When Your Uncle Becomes the Substitute Bride
Season 2: 31

With a heavy heart Alden left his wife inside, it felt so heavy when he left his wife alone there. However, Alden tried to convince himself that Zanira was strong, that she could definitely survive.

In the car, Alden fiddled with the phone. The man contacted the head of the bodyguard in his apartment.

“Bring your men, a maximum of five,” Alden's word.

“....”

“I don't want you guys to banged up, keep an eye on Zakira at Papahku's house.”

“....”

“Good. You guys can come tonight.”

Alden disconnected the phone after he finished speaking. The handsome man was still paying attention to the luxurious building owned by the papah. No, not thinking about the old man, but a beautiful and sweet woman who always makes her heart flutter. Alden smiled as he imagined the cute face of Zakira.

“There haven't been twenty minutes we parted, but I've missed it. Your face, your voice, and your scolding,” Alden said as he looked straight ahead.

Just wanting to start the car engine, Alden saw Rasan walking towards his car. Before long the beautiful woman in sexy clothes knocked on the glass of her car, asking Alden to get off. With Alden forced to get back down from the car, he stood still with a cold flat face.

“You didn't miss me?” asked Rasan with the pedal. Alden grieving.

“What are you?” Alden stared cynically.

“Come on, Alden, don't be like this. We once made love, but you are still stiff,” lontar Rasan.

“Do you think I care? I don't care about you anymore. So, no need to take care of my business!” press Alden.

“Didn't you still love me?” Suddenly Rasan hugged Alden's arm tightly, making the master shocked.

“Honey!”

Zakira's shout surprised the two, Alden immediately pushed Rasan's body away from him. The man ran over to his wife, clasping Zakira's fingers tightly.

“He immediately hugged my arm,” Alden said honestly.

“I know. He is a bit strange indeed,” Zakira cetus.

Zakira pinched her lips, her hands folded in her chest. Instead of being afraid, Alden felt very anxious about Zakira's behavior. Without ba bi bu Alden stealing a kiss on his wife's lips.

“You, ih.” Zakira smacked Alden's chest softly, then hid his face there.

Seeing the romantic scenes of Zakira and Alden, Rasan becomes hot. He continued to grumble, swearing whether or not how many times had been thrown from his lips.

“Can you step aside, Ma'am? You see my husband wants to go home,” reprimand Zakira.

“Ck.” Rasan grieved, stepping by stomping his feet into Mr. Hander's house.

Zakira laughed back and forth to see the behavior of Rasan, the sweet woman to the point of holding her stomach. Alden was made even more anxious, immediately hugging Zakira tightly.

“It turns out you can quip too,” Alden said as he pinched slowly on Zakira's nose.

“She's looking for it first, so don't blame me if it gets worse,” said Zakira with an uproar.

“Ya already there you go home.”

“Ngusir?”

“Iya. It's there.”

Zakira pushes Alden's body into the car. The woman shook her hand, as a farewell greeting.

“Drug! Be careful on the road.”

“You're seriously not coming home?” ask Alden to make sure.

“Ngak, Alden. It's there.”

“So Darling, now Alden,” cetus Alden. Throw away his face a sulking sign.

Zakira gave a crisp laugh, then pinched Alden's cheek softly. “Udah, yes, Darling. You should go home. O, yes, send greetings to Mamah.”

“I'll be back tomorrow.”

“Iya, yes. I know you can't get away from me,” Zakira said.

“But why are you forcing me to stay away?” Alden raised his eyebrows.

“For your good. Bye, ah, there go home.”

Exhaling a rough breath, Zakira re-energized herself. After Alden's car was no longer visible, Zakira immediately stepped into the house.

He could hear the conversation of Rasan and his father-in-law, their position sitting back to the door, making the two of them not see the presence of Zakira.

“You must make the village girl uncomfortable here.” Mr. Hander gave orders to Rasan.

“Definitely, Om. I hate him so much, who took Alden from me,” Rasan said.

Then the laughter of the two sounds like a simple one to another. Zakira could only shake her head, but a faint smile rose on her lips.

All right, Miss Rasan. Let's prove who's going to leave this house. Me .. or you.