

Bugh! 

With just one fist from Dirga, Simon had already fallen to the floor. Even the man seemed to have difficulty getting up due to the pain that spread to the crown. He sat down for a while, his finger movingly rubbing the red liquid flowing at the corner of his lips. 

Without a word, Dirga took a few steps forward. Pulling the collar of the man's shirt on the floor and forcing him to stand up. Punch after punch, one hand of Dirga clasped Simon's shirt collar tightly, while the other hand was busy punching the fist. Even Dirga did not give him the slightest chance to fight back. 

While Lula was curled up in the corner of the room with both hands covering her mouth. To simply stop her husband's madness she had no courage. Some people who saw the incident also approached, some were shouting for help calling security. The atmosphere instantly became chaotic. 

“Job!” Dirga buried his fist in the stomach which made Simon again helpless, complete with a red bruise on his face. 

“What is this?” Two men were already holding Dirga's arm which looked like it was going to strike again. Hold it tight. Lula was awakened from shock, wiping away tears and lightning-fast running and hugging her husband who was still overwhelmed with anger. 

“Quiet first, Sir! What's the problem exactly?” ask a man. 

“That guy tried to harass my wife!” dirga said with restrained anger. Lula's sobs made Dirga immediately wrap her hands around his wife's body. 

Within seconds, the place became crowded by visitors. Several security officers were already there and immediately secured Simon from Dirga's rampage. 

“Please don't make a fuss here, sir! Let's talk in the office,” invite a man who is the head of security. 

“I will report this as an act of persecution!” threaten Simon who is now held by two men in uniform. Things that make Dirga anger again ignited, but Lula and some people try to prevent. 

“Terden! Report as many as you want!” He embraces his wife possessively, and heedless of what the security guards say leads Lula away from the crowd. 

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All the way home there was no talk between Dirga and Lula. The two were silent to each other which made Mama Diana not dare to ask what really happened. Because he had suspected something strange from Lula's sudden change in attitude. 

“Dirga, what is the problem between you and Simon?” mama Diana asked, who followed her son into the kitchen. 

Dirga who was sitting in a chair was silent for a moment. His sturdy hand squeezed the bottle of mineral water to a crumble and the rest of the water inside spilled onto the floor. He took a long breath. 

“Simoniet!” A short answer that creates a frown on the mother's forehead. 

“Yes, mama knows you're fussing the same Simon. But what happened, how did you get into a commotion with him?” 

“He tried to harass Lula, Mah! Which husband would his wife willingly harass another man?” Dirga's answer also made Mama Diana even more astonished. 

“But how can? Does she know Lula is your wife?” 

“If the jerk has become flesh, whose wife does not see again, Mah,” he said still with the same regret. “Simoniet is his ex Lula.” 

Mama Diana's eyeballs immediately rounded full hearing Dirga's words. “You mean Lula was in a relationship with Simon?” mama Diana asked followed by a nod of the head by Dirga. 

“Truly!” 

Mama Diana began to understand why Lula had been very strict with Simon. “But why do you look so angry with Lula?” 

“Just pissed off, Mah. Not angry,” grumbled the man. “Seventeen thousand islands in Indonesia with a population of two hundreds of millions of people, why should try Simoniet who became his ex?” 

Instead of being upset, Mama Diana chuckled, making Dirga look at her annoyed. “Mama why laugh?” 

“So the story you are jealous?” 

Dirga silenced, making Mama Diana's laughter break. 

“Dirga ... Dirgav ... So jealous of you but still confess not love?”

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