When Your Uncle Becomes the Substitute Bride
Season 2: 33

“You intentionally? Don't cheat, dong, Ma'am!”

Zakira stared intently at Rasan—si biang kerok who is currently still laughing out loud. I don't know what's funny, Zakira doesn't know.

Even though he almost fell, if for example he could not balance the body. Zakira was mopping, suddenly Rasan came and stuffed her with the woman's leg.

“If it falls, yes, good. Kan, it wants me,” said Rasan with a smile mocking him.

Zakira did not want to respond anymore, she chose to go behind to put the mop tools. After that he will go to the room, rest a body that is already tired.

“Where are you from?” Mr. Hander looked at Zakira sharply.

“Rear, Dad. Saving back mop tool,” replied Zakira. A sweet smile never leaves her lips.

“Dad want something?”

“No.”

Mr. Hander passed away leaving Zakira. The woman spread her shoulders, then walked back to the room. When he was about to close his eyes, his phone rang, inevitably Zakira had to lift first.

“How are you?” Alden's voice was heard across the street.

Zakira smiled, just now Alden asked her news through a message. “I'm good, you alone?”

“Good too. Did that old man bother you?”

“Not at all. Even Dad already wants to eat my cooking,” said Zakira.

“You don't have to bother thinking about our relationship. If you are tired, go back. You're not his maid,” Alden's message.

“It is precisely my life will not be calm, if you and Dad have not improved. You are one blood, not supposed to be an enemy like this.”

“You are different.”

“Bedanya?” Zakira raised one eyebrow in confusion.

“You are kind, simple, and always attach great importance to others. And of course also, only you I love.”

“Gombal,” cycled Zakira.

“I'm serious. No zombies, everything I say is fact.”

“Iya, deh, yes.”

“Humm.”

“I matiin, yes, the connection? Really sleepy, want to sleep.”

“OK. Good night my queen.”

Zakira will definitely sleep very soundly because it has been given a sweet greeting by Alden.

**

It's been almost two weeks Zakira's been living in Hander's house. The old man had begun to melt, although sometimes still indifferent to him. Unwilling to give up, Zakira continues to approach Hander and treat him well. Not because of his plans either, but the instinct in Zakira, speaking that his father-in-law was very kind.

Just like this afternoon, Zakira approached Hander who was watching television in the living room. Not forgetting he brought snacks and coffee to watch it more cool.

“Zakira make coffee for Dad,” said Zakira while putting a glass containing coffee on the table.

“Thank you.”

“Sama-sama.”

“Daddy labor massage, Zakira will do it.”

He carefully massaged both shoulders of the father-in-law. Zakira felt very happy because she was finally able to touch this shoulder, massaging it slowly so that her tiredness soon disappeared.

“You've known Alden for a long time?” Hander's question stopped Zakira's hand movements, only briefly, after which Zakira's small hand resumed its activities.

“Not really, Dad. But indeed Alden type sat set, he immediately proposed to Zakira,” said Zakira.

“Yes, Alden is like that. He always fought hard, and quickly did what he wanted. You're lucky to have my son who loves a woman so much.”

“Why does Dad look unlucky?” Zakira throws a tanya, making her in-laws shut up.

“Padahan Alden loves Dad very much.”

“I'm ashamed,” great-grandson Hander.

Both of Zakira's eyebrows were clutched, confused by her in-laws' words. “Thy why, Yah?”

“I've left her since childhood, but she still loves me and her sister from the woman who has ruined her parents' household.” Hander lowered his head, accidentally dripping his tears.

“Really I'm not a good father. I'm so ashamed of him. Always force him to do what I want, without asking him he is happy or not.”

“Dad is a good Dad. Everything you did was for Alden's sake. Yes, right?”

“But he's depressed.”

“That's because Alden doesn't know Dad's motives. However, Dad can also ask her, what makes her happy and what makes her unhappy,” Zakira said as she clasped Hander's hand.

Hander was silent for a long time, pervading every word Zakira uttered. All this time he did not ask what Alden wanted, always forcing the man to do the things he wanted. Although it was for the good of his son, Hander did not want to discuss it first.

“Go home, leave my apologies to Alden,” Hander's orders.

“No. Kira's time is still a few days away. Kira also has to make sure, that later Kira wins,” Zakira said.

“You've won, son. You made me realize, and regret everything. About Rasan, even he doesn't care about me. He only attach importance to shopping and gathering with his friends,” explained Hander.

“Just Zakira wants to finish the first two weeks. And later, it was not Zakira who apologized to Dad, but Father himself.”

“Means?”

“Dad should be fine with Alden. Point.”

Hander laughed crisply. “Ah, alright, alright.”

This is truly an appreciation for Zakira, for her efforts and hard work so far. Apparently, what he considers easy is not necessarily easy, and what he considers difficult, not necessarily difficult.

Thank you Lord.