Cold Woman is my wife

Ep 4

When Dena was walking to the garden behind her house, she had seen her papa who was sitting on the swing where she used to calm down after being scolded by her Papa.

"Why is Papa there?" he was stunned when he saw his Papa who was standing right up close to him.

"Papa wants to talk to you" Marco said.

"What about?"

"What Papa talked to you about yesterday" Marco said, watching his daughter who was just throwing her face away.

"I ask you once again the honorable Mr. Marco Alexander Sharman, what right you have over me so you want to match me with your business partner" cynically Dena saw his Papa did not like.

"You forgot you're my son" said Marco, trying to be patient with his daughter.

"You said your son? it wasn't you yourself who said that Daniel and I weren't your flesh and blood" said Dena Sharp.

Marco was speechless trying to think that he could persuade Dena and be able to hold back his current emotions.

"That was, when you were little." deny Marco defended himself.

"But inevitably you have to accept this matchmaking" Marco said as he looked at Dena.

"I said I didn't want to, why you forced it" Dena raised her tone to the Papa.

"It turns out you're stubborn as well like your cheap mama" Marco sizzled a sharp glint from his eyes.

Dena who heard that clasped her hand tightly channeled her emotions into the hand.

"Who is cheap?My mother or your wife at this time. I'm not sure Reyhan is your son" Sinis Dena stared at his Papa no less sharply.

After Marco's patience, he had been able to speak well with Dena, but his daughter's response was not as he had expected. He quickly approached Dena..

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A loud slap landed on Dena's face at this moment, even making her lips bleed from the extremely hard slap from her papa.

Dena just silently looked at her Papa who looked very angry. His face was flushed and his breath was up and down.

"You dare to talk about my wife like that, you are indeed an ignorant child. It's been mending I raised you like this but your return where the cheap daughter's daughter" Marco said so piercingly in Dena's heart at this time. His heart seemed to be broken because of the words of his own father who was so hearty to say it like that. But he could not cry just in front of his papa at this time, as strongly as possible he had to endure his crying.

"Pokonya Papa doesn't want to know, Papa give you three more days. If you do not accept this matchmaking you bear the consequences yourself" Marco threatened and left just like that to leave Dena who just stood still in her place at this time.

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Dena is currently in her room more precisely in front of the mirror looking at her reflection there. His focus was more to the corner of his lips at this moment that was injured.

Seeing the wound even made him smile cynically, slowly he rubbed the wound with a tissue that was just now he was holding. He saw that tissue that had blood stains, when he was about to wipe his wound again the door of his room opened just like that Daniel who looked at him questioningly.

"Why do you look surprised like that, ?" daniel's astonishment because Dena hurriedly hid something behind her body.

"If you go in knock on the door first, do not just go inside" Dena said as she opened the closet inserting a used tissue that she used to clean the blood on her lips earlier.

He was afraid that until Daniel saw him, the boy would rampage blindly.

"What do you need to do in my room?" prisia asked Daniel who was sitting on the sofa in Dena's room.

"When do you want to meet your grandparents?" same question as yesterday.

"Why do you always force me to meet them" coldly Dena sat on the sofa but a little distance from Daniel.

"Sister, grandfather is sick he wants to see you" said Daniel trying to persuade his brother to melt.

"Wait for me to be ready" Dena briefed.

"When are you ready?when grandfather died?" said Daniel Sharp.

Dena just kept quiet and turned her head the other way not looking at Daniel.

"Why your face?why flushed like this?this is a slap" Daniel said immediately when he saw his brother's face reddened with bruises.

"Tell me, who slapped you?" Dena looked straight at Daniel. He was surprised how sharp his brother's vision was, why he could know if he had been slapped.

"WHO HIT YOU!!" daniel's emotions had begun to be provoked because Dena never answered.

Daniel could not see his brother was hurt, he would not let anyone touch his brother. If anyone dares to hurt his twin brother then he will intervene.

"ROD!!" he turned once again to Dena.

"Papa or Soraya slapped you?"guess Daniel.

Daniel stood up, immediately,

"If you will not answer, let me ask them" Daniel began to walk to see his father and stepmother.

"Daniel wait, wait. Hold your emotions.I'm fine" Dena held Daniel's hand firmly so that his twin sister wouldn't meet their Papa with emotion.

"I didn't ask you it's okay?I'm just asking who dares to slap you" Daniel annoyed.

"Father." said Dena at last as she saw a sharp glint in Daniel's eyes.

Daniel clenched his hand his face began to harden and he just walked out of Dena's room. Walking quickly to meet his father gave a lesson to his Papa who dared to slap his brother.

Dena ran quickly after Daniel, she immediately pulled Daniel's arm strong.

"Stop Daniel" Daniel smashed his brother's hand.

"I'm gonna beat that guy up"

"Leave it, Daniel. That's our Papa,"

"Ciih, since when have you defended her"

Daniel began to walk again to see his father.

