When Your Uncle Becomes the Substitute Bride
Season 2: 35

Alden's arrival was greeted by a warm embrace that he had missed for two weeks. The fragrance that emanated from Zakira's body, was still able to intoxicate Alden. Fucked repeatedly the top of the head of the wife, Alden returned the embrace was no less tight.

“Rindu?” Alden asked as he rubbed Zakira's hair.

Zakira smiled shyly, then gave a small nod.

“Don't do that, I can't stand it,” Alden said.

“Can't stand what?” Zakira looked at Alden confusedly.

“Can't bear to bite your cheek and kiss your whole face,” Alden replied. Zakira looked down in embarrassment.

Seeing that Alden chuckled, then took over the suitcase in Zakira's grasp. He put the suitcase in the trunk of the car.

“Come aboard,” invite Alden.

“Not saying goodbye to Daddy first?” ask Zakira while looking inside. The main door of the Hander house was indeed open, the man deliberately opened it so that he could see the interaction of the son and son-in-law.

“No need. He also must know, that you are gone,” said Alden.

“Tapi—“

“Come, Zakira. Mama also misses the weight of you.”

Alden drew Zakira's hand to let the woman follow in his footsteps. He opened the side door of the wheel, then asked Zakira to come in. Then it was his turn to get behind the wheel. Zakira has not told Alden that the mission was successful, the woman has kept it a secret and will surprise him. During his stay at Hander's house, Alden rarely visited because he had to go out of town to finish the job. And it was good luck for Zakira, so that all her secrets would not be exposed.

“Whatever happens, whether you lose or win, you will still be my wife,” Alden said. His hands tightly clasped Zakira's fingers.

“But, right, all there are consequences,” Zakira added.

“Don't tell me you lost, Darling?” Alden stared inside Zakira, but only briefly because he had to focus on driving.

“Hehehe.”

“But I'm not sure, anyway, that Rasan won. You see, I know exactly how he is,” Alden chirped.

“Iya, deh, who knows that,” Zakira quipped.

“Hahaha, you're funny if you're jealous.”

“Who is jealous, no, tuh,” Zakira said.

Alden immediately pulled his car over, and he also opened his seatbelt to move comfortably. His gaze turned on Zakira, the woman continued to stare out the window, making Alden chuckle.

“Udah lash, face here, yuk,” pinta Alden.

“Apaan, anyway, you. No one is craving, kok,” said Zakira.

“That's proof. You answered ketus terbang.”

“Yayaya.”

Are all women always like this? Just because of a small problem? Ah, looks like Alden has to learn to keep the words, so that his wife does not constantly sulk.

“Honey, face here, dong. I want to tell you, here,” Alden's pinta again.

“Ya has a story.”

“Apada here first.”

Inevitably Zakira turned her body around until facing Alden perfectly. The woman rolled her lazy eyeballs as her husband smiled wryly.

“You actually want to tell a story, or sneak me, anyway?” cetus Zakira while pushing Alden's face slowly.

Alden pulled the hand, then kissed the back of his hand repeatedly.

“You if the snack turns out to be more beautiful,” God Alden.

“Alden!”

“What?” Alden's face turned flat, striking Zakira's hand just like that.

“Gantian, nih, you crave?”

“Can not call be exchanged?”

“Can, Darling.”

“Says you want a story.”

“Oh, yes.” Alden positioned himself, the gaze never separated from the jet black eyeballs belonging to Zakira.

The beautiful woman was still waiting faithfully, but there was no sign of Alden opening his voice.

“Hey,” reprimand Zakira.

“You must have known, right, if Rasan was my ex?” ask Alden.

“Maybe.”

“He is my ex. But it was not me who asked her out, she just claimed to be my boyfriend. Because all the family already know, inevitably I admit also that he is my girlfriend,” said Alden with a serious face.

“Why now do you not want to be betrothed?”

“Because I love her with you, not her.”

“Wah, means his love clapped one hand long ago,” Zakira chirps.

“Hahaha, yes. I decided it when I was director. I said, I'll be very busy with my work.”

“Please once.”

Alden pinched Zakira's nose. “That was already God's destiny.”

**

Mentari restaurant is Zakira's choice. He and Alden were there. The woman has not yet confessed that this meeting was for Alden and his father. Zakira just said that this is their first dinner.

Zakira chose outdoor to be able to enjoy the breeze freely, also being a special place just for them.

“What do you want to order?” alden asked as he flipped through the menu book in hand.

“Same with you only,” replied Zakira.

While the two were busy enjoying the atmosphere at night, the knock of the shoes with the floor sounded so clear in each other's ears. Zakira smiled, already guessing who came.

“Goodnight,” greet Hander.

Alden was silent, the man's head lowered with a muddy mouth.

“Night too. Dad, come sit here,” pinta Zakira.

Hander nodded, then sat down on the chair that Zakira had pointed at. There was no conversation between them, Zakira deliberately did not open her voice, giving space to the two.

“Papah—“

“I've forgiven Papah,” sela Alden fast. The head that was originally lowered, was now raised with a straight look at the papah.

“Alden, forgive Papah who asked you to be this and that. Papah realized, everything Papah did was wrong. Without your consent, Papah made you a director, then set you up with a woman you don't love.” Hander paused his words, taking a short breath while rubbing both corners of his eyes.

“Papah regrets, Son. Papah is not a good father,” Hander continued.

Zakira codes Alden to approach his father. The man nodded, got up and walked towards Hander.

“What does Papah know, every father has a special position in his son's heart? And that happened to me too, Papah is my hero. When I was little, Papah always protected me, even until I was an adult,” Alden said.

“Sorry for hurting your heart and your mother's heart.” Hander lowered his head, crying without a sound.

“We've forgiven you, Pah. Even before Papah apologizes,” Alden said. He immediately hugged his face.

A beautiful sight that Zakira did not want to miss, she stood up and rushed into the arms of the two men.

“Thank you my wife, darling,” Alden whispered lovingly.

Zakira nodded, but her tears of happiness would not stop seeping.

“You won, and until whenever you won in my heart.”