Cold Woman is my wife

Ep 5

Dena had already walked ahead of his Papa who was walking behind him at this moment. Dena's face was so cold and flat, she didn't want to see that person.

Dena walked down the stairs, Dirga saw as if she felt fascinated with Dena because of the beautiful face and white skin of the woman.

"It turns out she's pretty too" Dirga said involuntarily as her gaze continued to look at Dena who was walking closer towards her.

"Aware Dirga, Realize you have Clara" Dirga shook her head slowly as she realized what she had just said.

Dena sat on the single sofa in the middle of the sofa occupied by Soraya and Dirga. He still showed his expressionless flat face staring at Dirga reluctantly.

"Dena Introduce this Dirga" Dirga directly extended her hand towards Dena but Dena did not respond to him.

Dirga lowered his hand again to look at the woman in front of him at this time questioningly.

Marco himself saw his son who was silent without speaking.

"And this Dirga is my daughter Dena Nindia Sharman,"

"Dena.." call Marco to Dena to tell her son to extend a hand to Dirga.

Dena glanced at Marco, then he extended his hand in front of Dirga.

"Dena.." he said.

"Dirga.." said Dirga reply to Dena's hand.

"You talk first, to get to know each other. Ayok Honey" said Marco then invite his wife to leave Dena and Dirga alone.

"Don't expect me to accept this matchmaking" Dena said, looking at Dirga, who looked surprised by her words.

Dirga was surprised to hear the words of the woman he would be betrothed to at this time.

"Who also hopes to receive this matchmaking" said Dirga no less ketus.

"Good, looks like you rejected this match. I can be relieved now"

Dena just silently heard the words of the stranger he just knew.

"If you also refuse this matchmaking, how about we work together to cancel it" Dirga said.

"You mean.?" dena asked still with a flat face.

"We're working together, you're resisting this matchmaking right? and with me, I don't want any of this. I've had lovers understand" explained Dirga.

"I also don't seem to want to have a wife like you" cynical Dirga while watching Dena whose face is flat.

Dena replied to Dirga's words with her cynical smile.

"That's all you want to say. If you can go"

Hearing that Dirga immediately stood up from his seat, then stepped away.

"Tomorrow to meet me at Rafles Cafe, we'll arrange a plan there" he said before stepping away.

"Why do we meet there, just finish here don't waste time"

"The point is that we don't accept all of this. Yes, just tell your two parents" continued Dena did not budge from her position.

"It's not as easy as you think, miss" Dirga started to turn around again, sitting looking at Dena who was also staring at her.

"If it were as easy as you imagine I wouldn't be tired of coming here" Sinis Dirga gave his sharp gaze.

"You wait here." asked Dena then she immediately stood up leaving Dirga who did not understand why she was told to wait there.

Dena walked away towards a guest room not far from their family living room. Dirga who was sitting in ignorance saw Dena who was walking towards a room.

Dena just opened the room without knocking on the door.

"Based on a disgusting couple" he hissed as the door opened he saw his Papa having sex with Soraya.

Indeed Marco always used the guest room to have intimate relations, no matter what reason made him do it there.

Marco immediately stopped his activities with his wife. Seeing where his son was currently standing who was looking at him in disdain.

"Why did you enter without knocking on the door" said Marco who was still on Soraya's body.

"The man you've betrothed me to, wants to talk to" Dena said and left first.

"Tell that person in front of him directly" said Dena coldly as she looked at her Papa who was walking towards the two of them.

"What am I supposed to say?" lirih Dirga's.

"You don't want this match"

"What did you want to talk to me about?" marco asked in front of Dirga.

"Look, I refuse this match. And your son also rejected it, so we better cancel your plan with my Papa"

hearing that, of course, Marco was surprised, he immediately looked at Dena sharply while Dena just threw her face away.

"Can't Dirga, this has been my deal with your Papa. And this is also Mama Dena's will"

Hearing her father's words made Dena widen her eyes in disbelief. How could his mother have made such a will,

"Don't make it up," coldly Dena looked at Marco dislike.

"If you take my Mama's name for this crazy thing I can't stay silent" cynical Dena again.

Dirga who sees father and son as hostile to each other only silently looks at it with his incomprehension.

"Papa didn't make up the story, it's really your mama's wish"

"STOP CONNECTING WITH MY MOM. A disgusting person like you and a loopy treasure like you should never carry my mother's name with you in this matter" cried Dena hysterically staring at her Papa full of emotion.

Dirga was shocked to see all that, seeing the beautiful woman in front of him who was so very angry with his own Papa.

"*Actually what's with them both" Dirga's inner seeing two people in front of her who seem to both harbor their emotions.

Plak*

A loud slap landed on Dena's right cheek at this moment. Dena immediately held her red face against the palm of her hand

Marco could not hold back his emotions by slapping Dena right in front of Dirga who saw them both in shock.

"Good, now you do not care about your image means. So dare to slap me in front of a stranger" said Dena with a smile here glancing at her Papa

Marco instantly fell silent looking towards Dirga hesitatingly. Because of that, what Dirga was thinking right now. Inner Marco.

"A..Dirga.." said Marco doubtfully as Dirga looked at him flatly.

"What's this about? daniel just came from outside. He saw three people standing staring at each other and in a tense atmosphere.

Daniel looked at his older brother who was still holding his face at this moment.

"Why you?" daniel asked Dena, Dena reflexively lowered her hand from her face and covered her Papa's slap mark with her strayed hair.

Dirga noticed all the movements of Dena just once in a while he also saw Daniel who he knew as a female twin in front of him approaching the woman.

Daniel walked over to Dena but his gaze occasionally looked at her Papa looking at him sharply.

"What do you cover with your hair?" Daniel pulled out Dena's hair. It was true that he felt suspicious of Dena who had pointed her hair at his face.

"Who did it to you?" daniel said it like repeating his question last time.

"He or Papa" Daniel pointed to Dirga and his Papa.

"Not to answer, I know who did it" Daniel approached his Papa who was standing nearby.

"Daniel.." call Dena while holding Daniel's tightly clasped arm staring at her sharp unblinking Papa.

"Please, if you do..Ye..You won't see me again, don't forget what I said back then" Dena still kept holding Daniel's arm so Daniel wouldn't hit their Papa.

All of that could not be separated from Dirga's vision, he scrunched his forehead trying to understand what was happening in front of him at this time.

"This time you escaped Pa, but I do not guarantee in the future" said Daniel fierce in front of the Papa. Then he went away, followed by Dena who ran after Daniel.

He felt like a strange person in the family. Marco was still standing in his place.

He did not expect his quiet son to give a scary look.

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T.B.C