When Your Uncle Becomes the Substitute Bride
Chapters 18. Explanation

It's been seven in the night, but Daren hasn't come home yet. Dera, who was impatiently waiting for an explanation from the man, was a little upset because Daren didn't usually come home last night. Flip Dera by the door, waiting for Daren to return.

“What Mistress does not want to eat first?” The question from one of the servants, made Dera surprised.

Then, the girl looked. Exhaling slowly, Dera shook her head. “I eat with my husband later,” replied the girl.

The waiter nodded. Soon he left from Dera's presence, leaving the girl who was wearing pajamas to sleep in the main room. Not long after, the roar of the car engine was heard entering the yard. Dera immediately opened the door of the house, he ran to Daren's car which just stopped.

“Om why long time home, anyway?” Dera immediately threw a question as Daren got out of the car.

The man only smiled, let alone seeing the face of his wife. “Sorry. I have to handle the job until it's completely finished.”

“But Om, ‘kan, have the same explanation debt I.”

It turns out about explanation. Daren really hopes that Dera was really worried about him. Not wanting Dera to know he was disappointed, Daren soon developed his smile.

“Iya, yes. After this I will explain it,” said Daren.

“OK. Yeah, let's go in. I've laper really because nunggin Om go home,” take Dera.

“I've eaten at the office. You eat alone, I want to clean up immediately,” said Daren when they reached the main room.

A little disappointed to hear Daren's words, but Dera still nodded. Walked to the table without seeing her husband. He let Daren into the room as well, to clean himself up.

 Half an hour Dera ate just a lonely friend, then the girl left when all he had done. His goal now was the room, however about Jilia very much he was curious. Especially after getting the annoying message earlier, Dera is increasingly curious about the affair that Daren experienced.

After waiting until the dinner hour is over, Dera has to wait for Daren to finish with her work as well. He was bored, wanting to quickly hear Daren's explanation, but it was impossible to force the man. The effect, later he was very kepo, but it was.

“Sabar, yes, soon finished, kok,” said Daren. He understood Dera's feelings. His wife must be upset.

“Hmm. Just continue first,” said Dera while laying the body on the mattress.

Instead of getting bored waiting for Daren with plonga-plongo, Dera better reply to a message with Vera. He missed his cousin too. Miss joking together, sleeping together, watching together, and much more they always do with madness.

Missing monkey: Where's Lo's husband?

Instead of asking the news, Vera asked about her husband. Dera is getting upset, let alone seeing Daren who seems to focus on laptops.

Derarara: Busy with her boyfriend.

Lost monkey: What? Um Daren has a girlfriend? (Emot shocked three seeds)

Derara: Hmm. Laptops. Every day the laptop computer continues.

Lost monkey: Hahaha. I am jealous of laptops.

Dera's getting upset. He might be jealous of the laptop. In fact, even if there were other girls, Dera would not be jealous.

Derarara: I am not a jealous woman. You keep that!

Missing Monkey: Yes, Mrs Algra. I believe it.

Reply messages with Vera, making Dera crazy. The girl did not reply again, choosing to put a cell phone on the bedside table. Dera stared at the ceiling of the room, bored by this kind of situation. To just talk, it felt very difficult for him to do.

“You've slept?” ask Daren while putting the laptop on the desk.

The bed creaked, Daren climbed on top of the mattress after putting the laptop. The man still gave a long distance between himself and Dera. In fact, the two almost sat on the edge of the bed.

Daren cleared his throat, in order to melt the atmosphere that was quite stressful for both of them. Following Deheman Dera, the girl turned around, sitting facing Daren.

“How's the story, really, can Aunt Jilia's ex-wife, Om?”

“Yes, that's it. His name is love, it must be crazy,” replied Daren.

“I'm serious, Om!”

“I'm serious too. Like my love for you.”

Dera throws a bolster pillow at Daren, but it is not hit because the master immediately dodges. Lazy to respond to the man again, Dera's patience limit is up.

When he saw his wife lying down, Daren opened his voice. “Beginning from me who used to be out of town, back a week after it left again. At first I used to think they were just related like cousins. But, when looking with their own eyes, their crazy deeds. Instantly I collapsed, the harmonious household hopes rested just like that because of an affair.” Daren paused his words to take a breath. Dera remained calm, waiting for the continuation of the husband.

“He begged me and my family, that it was all a caliph. I refused, feeling that she was greatly degrading my status as her husband. But, both of my parents forgave and tried to persuade me to forgive him too. You know what it's like, when everyone's corrupting me? I'm sick, Der. I'm really hurt.”

Seeing Daren looking down with a breath that continues to sound. Dera regretted for forcing the man to tell her a story.

“Om. Excuse me. I did not intend to open mas—“

“It's okay. You do need to know,” cut Daren.

“After I got sorry from my family, he didn't act. I who have not forgiven him, thought all that was just imaging. Turns out my guess was right, one month after the incident, she was caught pregnant. And in fact, the child in the womb he is not my son.” Daren lowered his head, enduring the tightness that suddenly piled up in his chest.

Dera was still not reacting, she was still shocked. Secretly it turns out Daren's wounds are very deep.

“I hate the same people who still accept Jilia. Is that wrong?” connect Daren.

“Not wrong, Om. It's just ...”

“I beg you, don't force me to accept all that, Der. I need some time. The wound he inflicted, in fact broke half my heart,” Ooze Daren still lowered. He tried desperately to keep the tears from dripping.

Dera. I don't know what other response he has to give. This news was quite shocking to him. And very dear Dera, Jilia's attitude as if nothing happened. That woman almost drove Daren crazy.

Seeing Daren wiping the corner of the eye, there was a hurt feeling that suddenly appeared in Dera's heart. The girl tried to calm down, she considered it only as a form of grief.

“Sorry, kebablasan vent,” said Daren while chuckling.

“Om if you want to cry, cry. It's nothing, really. Dera will not mock,” said Dera while lifting his two fingers to form the letter V.

Daren laughed at Dera's words. Without him noticing, behind the laughter was also a tear that dripped by itself.

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