When Your Uncle Becomes the Substitute Bride
Chapters 12. Flowing Like Water

"Efforting to accept God's destiny, it's more beautiful."

~Bae Lla~

One week is the age of Daren and Dera's marriage. The relationship between the two is still the same as the beginning of marriage. Daren, too, did not ask Dera for this and that. He understood, it was not easy to accept a new person in his life. Moreover, someone who does not Dera love.

This morning Daren has entered work, Dera helps prepare all the needs of the man. In fact, Dera went back and forth from the kitchen to the room.

“Urus only food, I can take care of myself,” said Daren. Don't want Dera to be exhausted, even if it's the wife's duty.

“Tas works I bring it down, later if you want to go new I give you.” Dera immediately moved after speaking.

Without lingering, Daren immediately prepared himself well. Moreover, this is the beginning of re-entering work after marriage, it is certain that there will be many temptations from employees and their right hands.

Daren went downstairs for breakfast. The man sat on the chair that Dera had prepared for him. Dera serves Daren well, though occasionally chills her as Daren pranks her.

“I don't like chicken stews, want fried chicken only,” pinta Daren while pointing chicken thighs in front of him.

Dera sighs annoyed, not Daren's favorite stew chicken? But suddenly the man asked for a trade with fried chicken. Dera felt, she was being bullied by Daren.

“Have hands, right? Take it yourself!” cetus Dera's. Choose to sit in her place, without taking what her husband wants.

“Isn't the wife's job serving the husband?”

“I've tried to serve Om, but it's Om who even visit!” furious Dera.

Seeing that cute face flushed red, Daren chuckled softly while apologizing. He admitted that he was working on Dera, making the master even more upset.

Daren tries to melt the mood by continuing to ask Dera about the girl's days, but being questioned, only answers briefly. Daren laughed in his heart, apparently the wife was struggling.

“It looks like I will be home late, because there is a lot of work to be taken care of,” Daren said when going to work.

“Hmm.” Dera just cleared his throat.

“You don't have to cook lunch. And also, cook dinner a little bit, because I might eat at the office,” said Daren.

“Iya, yes,” replied the girl. The look on his face was still visible, pouting.

Daren nodded, rubbing Dera's head gently. After that he got into the car. While driving his car, Daren opened the window right after he was.

“You want me to bring what later?” daren asked while removing her glasses.

“Tiger,” replied Dera of origin. Of course it's Daren's laugh.

“OK. Ten tigers will fill this house.”

“Cih.”

“So, what do you want to buy?” ask Daren again.

“Martabak eggs two servings,” replied Dera.

“OK. Welcome to tonight.”

Finally Daren's car left the spacious yard of his house. Dera chose to go in, when she did not see her husband's car anymore. Now the girl was confused, wanting to do what to get rid of her boredom.

The floor of the house is shiny, as well as windows and glass cabinets. The urn section, too, has been cleaned. Now that Dera's turned to the room, she's looking for Daren's dirty clothes. However, Dera did not find him. In fact, his own clothes that he intended to wash after cooking, had already disappeared from the basket.

“Jeez, where are my clothes? What waiter washed it?” Dera wondered in her heart.

If it's true the waiter who washes, Dera feels angry because it's her personal item. The house and the rest of it, okay if the waiter is working. But not with his clothes.

“So now I have to do?”

**

In the afternoon, finished cleaning up Dera chose to sit on the bench of the yard. Made like in cafes, there are umbrellas that protect from the sun.

It's so boring, just eating, sleeping and looking around the house back. Dera wants out, but is very lazy to ask Daren for permission. If he left without permission, it was certain that the man would complain to mother. And Dera, he hates fighting.

One of the waiters, who worked sweeping the yard. Coming up to Dera, standing right in front of the girl.

“What Mistress bored at home keeps?” ask the waiter. Age that is not far adrift with Dera, making both look the same.

“Yes, nih. Pengin walk, but do not know where,” complained Dera.

Indeed of all the servants in this house, the closest is only Mbok Ida and the girl in front of Dera.

“Truth? Reva want to nemenin me?” ask Dera again, make sure.

Reva just nodded. Dera immediately stood up happily, he asked Reva to get the job done immediately, so that they could leave quickly.

“You want to take Madam for a walk?” One of Reva's friends, who was older than the girl, asked with bulging eyes.

“I-it, anu ...”

“You don't mess around, if you're angry. You are also the hard one.”

“Iya, Brother.”

Reva just looked down until her friend left. The girl resumed her work, sweeping the entire courtyard of the house. Dera who was impatient, immediately approached Reva.

“Reva, let's sneak us away,” take Dera.

“But, Mistress. Looks like I can not deliver, work is still piling up,” said Reva timidly.

Hearing his servant's words, Dera was disappointed. He turned around, walked away from Reva. Now that Dera could only see the traffic in front of her house, the girl sighed occasionally. Suddenly she misses mom and Vera, usually they go for an afternoon walk together.

“That's the Om-om, when, anyway, home,” sigh Reva.

As Dera was about to move, the horn stopped its pace. Seen Daren's car entering the yard. Isn't that guy coming home tonight? Why did you just get here?

Not going in first, Dera waited for Daren to get out of the car.

“She's going home tonight?” Dera immediately raised a question, making Daren chuckle.

“Why? Kangen?” guess the guy.

“Dih, PD!”

“Hahaha.”

Both walked into the house. Dera follows Daren into the room while carrying the man's briefcase. Arriving at the room, Dera again asked before her husband entered the bathroom.

“Not answered before. Why go home fast?”

“Because my work has been handled my right hand,” replied Daren.

“Oh.” Dera only’oh’ ria only.

After that he let go of Daren to clean up. While waiting, Dera prepared clothes for the man to wear. Although, not yet fully accepted, Dera will still do what has become his obligation, except for Daren's right.

“Are you bored, at home continue?” Daren came out using only a towel as a cover of his lower body.

“Can not, change clothes first!” shouted Dera annoyed.

“Iya, yes. Alright.”

Daren went back to the bathroom, wearing the clothes that Dera had chosen. When he came out, Dera was still there. Daren thought, it seems like his wife is waiting for him.

“Why, hm?” ask Daren while dropping his ass on the edge of the bed, next to Dera.

Dera sighed softly. “Kangen mother. I'm also bored at home keep.”

“You to home mom?”

“Bby?”

“Bby, lah. Now that you're ready, we go straight away.”

“Yeeee!” Dera cheers happily.

Daren grinned at Dera's behavior. A day not to meet, longing to yell at the girl. Hugging, but fear of rejection. So, Daren has to do it slowly. Fun Dera first, later anu-anu.

“Which is where, Om!” yelled Dera from the dressing room.

Daren's smile faded. The man scratched his non-itchy nape, and prepared to blur.

“Couple!” yelled Daren back. Running as fast as lightning, hiding in another room.

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Today there is no visual, because om Daren busy ngedate the same othor.