"Daniel stop!! if you don't stop I'll jump from up here" Dena threatened while walking closer to the barrier on the second floor.

Daniel stopped looking at his older brother who was starting to step out of the barrier.

"Stop sister, stop" hysterically Daniel when he starts to see Dena who will jump.

"Okay, okay I'll let him this time. Please get out of there" he continued loudly. Daniel walked up to his brother who was standing at his place.

"Never do it like that, don't leave me alone" Daniel hugged his brother as he shed his tears, hugging his brother tightly as if he didn't want to lose.

Hugging Daniel back, she tried not to cry. Slowly he patted Daniel on the back to calm him down.

Dirga only realized from his stings after a night he fainted due to a blow from his father, plus the influence of alcohol is so strong.

Slowly he got up from his sleep, holding his head that felt dizzy, sometimes he also complained of pain holding his lips that were painful and stiff.

When he was sitting down, he really did not remember what happened last night he just remembered he got up to stand up because he was beaten by his Papa but on what basis he also forgot.

Dirga tried to remember him, while trying to remember his mother came in while bringing him a bowl of porridge and a large bottle of aqua.

Dirga frowned to wonder why his mother brought him a bottle of aqua that big.

"Dirga eat first, this porridge. Keep drinking all this water so that your hangover is gone" her mother ordered her to just put it all on Dirga's bedside table. After putting that Sisil immediately went he did not speak anything more to his son because he was still very disappointed in Dirga who had drunk like last night.

"Ma..Mama" called Dirga when her mother just walked out of her room.

"Why is mama angry" her inner self at this moment.

When Dirga was looking disappointed because his mother left just like that, a message entered his phone under the pillow.

*From Papa's

"Today you meet Marco, say you're ready to marry his son Dena"

"Papa doesn't want to see you, so papa sent me this message. Papa hope you want to obey papa"

That's how the message from Doni on his son, Dirga who read it immediately slammed his phone into the mattress.

"Alright I will obey papa to meet Om Marco but I am not talking about this matchmaking but cancellation" said Dirga with a slanted smile.

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Surely when the afternoon Dirga came to Marco's house looks so neat, a coat that drizzles and hair was also drizzle. There is a plan that he will do later. Making Dirga smile satisfied with the plan that he will run later,.

He entered Marco's house, which was opened by the servant of the house. With wide steps Dirga entered the house,.

Then he sat on the living room couch waiting for the owner to meet him.

Marco has just come out of the guest room at this time, of course he is not alone he is accompanied by his wife Soraya.

"Hi, son of Dirga" Marco said as he was just sitting on the front sofa of Dirga at this time.

"Hi Om, Auntie" said Dirga back while greeting the two people in front of him.

"What do you need to do here, Dirga?" ask Marco.

"I want to meet your daughter who wants to be betrothed to me can I meet her?"

"Of course you can, you're her future husband

"Honey would you please get Dena here?" marco's orders to his wife.

"Honey, if I told him to come here, he would not want to ignore you" Soraya said spoiledly.

Dirga who saw it, felt bodo very.

"Well, I called Dena to come here"

"Dirga for a moment, yes, I call you first" Marco immediately went from his seat walking to Dena's room on the second floor.

While Dena herself is currently combing her hair in front of the mirror, she has just finished her manda and has changed clothes.

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I heard a knock on the door from outside,.

"Come in,." said Dena, let her in.

"What are you doing?there's Dirga downstairs she wants to see you?" marco said without hesitation.

"The Dirga?Who's dirga?" said Dena when looking at her father who was standing behind her at this time.

"Dirga son of Om Doni who will marry you"

"I don't want to see him" said Dena coldly and turned back to her Papa.

"Get him"

"I said I didn't want to, why would I see him. I told you I didn't want to accept this match" Dena said.

"Papa says meet him, you want Papa slapped again" Marco said with emphasis.

"I'm not afraid" Dena smiled cynically looking at her Papa from the mirror.

Marco is out of his mind, he observes the whole room of Dena filled with photos of Dena and Mama and also photos of Daniel.

Marco walks into one of Monica's great photos of his first wife first.

"What are you going to do with my Mama's picture" Dena said as she looked at her father from a mirror raising a picture of his mother.

Not just one big photo, Marco took all the photos of monica displayed in Dena's room.

"I told you what you'd do with my mama's picture" Dena raised her voice.

"I'm gonna burn it, you hear Papa's gonna burn all your mama's pictures"

"You're crazy" cried Dena.

Marco slammed the photos into the floor, so that the picture figures broke.

"You still don't want to see Dirga, " Marco pulled out a match from his pants pocket.

Dena clasped her hands, her teeth grinding withstanding emotions.

"Well I'll meet him, now get out of my room"

"I won't leave until you come with me too"

"Okay" Dena looked at the photos of the broken frame, and then she walked out of her room ahead of her Papa.

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T.B.C