The Secret Bride's
Episode 108: Valerie & Darren

Should I be a MOTHER?

She feels guilty for the child she conceived, how did she become a good mother? does he deserve that noble status?

“I will be very sad, if this child hates me.” he said, accompanied by tears that came out

Darren's approaching. “You are a good mother, it will always be like that. Why does she hate you?”

“Because of hating his father,”

Darren smiled, it's okay, in his heart.

“Tell him that I'm guilty of you.

He won't hate you, how can you even bet his life so he can see the world.”

“Then he will hate you.”

“As long as you and him are fine, 1,000 years is no problem.”

“1,000 years? Too much watching weird drama.” Valerie chuckled, forgetting that she was angry.

He He He He

“Valerie,” call Darren after laughing session long enough.

The woman moved to raise her face.

“Can I hug you?” he said, there was a raspy as he uttered his request.

Valerie agreed with a nod. No part of him could resist.

Darren's embrace felt different, he felt every bit of the man's sadness when their bodies touched. She was afraid that this embrace would be her last, Darren hugging her tightly, letting go of all the longing that had been piled up in her heart.

For all the difficulties his wife experienced, he knew that all came from the inability to take care of the household that had been entrusted to him.

He admitted wrong and accepted all decisions. Whether it was farewell or staying put, he could accept everything. This stupidity that has become a thorn has hurt whoever touches it.

Even the unborn child will be injured due to the inability of his parents. He imagines the future.

When the plan that was drawn up yesterday worked out she was overjoyed, she thought Valerie had not yet learned of her pregnancy.

However, now he realized the excitement that appeared was still residing in him or had become foam in the sea.

His embrace is getting tighter. Darren peeked at the top of his wife's head, his tears falling.

“I love you!”

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Valerie gnashing, dimmed. Only the light of the sleeping lights illuminates the room. She woke up from sleep after the long-time hug scene was over. Falling asleep in Darren's arms, the most comfortable place for him. As her husband spoke the words of love, Valerie kept silent not replying. He does not not love Darren, only he is disappointed in the things that involve him but it is hidden.

He glanced to the side. Isn't that a lie? How to define a lie? If Valerie had known the facts long ago would it still be a lie? Or only the unknown can be called a lie if caught but he denies. Why did he scream, as if he was being lied to?

The woman held Darren's arms lying down with her eyelids closed. Her breathing is regular, she sleeps like a baby. In his wife's view, of course. He brought his face closer towards Darren, gently stroked his jaw. The halted impulse kissed her husband's lips. Just briefly.

Then, he moved towards Darren's temple, gave a sweet kiss there once more and he stayed away. Valerie got off the bed, walked out of the room. He could not remember whether he had dinner or not. Stomach hungry.

The refrigerator of the apartment was never empty, Valerie was happy to see a lot of materials there. His hand knocked on the refrigerator door looking for an idea of what to cook tonight, or rather early today. After many pleasant considerations, he chose to make steaks and fries.

Agilely, his hand took out all the necessary materials. Placed on a ceramic table, he began to work one by one. Starting from cutting ingredients and preparing spices. Everything is neatly arranged.

While the remaining ingredients are put back in the refrigerator and the equipment that has been used he washes. If you do not wash the equipment immediately, laziness will come to him. He will postpone work until tomorrow and it can cause discomfort together. Her husband, a cleaner. He will not like a lot of dirty equipment in the kitchen.

"Hye Na prepared this much meat, as if I ate a lot. Oh, it does eat a lot because there are you." stroking his stomach is always a habit. "Bapi's still sleeping, we don't make a noise?" Mother and son make a deal.

Valerie rushed over, her stomach hungry for food. Potatoes so it stay in put in the fryer water and then the meat in put into the natural oven. Usually, he would cook meat using pan. Afraid of making a hissing sound of meat meet oil he chose the safest way.

While waiting for them to ripen, Valerie lifted the potatoes that had been boiled for 15 minutes. Drain it into a container of macaque and crushed using a potato masher or potato shredder. Hand busy. In the pot that was on the stove he had to heat the milk and butter with a small fire. After finishing he poured it into the potato and seasoned to add flavor. Done it.

He smiled, mashed potato finished. Waiting for the meat and fries. Ah don't ask why he makes two dishes of potatoes at once. Valerie likes French fries so she prepares for a snack after the main meal. Important information, he intended to watch the drama after eating. French fries are just a companion.

Waiting and waiting. He brought his laptop from the small library to the left of the kitchen. Looking for the drama she had been waiting for. Only show once a week. The drama tells the story of a woman who experiences a very real dream, such as being sucked into it she lives life in the dream until she regains consciousness.

Although it sounds absurd, Valerie watches it just for fun. Moreover, many scenes featuring comedy skesta. He laughed at every scene that happened in the drama. His legs were shaken until the sound of the oven signifying the meat was ripe.

"Eat!"

Excited as always. He prayed before the meal and started with a large piece of meat. Enjoying the taste of fighting in his mouth. His eyes closed while nodding his head. Tasty. Nothing was in vain from his wait for almost an hour.

Valerie chewed slowly, until the last piece of meat went into her mouth. He gave thanks, could eat well today. Dirty dishes immediately enter the sink to be cleaned. And the last fries that have been ready have been in the shellfish since earlier. He put it aside before the meat ripened.

Walking to the sofa to make it more comfortable, Valerie sat down at the foot of the sofa and placed the laptop on the table. Not to forget the snacks tonight are fries and warm milk. He hasn't had any milk yet.

"Eh? Headsets!" Forgetting, the headset was in the room. Sighing, suddenly the good mood has now plummeted. Valerie pouted not wanting to watch anymore, the fries in the small basket were also still faithfully sitting sweet without being touched.

Close the laptop back. He was lazy if he had to go back to the room, finally throwing himself on the sofa. The warm blanket provided in the desk drawer becomes a friend to warm yourself. Never forget the milk that he must drink is already toilet without remaining.

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