Cold Woman is my wife

Cold Woman is my wife
Ep 108s



Dirga sat next to Dena who had woken up from her sleep. He noticed the wife who currently looked fresher than last night. Although the infusion hose is still installed.


Daniel himself sat on the sofa of the room, he kept paying attention to the interaction of the two people who were on the bed.


"Honey, hugs" Lirih Dena looked at Dirga who was staring at him.


"Here" Dirga approached Dena and immediately embraced the woman.


"I want the infusion removed" said Dena in her husband's arms.


"Why get released, you're still limp, right? Later if you are healthy" Dirga stretch her arms to see Dena who looks at him spoiled.


"I'm not weak. It bothers me, yes" Dena tried to persuade Dirga with a pleading gaze.


"I ask the doctor first" said Dirga with a heavy heart.


"Good, I'm happy now" Dena looked pleased, she immediately hugged Dirga.


"Oohh" he groaned suddenly,


Dirga was instantly worried he saw his wife who reflexively held the stomach.


"Why you, baby,?" Dirga was so worried about that.


"Why are you, brother?" Daniel who heard her brother's moans immediately ran over.


"Someone kicked me in the stomach" said Dena innocently.


"Hah, it must be our dear child" said Dirga immediately rubbed his wife's stomach.


"I'm out first" Suddenly Daniel came out of the couple's room. Perhaps the ice could not bear to see the romance in front of him. Her irish soul may appear.


Dirga and Dena only saw Daniel leaving, they just watched Daniel.


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Daniel sits in a chair next to the swimming pool at the Suherman family home. He was not alone there but with Doni accompanied by two cups of coffee at the table.


"How's your father Daniel?" doni asked after sipping his coffee while looking at Daniel's cold flat face that was silent.


"He's good om" the young man briefed.


Doni smiled at a glance at the short answer from Daniel just now.


"You look a lot like young Marco, yes, exactly" said Doni watching Daniel who immediately looked at him.


"Don't equate myself with him" Daniel seemed to be confused with his father.


"Not equalize, but your nature is the same. You're both cold, you know your father was as cold as you but after he married your Mama he became a man who smiled, loved and was so warm to others" obviously Doni remembers what Marco was like.


"Smiling?Warm with people? impossible."Daniel could not believe Doni's words


"Om seriously Daniel, your father was before your grandfather and Grandma messed up his life and before Soraya came" Doni told Daniel.


Daniel himself just silently did not respond to it anymore, he sipped his milk coffee.


"Om, hope you become a man of warmth and Om hope you soon find a woman who can make you melt and become even warmer Daniel" said Doni.


"Your brother has found a little happiness, om hope you too. Remove the wounds of the past that are in your heart. Which makes you act cold" continued Doni watching Daniel in front of him.


"My painful past and my brother can't be thrown away om, I will be like this and I don't care about women. My hope now is only to make the snake woman suffer. Even if Papa defends the woman, I'm ready to face him too. My wounds will not heal even if there is a woman who enters my life" Daniel said sharply, looking seriously at Doni.


Doni fell silent, he was confused to have to talk let alone. It seemed that his words were unable to suppress the anger that had been buried for a long time in Daniel's heart.


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The infusion in Dena's hands is removable, it makes Dena look very happy. Because he can be free to do anything without having to be constrained by the infusion in his hands.


"Dear I'm gonna take a shower?" concluded Dena who sat on the sofa with Dirga who watched tv.


"What?" Dirga immediately looked at Dena who was sleeping on her lap.


"No need to take a shower, you just got infused. Wash your face" forbid Dirga.


Dena immediately sat herself staring at her husband.


"I take a shower" he said, rejecting Dirga's ban.


Dirga immediately focused himself on Dena.


"Can you say husband? I said no need to shower wash your face" explained Dirga continued to forbid Dena to take a shower.


"Sucks" cynical Dena pissed off.


"You are more annoying dear" said Dirga who saw his wife pouting.


"Where?"


"Yes already coming" Dirga took Dena's hand to help her stand up.


Dirga took a towel hanging from a hanger that led to the bathroom.


"You wash your face, I wipe. Wanna?" soft Dirga attention.


Dena just nodded her husband. Get in the bathroom.


Dirga wet a small towel that he brought, and he rubbed it on Dena's face.


"Where?seger?" ask the wife who seemed to enjoy.


"Yes," said Dena.


"Here" Dirga pulled Dena slowly to get closer to her.


"The book is removed, right?" Dirga took off her clothes with the help of the woman.


Dena's body is now exposed, only a bra that covers her breasts. His big stomach is visible. He's still wearing shorts.


Dirga wet the towel again, and rub it into Dena's body slowly.


"You take a shower, don't take a shower. You are still not feeling well right" said Dirga attentively rubbed his wife's body with a wet towel.


Dena was silent when her husband wiped her whole body with a wet towel. He observed Dirga who looked so in love with him at this moment.


Dirga's hand stopped on Dena's big belly.


"Are you healthy in your stomach?" said Dirga while gently rubbing Dena's stomach.


"Geli,.." said Dena because she felt amused when Dirga's hand touched her stomach skin.


"Geli yes, sorry. You've come out" take Dirga


"Eh wear clothes first just came out" he added again when he realized his wife was not wearing a top shirt.


"Later, I will" said Dena stopped.


"You what?" wonder Dirga.


"I want you to warm me up" Dena said, coding Dirga.


Of course Dirga understood what it meant


"Don't now yeah, you're still limp. I don't want our son to do anything?" dirga said instead of refusing. In fact he really wants it but how else, he does not want his son why-why.


"Yes" Dena put her clothes back on and walked out of the bathroom first.


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Dena and Dirga were sitting on the sofa in her room. From then on they just kept quiet, not them but Dena who silenced Dirga.


Dirga let it go, because he wanted to make his wife understand.


"You sleep there, I want to go down first to meet Papa" said Dirga rose from his seat watching his silent wife.


"Yes,." just a short speech that Dena gave.


Dirga immediately walked towards the door of his room, occasionally he saw Dena who was still cool watching in her place ignoring her who was walking out.


Dirga was completely out of the room. Dena just stared at the closed door.


"Why with me? Why did I ask him first?" dena said after the door closed. He recalled his request earlier in the bathroom to Dirga. Honestly I don't know why he said that, though,


"Is it because of you, baby,?" dena rubbed her own stomach. Is it because she is pregnant so not ashamed to ask her husband.


Suddenly, Dirga's phone on Dena's front desk shook. Dena immediately saw who was calling her husband late in the afternoon.


The screen on the phone displays a name.


"Past Time"


The name of the caller made Dena shrivel her forehead who was named Dirga with that name in her HP.


Dena immediately took the HP, and lifted it.


"Hello?"


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T.B.C