When Your Uncle Becomes the Substitute Bride

When Your Uncle Becomes the Substitute Bride
Season 2: 26


The blanket-covered body wriggled as it felt a hand hugging it from behind. Slowly, Zakira opened her eyes. The first thing he saw was the curtains covering the balcony door, already visible to the terrace because of the light from outside trying to break through.


Zakira stretched out her arms, but it was very difficult because the embrace was getting tighter. She looked back, Alden's peaceful face very close to her.


"Gosh, he's so funny" Zakira exclaimed as she watched Alden's face clearly.


Slowly but surely, the taut fingers began to caress the soft surface of her husband's face. From the forehead, eyes, nose, to the chin that looks slightly taper. Because of the subtlety on Alden's face, making Zakira unsaturated to continue wiping it.


"Have you finished admiring your husband's handsome face?"


Zakira's reflexes instantly hid her hands. Alden chuckled as he slowly pulled his wife's nose, anxious to see Zakira's childlike behavior.


"Good morning" said Alden.


Unfortunately, Zakira was silent. Prefer to get out of bed, and into the bathroom.


Alden scrunched his forehead, confused by Zakira's indifferent attitude to him. Immediately the man got up, pulled up the blanket and folded it neatly. While waiting for Zakira to come out, she also opened the window curtains and the balcony door.


"This matter must be resolved this morning as well" Alden's monologue.


After about half an hour, Zakira came out of the bathroom. The woman was handsome fresh as she had just finished her bath, heading straight for the changing room to exchange her bath towels for casual clothes.


Alden is still waiting faithfully, despite being constantly harassed by his wife. He was confused, where was his mistake?


"Honey," called Alden when Zakira was out of the dressing room.


"Yes" said Zakira. Still cute.


The handsome man immediately stood up, walking over to his wife who was sitting in front of the dressing table. Alden hugged Zakira's neck, peeping briefly at her cheeks.


"You mad?" ask Alden softly.


"No."


"liks. You're just as funny as me. Tell me, where's my fault?"


"You're not wrong" Zakira replied.


Alden exhaled violently, then pulled out a chair and sat down near Zakira. He continued to pay attention to his palace activities, while trying to find an idea so that his wife would be honest.


"Honey," call Alden again.


"Yes." Yeah."


"Jawab honestly, what's wrong with me? You don't fuck around like this, I know you're craving again. But I was confused, cranky because of what," Alden said at length.


Zakira turned her face, looking at Alden intently. Then the woman stood up, walking towards the nightstand beside the bed. Hands with those taper fingers, taking picture frames.


"This who? Your boyfriend?" ask Zakira to the point.


Instead of answering, Alden laughed as he tried to keep his mouth shut.


"Hahahaha.you're funny, honey." Alden kept laughing.


Irritated, Zakira slapped the man's shoulder slowly, making the master nod while stopping laughing.


"OK, okay. I will be clear with you" Alden said, confirming his sitting position.


He looked serious, and Zakira was serious. As he opened his mouth, Alden pinched his wife's cheek.


"That's my sister. Now he's studying in Switzerland" Alden said.


"Your sister?" ask Zakira. His face seemed to be in disbelief.


"Yes, honey."


"But it looks older" Zakira said.


"Hummmmd. She does look old, because the beautiful and cute are just you" said Alden.


This was something Zakira could not believe. An Alden suddenly turned into a bucin, already able to bomb it.


"His mood is crashing because of that photo, hahahaha. You're so funny."


"No, who's craving? I used to, really," Zakira's alibi.


"Maha."


Zakira breathed a sigh of relief, apparently her guess was wrong. The woman in the photo is Alden's sister, not his girlfriend or ex.


"Here, don't think of anything weird. I'm not cheating" Alden said.


The man looked at Zakira seriously back. Next to her hand took Zakira's hand, clasping tightly.


"No papa, right, if we stay here? With Mama?" ask Alden.


"meaning?"


"We didn't move into an apartment" Alden replied.


"Yes, no papa."


"I'm just worried about Mama, because she lives alone." Zakira nodded in understanding, she should be able to think about that as well.


Behind that, Alden felt guilty for not being able to tell everything to Zakira. About her parents' relationship that wasn't okay, and about the matchmaking she made.


I'm sorry, Zakira.


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Sorry, guys. Othor just got back up.