Cold Woman is my wife

Cold Woman is my wife
Ep 23s



Dirga's car drove on the streets of the capital that tumben feels empty now. Dirga noticed Dena who had been staring out the window seemed reluctant to one car with her.


No matter how she behaves like that to him. It's none of his business and won't affect him at all. He doesn't need a matre woman like Dena. He will definitely meet women better than Clara or Dena, he invites Dena out just now because he has to. He will show Clara that he can find a woman more beautiful and better than a Clara who has dared to cheat on her.


When Dena was focusing on watching the atmosphere outside the car, suddenly her HP rang. Making himself immediately switch to staring at the small bag that he placed on his lap immediately opened the bag.


Dirga who was driving saw Dena who was looking for hp in her bag.


"Hello Daniel" said Dena as she raised her call. The next one was his twin brother who contacted him at this time.


"What's the matter with you calling me?" ask Dena


"There's something I want to tell you" Daniel said from across the street.


"What?" Dena seemed curious about what Daniel would say at this time.


"I've done what you asked, I've entered Papa's company. I started working today"


"Well, you're serious. I'm glad to hear it" Smile sneered at Dena, making the knowing Dirga feel curious what makes a cold woman next to her smile so happy.


Why could he call Dena a cold woman, because to him Dena kept looking at him coldly without expression this happy.


"I just want to talk about it, I need to get ready to go to the office. I closed it first" Daniel said, ending his conversation with Dena.


Dena put her HP back in the bag, and then she smiled once in a while looking out the window. Means that she and Daniel can keep what belongs to their mother, it feels so happy now. He remembered what their home children were doing now. He hadn't been there in a long time.


"What were you talking about with your twin earlier?" Ask Dirga to know.


Dena immediately saw Dirga who was driving.


"It's none of your business" he said coldly and looked back out the car window.


Dirga was silent while thinking about it properly as well this was none of her business why she wanted to know so much.


Ah, never mind.


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Dirga's car stopped at an elite Cafe parking lot in the big city. Making Dena not understand exactly what he was invited to the place in front of them at this time.


Not that it was in front of Sisil the man said he would take her to the office but why this time even take her to the cafe.


"Let's go down" said Dirga flatly unbuckle her seat belt.


"Why did you bring me here?" astonished Dena saw Dirga who immediately saw it.


"No need to ask a lot, I said get off yes down" said Dirga then get out of his car after saying that to Dena.


Dena immediately removed her seatbelt, went down to follow Dirga. Dirga walked first, after seeing Dena had already come down.


Dena walked behind Dirga following the man's wide steps. But his steps stopped as the man stopped in front of the Cafe door, he looked at Dena.


"Come, "let her go to Dena to get close to him.


Dena was just silent but obeyed Dirga's wishes, without cue or what Dirga immediately took Dena's hand gently invited her into the Cafe.


Dirga was really gentle now, making Dena feel strange with the attitude of the man holding his hand into the Cafe.


"Hay dear, you have come" said Clara who immediately ran towards Dirga embracing her hand on Dirga's neck and kissed Dirga's lips.


Dena who was beside Dirga was of course surprised, what this was. What is Dirga's girlfriend then why Dirga invites to meet with her boyfriend along with her at this time. Did Dirga do it on purpose.


"Before Clara, you are not ashamed to see my wife" said Dirga as she glanced at Dena who immediately threw away her face.


"Why should I be ashamed, I'm your girlfriend" said Clara shamelessly. Dirga just smiled cynically.


"Let's sit down" he said to Dena, who stood still. He pulled out a chair for Dena to sit down.


"Darling, you didn't pull out the chair for me either" Clara envied pouting at Dirga.


"You can be alone right, sit down" Dirga replied indifferently, then she sat down next to Dena letting Clara who looked upset.


"Why the hell, you even bring your wife here when I only tell you to yourself" Clara told Dirga.


"She's my wife, of course she has to go where I go, not my love" said Dirga then smiled at Dena who just silently did not respond.


