When Your Uncle Becomes the Substitute Bride
Chapters 15. Dinner

Heart rate, the more crazy when you see Dera stepping down the stairs. Pink dress, as a gift Daren gave the girl. Beautiful looks attached to Dera's body, tonight, she is so stunning in the eyes of Daren.

For the first time, Dera's heart was pounding at the sight of Daren, the man wearing a pastel peach-colored suit matching his pants. Daren's good looks, doubled in Dera's eyes.

Daren cleared his throat in order to eliminate the nervousness that plagued him. “Aready? Let's go.”

“Iya. Come.”

Dera quickly stepped ahead of Daren. Growing nervous, as she felt Daren watching her continuously from behind. As a result, Dera chose to stop and asked Daren to walk first.

“Why?” daren was confused.

“There's something I want to take. Om first,” said Dera. Turn around, pretend you're going to take something.

Not feeling suspicious, Daren nodded. The man obeyed Dera's wishes, stepping first towards the car that had stayed in the yard. Tonight, they'll be escorted by the driver. Because, Daren is tired if you have to drive alone.

Almost five minutes the man waited for Dera, but there was no sign of the girl at the main door. Sighing, Daren riled. When he wanted to catch up with Dera, the girl had already appeared to him. He walked quickly to Daren.

“Sorry Om, lama,” Dera said.

“It's okay. Usually also you are always long,” chirped Daren. Intended to joke, but Dera took it seriously.

“Oh, so Om don't like it? If so, I won't be coming!” Dera turned around, wanting to leave but was immediately restrained by Daren.

With a regretful look, Daren clasped Dera's fingers tightly. “Sorry. I don't intend to talk like that. Again, sorry, yes,” said Daren with his head down.

Ah, Dera so not heart. He let go of Daren's grasp and got straight into the car. The girl chose to sit there, of course, with her face still looking upset. Daren followed Dera in, the man chose to sit on the passenger bench with his wife.

“Do you forgive me?” asked Daren while looking at Dera fixedly

“Iya, yes. Huh, ish. Don't look at me, kaya’, so!” namel Dera while pushing Daren's chest away from him.

“You're beautiful. My eyes are reluctant to turn away from your face.”

That more seductive phrase, made Dera's cheeks warm up. He immediately threw his face to the side, so that Daren would not see his already flushed cheeks. Of course it invites Daren's smile.

“Buruan depart. Otherwise, I'll be out!” dera Ancam. Daren chuckles.

“Pak, depart,” Daren command.

Cars are splitting the city streets. A pair of husband and wife are still both silent, as well as the driver who only focuses on the wheel.

The more the car speeds up, the more the heart of Dera pounding. It felt like he was not confident, let alone going to meet Pandu's parents back. Not ready, but not good to refuse.

**

Taking a journey of almost an hour, Daren's car enters the spacious courtyard of a three-story European-style house. The driver pulled the car over, after which the driver came out to open the door of the master and the Madam.

With Daren's help, Dera gets out of the car. Because he had already come to this house, so Dera was not too surprised. Only, his heart was pounding even more when someone he almost called 'mother' stood on the porch with a smile.

"If you feel uncomfortable, just tell me" whispered Daren.

"Yes, Om," replied Dera. Soon, he stepped up to follow Daren.

Pandu's mother immediately hugged Dera tightly. He had indeed considered the girl like his own child, even very impatient to make a son-in-law when Pandu was still dating Dera. However, fate said otherwise, it turns out that Dera even became his sister-in-law.

"Well, ma'am," replied Dera nervously.

Dera was confused as to what to call Fina. It's uncomfortable to call the woman 'sister'. However, Fina is Daren's older sister.

"Are we not told to come in?" ask Daren coldly. Staring at the elder sister lazily, which Fina responded with a ruckus.

"Hahaha, okay. Come on, Dera, let's go in" Fina took with her while holding Dera.

Daren let out a rough breath. He's a real sister, ignored.

Fina took Dera and Daren straight to the dining room. The two were initially confused, they thought they would speak first in the main room. At first Daren was ordinary, but when he saw the figure he hated sitting, anger immediately began to fill the niche of the heart. However, as much as possible he pressed to not explode.

"Whoa! The new bride, it's coming" chirped a man sitting across from Daren, only blocked by the table.

"We better eat first. Hafran, don't keep flirting with Daren," Fina's eyes fixed on her cousin's sister.

"Okay, sister," replied the man. Smiling at Daren. Not a brotherly smile, but a battle smile.

Then, everyone there started their dinner. Dera looked awkward, even the girl had yet to take the rice and side dishes. Daren, who saw his wife was silent, took the initiative to get Dera to eat.

"Never turn, tuh. Husband serves wife." Laughter sounded in the room. Two people of different sexes, still laughing because of Daren's actions.

"Why indeed? What's wrong, if the husband wants to spoil his wife?" Daren asked back, silencing the two.

Hearing the scorn of the Daren family, made Dera immediately stop the movement Daren to take vegetables to his plate. Dera shook her head, then grabbed the spoon in Daren's hand.

"I can be alone" said Dera.

"alright. You eat a lot, no need to listen to unimportant babbling," said Daren, staring intently at the two people in front of him.

"Already, already. Don't argue anymore, it's better to focus on food alone" Fina said. The eyes of my sister and cousin.

Dinner activities are back on the way. No one opened their voices again, all of them focused on the food as Fina ordered. In addition to Daren and Dera, there are Hafran and Jilia as well as the younger cousins of Fina-mother Pandu. There were actually two more brothers invited, only they were busy so could not come.

When everything was done eating, Dera went to help Fina bring the dirty dishes to the sink. Of course the girl's activities, Jilia disliked. Since then, he grumbled in annoyance while staring at Dera.

"Basic for the face-seeker!" furious Jilia.

"If Dera's a face-seeker, keep you, what's a handyman looking for? People's treasures? Or the household shredder of people?" sentak. Staring sharply at Jilia.

"No need to defend your wife! I know you don't love each other!" reply Jilia did not want to lose.

"At least he's loyal! Not like you, who don't know yourself!"

**

Othor was really busy in the real world. This alone, two days because it did not have time. Sorry if othor has hired you. Othor is also trying to melt the brain to keep getting ideas.

Writing a story is not easy. So, please understand that the idea does not exist.

Wife insulted? Om Daren is ahead. Ape, huh?