Cold Woman is my wife

Ep 47s

Dena who was enjoying her kiss with Dirga immediately realized what she was doing now, just like that she immediately pushed Dirga to release her kiss.

Of course Dirga was immediately encouraged because of his focus on kissing which he thought always made him addicted to continuing to taste Dena's sweet lips.

"You why?" annoyed Dirga who pushed away, but he was so enjoying the kiss.

Dena rubbed her lips, looking at Dirga.

"Don't assume I received your kiss earlier," coldly Dena looked at Dirga who immediately looked into her fixed eyes.

"Huh, you don't have to deny. The proof was that you received my kiss," a slanted smile appeared on Dirga's face.

"There's nothing wrong with that kiss, we're husband and wife. Even if I wanted to I could do more" Dirga added, approaching Dena again.

Dena turned around to walk away, instead,

"Where are you going?" dirga shouted to see Dena who was walking in the opposite direction from him. He walked along the sand of the beach.

Dirga ran after Dena, and,

"You don't feel like I'm kissing you? I'm sorry" said Dirga walking beside Dena who immediately stopped his steps looking at Dirga in disbelief.

Turns out that guy has an apology in him, Dena thinks an abusive Dirga doesn't have one.

"You forgive me" Dirga looked closely at Dena's face.

Dena remained silent, instead sitting with her knees bent at the vastness of the ocean in front of her.

"You can't, not just be quiet. Speak and answer my words" upset Dirga and sat down in the sand.

"You know not what makes me hate my own Papa" instead of answering Dena instead discusses her hating Marco.

Dirga looked at Dena seriously,

"What?"

"He cheated on my mother when Daniel and I were two years old. But the three of us don't know. We know that when my mom was gone I just found out that my dad was having an affair and even had a child with an affair that was only two years from me" dena began to open up what was the reason for hating her own Papa.

Dirga kept silent, preferring to be a listener for Dena. This woman next to him must have experienced more pain than that reality,

"It's not just that that makes me hate him even more, he's too mean and picky with both of us. He used to beat, curse and rule me and Daniel when we started living with him, he leaned more towards his wife and other children" Dena told the story.

"Why could your father be like that?You two are also her children" astonished Dirga felt sorry to hear the words of Dena just now.

"That's all because of those two old men, who hate my Mom" Dena's face stiffened with anger as she recalled the faces of her parents.

"You mean, Mr. Maryo and his wife. Your Grandpa and Grandma? why do they hate your mom?" Dirga is getting curious about Dena's life.

"They didn't approve of my mother, they thought my mother was just an ordinary person who wanted their possessions. And they already had other options for my Papa, but suddenly when my Papa just came home from out of town immediately took my mama and already made her a wife made them both become resentful of Mama" clearly Dena remembered the story of her mother first. Mama Dena told Dena and Daniel the first time, when they both asked Mama why their Grandpa and Grandma didn't love them both.

Dirga felt a little flushed, because what Dena told him was almost like him. He used to think that Dena married him because he wanted Papa to become more successful by marrying him.

Although now he still thinks Dena is like that but, there are doubts in his heart. Dena must have had another reason to marry him.

"Actually, I still have things I want to tell you about myself who so hated those two pairs of old bangka. But, it seems like I can't believe you yet" Dena looked at Dirga's expressionless face who also saw her.

"Why can't you trust me completely?" He was very curious about the reason why he could not be trusted.

"You are similar to my Papa" Dena said flatly and instantly turned her face the other way.

DAMM

Dirga immediately fell silent to hear it, did he look like Papa from Dena. Does Dena feel like a jerk, too.

"Forget that, I wanted to ask you something that made me very curious while we were married. What was the reason you married me, when you agreed to reject this marriage?" Dirga looked at Dena seriously.

Dena looked directly at Dirga again, looking at the man who looked curious.

