When Your Uncle Becomes the Substitute Bride
Season 2: 24

As usual at his house, Zakira always got up early to cook. Today, that woman is too. There was not even anyone in the kitchen yet, he had already processed the vegetables to cook this morning.

Zakira deftly put in the spices that he had made, then followed by the vegetables. While cooking, Zakira felt a hand hugging her waist from behind.

“Morning,” greet Alden while hugging Zakira.

“Morning too. Emm, please let go of her hands first, I'm cooking again,” pinta Zakira.

“Why should it be removed? You can continue cooking,” Alden said.

“Slightly less convenient,” great-grandson Zakira.

“If still a little, gpp. What matters is not a lot.”

Ah, indeed Zakira would never win if she argued with Alden. The man was smarter, Zakira immediately shut up.

“Definitely good,” praise Alden while putting his chin on Zakira's shoulder.

Zakira smiled, feeling happy being praised so by Alden. Though he is often praised by many people, because indeed the cuisine is very good. However, this morning's praise felt foreign but was able to make his heart slack.

“Still,” Reply Zakira.

“Sama-sama.” Alden gave up his arms to Zakira because he felt that Zakira's movements were uncomfortable.

Alden chose to sit on the dining chair while watching Zakira cook. He put on a cold face plus flat as usual, then Alden switched to staring at the phone.

As for Zakira, feeling something was lacking as Alden let go of his embrace. After all, she also felt disappointed when her husband no longer looked at her. Zakira exhaled a rough breath, then refocused on her activities.

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After breakfast, Alden said goodbye to Zakira. The man said he was going to the office because there was a bit of a problem there.

Now Zakira was alone at home, for her mother-in-law also left. She was so bored, Zakira intended to contact Mina to get the girl to come to her in-laws' house.

“Hey ... You forgot I was working at your boutique?” Mina asked in a casual manner, making Zakira laugh.

“Sorry, I don't remember.”

“From being confused, just mending you who are here. It has been a long time also we did not meet, I miss very much,” said Mina.

“Sok, yes, you. But ater, deh, I permission first,” said Zakira.

“Nice, yes, have a husband. Everywhere must be permission first, not free,” said Mina.

“You will feel it, Min.”

“No. I, right, am not married.”

“As of you, deh. I close, yes, you want to contact my husband first.”

Zakira cut off the phone. Then he sought Alden's contact, intending to contact the man for permission.

Long enough, Alden picked it up.

“What's up?” ask Alden across the street. Hearing the voice of the husband who seemed cold, Zakira was afraid.

“Emm, that ... I want permission,” great-grandson of Zakira.

“Izin what, Darling?”

Alden always knew how to keep Zakira from being afraid. The man changed his tone to be gentle, so that the wife felt comfortable.

“Meet Mina, can?”

“Where's the meeting?”

“In the boutique, really. Can, yes?” persuade Zakira.

Long time, Alden just shut up. The man cleared his throat, Zakira was still waiting patiently, though somewhat doubtful.

“Ya. But it must be the driver who delivers,” Alden said.

“OK. Thank you.”

Zakira immediately disconnected after saying good afternoon. He went straight to the dressing room, looking for the clothes he was going to wear.

While going to pick up the watch in the nightstand drawer, Zakira accidentally saw something there. A picture of a woman.

“Who is this woman?”