"Hurry up and say what you want Clara to say. I don't have much time right now" Dirga said.


"Why do you sound so cranky it's dear to me, what am I doing wrong"


"A. I'm sorry baby, I'm not having sex.."


"It's enough Clara, I'm not a fool you can lie to, from now on we have nothing to do. I think it's enough up here that we're talking about, I'm having some business"


Dena watched the two people in front of her who were in a fuss. It felt like he did not want to be in the middle of them, what exactly Dirga planned to invite him like this.


"Dirga why did you change the hell, baby,?what because of this wife of yours you're acting like this to me" upset Clara did not accept being treated like that by Dirga she also pointed right in front of Dena's face.


"Sorry, you're accusing me of making Dirga like this. Sory, I'm not as generous as you would want a jerk like him. Just so you know I don't want this guy if you want to take it. Don't take me for granted. You two are very suitable cheap and jerk" somehow Dena who was silent trying not to interfere now she is provoked by emotions. He was so anti with the person showing his finger in front of the other person right on his face that it was completely disrespectful.


Dirga who heard Dena's words earlier certainly felt unacceptable, she clenched her hands staring intently at Dena who was next to her at this time. But he had to hold back his emotions, in front of Clara for the play to go well.


"Did you say." Clara's frustration stopped, as Dena stood up from her seat.


"I don't want to interfere, you two just finish it" said Dena coldly standing up from her seat about to step up.


Clara felt she could not be treated that way. He picked up his used drinking glass to throw it at Dena.


But before the glass hit Dena, it hit Dirga first who is currently protecting Dena by hugging the woman from behind.


The glass shattered instantly as it fell to the floor, after hitting Dirga's back who was hugging Dena.


Dena was surprised to see the broken glass on the floor, she was surprised to see Dirga protecting her with the man's sturdy back.


Dirga immediately stood firmly looking at Clara sharply.


"You're crazy, you want me to report to the police if something happens to my wife" Dirga snapped, making the atmosphere of the cafe even more boisterous.


"Sa..Honey, I. I don't" said Clara glagapan, taking Dirga's arm but the man immediately threw her.


"We from now on have no point relationship. I already have a wife"


"Let's go, baby" said Dirga back then pulled Dena out of the cafe.


Dena was still very shocked by what was going to happen to her earlier. If it does not hit Dirga's body can be sure it will definitely hit his head..


Dirga kept pulling Dena into the car. He pushed Dena hard, making Dena come to her senses from his thoughts earlier.


"You are a woman who does not know yourself, you dared to vilify me in front of Clara" said Dirga to Dena who was looking at her flat.


After saying that, Dirga immediately walked to the driver's seat. He got into the car watching Dena who saw him not what the woman thought Dirga's inner self.


"Akhhh," said Dirga directly holding his right shoulder which suddenly felt pain.


Dena saw that, though,


"You why?" tanya Dena watched Dirga who was still touching her shoulder with her left hand.


"It's okay" he said and wanted to run his car.


But again, he was in pain


"Let me see," Dena immediately looked at Dirga's shoulder. He looked surprised to see that there was a bruise on it, it could be confirmed that it was very painful. And that was probably from the glass toss.


"illness?" Dena held the bruise.


"Arkhkk, you stupidly obviously sick" Dirga snapped to Dena. Dena did not care, she then looked at Dirga not afraid.


"Let me drive" he said later.


"No need," refused Dirga.


"Can you?"


Silence thinks about it. It was also true that his shoulder hurt when moved so where could he drive.


"Here,.." Dirga immediately got out of the car swapping places with Dena.


Dena moved the seat to the driver's seat when Dirga was out, he would drive the car. He was able to drive two years ago when he was eighteen.


Dena watched Dirga at a glance which was like enduring the pain on her shoulder. Not long ago Dena immediately started the engine of his car.


Dirga looked at Dena who was very serious, for some reason he was just when he saw Clara who would throw a glass at Dena reflex only he wanted to protect the cold woman who already had the status as his wife.


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