"That's all because of my Papa, he threatened me to marry you. He threatened to sell my mother's property, a memento from Mama about our happy family back then and not only that my Papa threatened to revoke my Mama's permanent donor at one of the orphanages. Of course I was helpless with the threat, because it was all a precious thing that my mother left behind" explained Dena withstanding the pain in her heart when discussing the threat made by her father.

Dirga was surprised to hear it, so that was the reason Dena finally wanted to marry him. Means he had misunderstood the cold woman next to him. He hurt the woman and hated her.

Awkwardness instantly creeps between those who are silent explore each other's minds.

"I'm going to the car" Dena got up from her seat, because she thought it was uncomfortable. Better just go.

Dirga looked up at Dena who was already standing up,

"You?." said Dirga to a halt as Dena looked at him.

"What?" in short.

"No." answered Dirga.

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Dena had just finished taking a shower, she who had changed clothes was sitting on the sofa where she slept. Before long Dirga went inside walking closer to Dena at this time.

"You'll change your black shirt immediately" told Dirga to Dena.

Dena who was sitting relaxed, immediately saw Dirga who entered suddenly told her to change into black clothes.

"Why?"

"Your grandmother died" said Dirga slowly fearing that Dena would feel sad or something.

Dena widened her eyes feeling surprised, not surprised because she was sad. But because of what he was talking about when it happened, his grandmother finally met his mother.

"You know who it is?" flat Dena asked. Because why did Dirga tell him.

"From Daniel, he called you. But your phone died. You turned off your HP?"

"Yes, because I don't want to be disturbed by people like them" Dena said.

Dirga was silent to hear the cold-impressed tone.

"You can change clothes now. Papa and Mama are waiting downstairs, I'll also change" Dirga ordered again and she immediately headed for her wardrobe.

"I'm not going there, you guys" Dena immediately laid her body on the sofa turning on the television in front of her.

Dirga who was just now, will open the closet directly looking at Dena.

"You're not going there? Your grandmother died" said Dirga.

"What am I going there for" said Dena flatly.

Dirga picked up his black shirt, undressing the one he was wearing now. Replace it with the shirt and then get closer to Dena.

"She's your grandmother, you have to go there" Dirga said as she stood right in front of Dena who sat down.

"I said no" Dena raised her tone.

Dirga immediately pulled, Dena's hand stood up. Grip the woman's arm.

"Quick get changed, you gotta get there. After all she's your grandmother" Dirga said with emphasis.

"I said no, you forced it" Dena no less hard to take off Dirga's hand and throw it.

"You want your relationship with your sister to get worse?" said Dirga.

Dena fell silent, of course she didn't want it. But how else. He didn't want to go to his grandmother's funeral. Think of this as revenge from him, because his grandfather and Grandmother did not come to the funeral of his mother.

"I don't care what I came there for they didn't come to my mama's funeral" Dena said and went straight from Dirga to the balcony of the room.

"As far as you are" it feels like Dirga is sick of forcing Dena to leave. He just left the room, slamming the door so hard.

He walked down the stairs quickly, feeling his coercion was in vain.

"Where's Dena?" said Sisil when he saw Dirga who went down the stairs only alone.

"She doesn't want to come, ma" said Dirga told his mother.

"why won't your wife come?" Doni who had just approached them immediately asked about the reason Dena did not want to come.

"He didn't want to, he seemed to hate his grandfather and Grandma so much" weakly Dirga told him.

Sisil and Doni looked at each other, though,

"What made him not want to?" Sisil asks Dirga when Dirga knows why Dena would not go to her grandmother's funeral.

Dirga silent, dirga,

"Don't talk about her ma, pa. We'd better just go" Dirga didn't want to answer his parents' questions. He even invited his parents to leave immediately.

Dirga walked first from his parents, making the two men feel suspicious.

"Dena know something or how?why does he seem to hate his father's family? And why does Dirga seem to know that, too?" Sisil wondered about it while looking at Doni.

"I don't know ma, it's better that we leave now" said Doni and immediately embrace his wife to walk with him.

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T.B.C