When Your Uncle Becomes the Substitute Bride
Chapters 20. Kiss Morning

Dera is still trying to close her eyes, but the shadow of kissing with Daren continues to disturb the girl's mind. Until it makes Dera restless, back and forth changing his sleeping position.

Not only because of that, but also worried about the state of Pandu's father. Dera already knows his ex-girlfriend's heart disease history. Because, Pandu once told him when the man dropped.

Feeling thirsty, Dera got out of bed. The girl walked towards the dispenser that was in the corner of the room. Chugging until the toilet, Dera intends to go back to sleep. Even though his eyes were very difficult for him to control.

Shaking the phone shocked Dera. Immediately he grabbed the phone on the bedside table, staring at the screen with a glare. Daren called.

Dera hesitated to lift, afraid that something might be important.

“Halo, Om?” sapa Dera first. Of course nervous.

“Hmm, yes. You haven't slept?”

“Numbered, Om. You are not sleepy,” replied Dera honestly.

“What ... because it was?”

Daren's question made Dera speechless. His brain could not digest the speech, which was even a wild thought that made Dera hit his head slowly.

“No! Dera had slept at night. If there is nothing to say anymore, Dera matiiin.”

“Sorry. I'm just saying, if I don't come home tonight. You go to sleep, it is not good to stay up,” said Daren.

“Good.”

Without waiting any longer, Dera immediately cut the connection unilaterally. He hugged his phone tightly, for some reason his feeling was happy just hearing Daren's voice.

No. gabe. There is no way that Dera has fallen in love with her husband. Although it was perfectly legitimate if he really had a taste, it was just that Dera thought this was too soon for him.

Tired of fighting with the mind and heart, Dera tried to close her eyes again. He really hopes to dive into dreamland soon, because reality is not as beautiful as his imagination.

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At 08:30, Dera just woke up. He slept one night last night, so he's still sleepy when he has to get up early. As Dera descended into the kitchen, she saw a burly back standing in front of the fryer. His hands shrewdly played the spatula, flipping the fried rice in the pan.

The smell of fried rice tickles Dera's sense of smell. He chose to sit at the dining table, scrutinizing the back that had not yet turned. Dera knew who the owner of the sturdy back was. From the perfume she had already marked.

“Dera? You're awake?” ask Daren. Yeah, that guy is Daren.

“According, Om?” ask Dera back. Pretend to be annoyed by throwing your face to the side.

Daren was anxious to see Dera's behavior, wanting her to kiss the puffed cheek. Especially with pink lips, which are now coated with thin lipblam, adding charm there.

Then, Daren thrust one plate at Dera. At first the girl was silent, Daren was reluctant to force. He was busy with his own homemade fried rice, devouring it to the point of almost running out.

Looking at Daren who was eating voraciously, Dera gulped a rough gulp. Worms in the stomach had thrashed, wanted to taste the cuisine as well, but the owner of the prestige body to take.

“I didn't poison the fried rice, really. So, you don't worry.” Daren opened his voice, startling the dreamy Dera.

Dera grimaced, disinclined with Daren. However, he also could not take it for granted. Shame, it's the time that the man cooks.

“If indeed you are not hungry, let me just nasgornya,” said Daren while pulling Dera's plate.

“Do not! I'm hungry!” dera shouted stopping Daren's movement. The man smiled amusedly looking at Dera's embarrassed face.

Finally the couple ate very well. After feeling Daren's cooking, Dera's mouth would not stop to chew. It wasn't even long before he finished a plate of fried rice.

“Emm, I think I'll be back late today. The reason is I have to go to the hospital again, to see the state of Pandu's father,” said Daren.

“Yes, it's okay. Can I visit this afternoon?”

“But, don't you mind?”

“Ngaklah.”

“Alright then, later I serlok location,” said Daren while rising from sitting.

Daren prepares to leave, but his hand is gripped by Dera. The girl stared with a glare, leaving Daren confused.

“Salim.” Dera shocked Daren. Soon the man shakes his hand to catch Dera.

When Daren wanted to step back, but again Dera stopped him.

“Usually kiss the forehead. This morning, okay?”

“Hah?”

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Don't forget the gifts and votes man friend.