Cold Woman is my wife

Ep 15's

The cold this morning, made Dena wake up from her sleep because she felt cold because the Ac room was so cold. As he opened his eyes he felt strange about his current position where he was sleeping on the bed instead of sleeping on the couch last night.

Dena looked at the Sofa where Dirga was asleep, Dena herself was confused why it was Dirga who slept there instead of her.

Whatever he cared about it, he now had to turn off his AC so he wouldn't freeze to death.

Dena looked around the room looking for an AC remote and she saw it on the TV and she immediately picked up the remote and turned off the AC. Then Dena went back to the bed to go back to sleep but at a glance her eyes looked at the wall clock in the room. It was six o'clock in the morning, he thought it was still night. Because the room is so dark,.Dena walked towards the big window of the room opened the curtain that covered it and sure enough the sun had started to rise by now.

It was all clearly visible from Dirga's room on the second floor, then Dena opened the curtain slightly and she stepped towards the balcony of the room. Dena sat on the balcony of Dirga's room to see the beautiful sunrise in the morning, she felt now her body was also lightened than yesterday. Is it because of the drug given by the doctor last night, it was true that last night there was a doctor who examined him vaguely he remembered it, and he also remembered Dirga who helped him to take medicine. But after that he can't remember anymore.

Long enough to sit there until the sun really has gone up. Then he immediately went back into the room.

"What are you doing there?Later you are sick again I'm bothered" ketus Dirga with a distinctive hoarse voice wake up when Dena want to go into his room.

Dena did not care about Dirga's words she immediately waltzed away to go out of the room. But Dirga blocked his hand.

"Why?" said Dena flat.

"I want to ask you, where were you yesterday?and how did you give an excuse for mama yesterday"

"It's none of your business where I am," Dena let go of Dirga's hand.

"Yes I know this is none of my business, nor am I willing to know your business. I just want to know what reason you gave Mama yesterday,"

"You don't need to know, and you don't need to know my business" Dena continued to speak loudly to Dirga. Make Dirga emotional.

"Yes yes, do not be too confident hey matre women I ask so because I hope the reason you give to mama is the same as what I give, so that mama does not suspect"

"I don't care about your business, I also want us to take care of each other's affairs not caring about each other okay" continued Dirga staring dislike towards Dena.

Dena did not answer all that, she felt indifferent to what Dirga said. He just went out of the room, lazy to talk to a man who he thought was so arrogant.

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Dena went downstairs to the kitchen to help whoever was there. Although he did not want this marriage, but here he is as a daughter-in-law in this house so he should not be silent.

Right now he's also no activity so rather than doing nothing better he goes to the kitchen helping with cooking or what.

"Eh Dena really woke up son" said Sisil as Dena walked towards him who was slicing onions.

"It's Ma" said Dena

"You sleep again, baby, you're sick" said Sisil gently lovingly.

"No ma, I'm feeling good. I want to help mom and.." said Dena stopped because she was confused to call the middle-aged woman who was next to Sisil.

"Call me mbok pinem non, or mbok nem" said the middle-aged woman who was older than Sisil.

"He's Mbok pinem Dena, he used to be the same God Dirga when mom was busy with Papa" Sisil explained who Mbok Pinem was to Dena.

"Oh yes ma, greetings know ya mbok, I'm Dena" said Dena Sopa while taking a hand mbok pinem kissed the hand.

"Eh, uh non Dena. hands dirty symbok loh"

"No pa-pa mbok"

"I help Ma, Mbok" added Dena again, then took over the knife in Sisil's hand.

"Yes, if you want to help. Mama can especially if you insist" said Sisil handed the knife to Dena.

"You look like your mama yes, Mama used to spend time with Mama you kept your mama insist on cooking like this mama" said Sisil with a sad look when remembering Monica her best friend first.

"Mommy, What is my Mama like?" dena said curiously. Because he slightly does not remember his mother's face because his mother died when he was a child and so he was taken care of by Wijah a few years ago Forced by his Papa who said he wanted to take care of it and Daniel in fact he just uses it.

"Your mama is yes" said Sisil while remembering the figure of Monica first.

"Ma..Where's my mama's tie?" shouted Dirga from the middle room.

"What the hell is Dirga, what? kok yelled so" said Sisil approached his son.

"Mama taru in the drawer in the closet, mama fold put it there" said Sisil.

"There's no ma,"

"Some, it was my own mother"

"Ish no loh mah" Dirga felt already looking for it but there was nothing.

"Den, Dena here son" Sisil called to Dena who was in the kitchen.

"Yes ma, why?" asked Dena to look at her in-laws. There was also Dirga standing in front of his father-in-law. Dena saw Dirga who was neat using a white shirt and pants black material not to forget also the gray vest that he had worn. Only one less is the tie. That's what the man was looking for.

"Dena help you help Dirga find a tie in her closet yes, Mama because you have to make breakfast for Papa the same God who wants to go to the office." pinta Sisil his daughter-in-law.

"Why is she, I'll ask Mom. Mama should have found me dinya dong" protested Dirga.

"You didn't hear what Mama said, let Dena help you find her"

"Dena, you help Dirga yes, mama to the kitchen first" said Sisil patted Dena's shoulder slowly and he left the two people who were silent to each other.

"Feeding" said Dirga forced, he immediately went to walk ahead of Dena who followed behind him at this time.

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"What kind of tie are you looking for?" ask Dena flat.

"Yes tie, look for it. And find a suitable one"

"Any" murmured Dena.

"What did you say?" upset Dirga because she heard what Dena heard.

Dena just kept quiet, opened Dirga's wardrobe looking for a suitable tie.

After searching for a few minutes he found a tie that he thought fit when combined with the current appearance of Dirga.

Dena took a black tie with a pattern of small white spots on the tie.

"This.." said Dena handed the tie to Dirga.

"Where are you going?" dirga asked Dena who was about to walk away.

"You go back to the kitchen, why?"

"Pair the tie for me" told Dirga. Not because Dirga wanted mode or anything but because he could not put up a tie because all this time if he dressed like this using Vest he always wore a tie and who paired it was his mother. You could say Dirga is your son.

"You kidding me?" said Dena.

"Do not sell expensive, quickly install. I had to tell you to put it up, usually mom would put it up for me"

Dena stared at the astonished Dirga, an accomplished businessman could not put up a tie.

"here.." Dena forcibly took the tie in Dirga's hands and approached the man who was just standing.

Dena paired the tie for Dirga as she accidentally pulled the tie a little hard so that it made Dirga's face so close to hers.

For the first time Dirga looked carefully at her face like this, the woman was so beautiful that she made her heart involuntarily flutter when she saw the beautiful bead in front of her with pliable eyelashes. It does not deny the beauty of Dena,

"Dirga realized" Dirga's inner self brushed aside what he thought. Then he turned his face the other way.

Dena herself felt awkward because their faces were so close that she quickly put Dirga tie. When he was done, and put a tie clamp on the tie Dena immediately left.

"Here, "he said and left Dirga's room letting the man look at her.

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T.B.C