Cold Woman is my wife

Ep 109s

"Hello?" dena said as she picked up Dirga's phone. He wondered who the past was.

There was no answer, the call just cut off.

Dena looked again at Dirga's HP. Somehow he was upset himself now, a strong squeeze on HP that seemed to indicate he was in the middle of emotions.

"People are not clear, annoying" Dena slammed Dirga's HP just like that. Anger and suspicion immediately lodged in his head at this moment.

"That must be the woman who is his mistress." muttered Dena with a sharp eye coldly staring at the destroyed HP on the floor.

"I don't want to live with him anymore, he's like Papa the same. Before it's too late, I have to put an end to this" Dena said.

He immediately stood up from his current seat, walking towards his closet. He looked down slowly and picked up the suitcase that was there.

He immediately picked up his clothes in the closet. While picking up his clothes, the door to the room opened.

Dirga opened the door to her room, and she looked surprised to see Dena stuffing her clothes into the suitcase.

"What are you doing? why did you put your clothes in the suitcase" Dirga walked quickly towards Dena at this time.

The woman was silent and did not answer, but she kept putting her clothes in her suitcase.

"Honey answered, I asked you" Dirga pulled Dena's arm forcefully forcing the woman to look at Dirga.

"Let go, I want to get out of here" hearing that Dirga's eyes immediately widened.

"What do you mean get out of here" said Dirga sharply.

"I don't want to live with you anymore" Dena stared coldly at Dirga.

Of course Dirga was more surprised and confused. Why is Dena angry with him now.

"Darling why are you like this to me?" snapped Dirga.

"You're a jerk like Papa. You have an affair, right? before you leave me, I'd better go first" Sentak Dena took his hand off Dirga.

"Don't talk carelessly dear, who is cheating on you" Dirga said facing Dena's body forcibly towards him.

"You can get angry like this with me why? and why are you accusing me of cheating" Dirga said.

"Who's the Past? that's your affair, isn't it?"

Dirga now knew the cause., he briefly circulated his gaze to the floor looking at his shapeless HP scattered on the floor.

Must be because of a Dena call like this.

"He's Clara" said Dirga.

"So your cheating ex. Haven't been able to move on the story, and I've made you an impingement of sheer lust" cynical Dena.

"Don't think so you misunderstand" Dirga said trying to convince Dena.

"I'm not supposed to be in touch. It must be bored with me, it must be bad to play with a pregnant woman, so that her past is made a satisfied again" again cynical words came out of Dena's mouth.

"Darling, I don't" snapped Dirga did not accept.

"Before I go" Dena threw Dirga's hand off her shoulder.

"You don't trust me, I don't have a relationship with Clara anymore. That I named the past so I wouldn't remember it. And about the love I love you, I told you" Dirga said, looking at Dena who started closing her suitcase.

"Dear please don't go, you're pregnant now. Don't get angry like this, it's a danger to our child" Dirga said, pleading while blocking Dena.

Dena herself just kept quiet while lowering her suitcase.

Dirga walked quickly to his room drawer. Unexpectedly he took the gun from inside the drawer.

"Darling, you want to go? Then you should be ready to see me no" he threatened while pointing a gun at his own head.

Just as Dena who saw it immediately stopped her steps she looked at Dirga in surprise.

"What are you doing?" he said loudly to see Dirga.

"I can't if you walk away from me, I'd rather die if you leave. Without you I would be dead" Dirga looked at Dena, who was increasingly worried.

"I, I'm not leaving. I can't watch you die" Dena said stammered and sobbed instantly.

Dirga immediately lowered his gun and put it back in the drawer.

He walked closer to Dena and immediately hugged her.

"That's why don't leave me, you trust me. And hold my word, I'm not like Papa Marco, I won't betray you" Dirga said, hugging Dena

While Dena inexplicably cried sobbing until a hiccup. But it didn't happen, but she cried,

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After the tense incident, Dirga sat next to Dena who was sleeping soundly after crying.

"This pregnant you often misunderstand me dear." said Dirga rubbed gently Dena's head.

"I'm not going to betray you, it looks like you have the trauma of Papa Marco's betrayal just yet. Should I take you to a psychologist" Dirga spoke to herself in front of a sleeping Dena.

Why did Dirga have any thoughts of taking Dena to a psychologist?You see, every time there is something strange about Dirga or women close to Dirga, Dena will think of various things.

Dirga had almost forgotten that he had not moved his gun anywhere else. It can be abused by someone. Dirga immediately got up from his bed. He moved his gun.

Arriving in the drawer earlier Dirga took the gun and walked the wardrobe. There's a safe, he'll put his gun there.

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Dena woke up from her sleep, the sun was now also rising. He looked to the side, empty. There's no Dirga there, though,

"Dirga.." he shouted loudly. The bathroom door opened hard.

"What's the matter, baby?" As fast as lightning Dirga with his shorts and the top exposed not wearing clothes. Immediately approached Dena who was sitting on the bed while looking at him.

Dena remained silent while watching Dirga,

"What's wrong? someone's sick" Dirga raised her body to bed closer to Dena.

Suddenly Dena immediately hugged Dirga at this moment. She was crying suddenly.

"Where do I think you are? I thought you left me" concluded Dena hugged Dirga tightly while crying.

"Hey, what are you talking about? I cannot leave you. Don't cry ah" Dirga loosened her embrace on Dena. Looking at Dena and wiping her tears.

"Sorry about last night, I ruined your phone and accused you of cheating" said Dena, feeling sorry for what she said last night to Dirga.

"It's okay, I don't mind it. I took a shower, yes, I haven't had time to take a shower because you yelled to call my name"

"No need to shower, just stay here." Dena did not want to let go of her embrace to Dirga.

"Yes I'm here" said Dirga.

"Darling, I want a late martabak" concluded Dena saw Dirga.

"Martabak telor?Early in the morning there is no martabak telor dear. It will be a little late"

"No, I want it now. Let's buy it with me" said Dena insisted.

Dirga sighed confused where the clock should look for martabak telor.

"Look," Dena let go of her embrace on Dirga and started to get out of bed.

"Yes ayok. I'll put on clothes first. You change clothes too. Time to come out just wearing shorts the same oversize shirt so"

"I don't want to, I want to go"

"Yes already" Dirga forced to allow Dena to wear the shirt rather than later Dena even angry at him.

Dirga immediately got out of bed to pick up his clothes and also the trousers that he would wear.

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T.B.C