When Your Uncle Becomes the Substitute Bride
Chapters 27. Ngever?

At 17:00 WIB, Daren and Dera arrived home. The two headed straight for the room, taking turns to clean themselves up. After the shower, Dera decided to make food in the kitchen.

When he arrived at the battle site, there were already two servants preparing to arrange food on the table. Dera let out a disappointed sigh, she always lost quickly to Daren's maid. Indeed, Dera asked Daren to dismiss them all. The problem was, he could not do anything if there were still a lot of servants here.

“Do the Madam want to eat?” The waiter's question breaks Dera's daydream.

“Emm, no, really. Earlier the intention was just to cook, it was all done,” said Dera in a soft tone.

The waiter smiled, proud of Dera. Rarely would a mistress be willing to fight in the kitchen, but this one mistress, was different.

“Master forbids Madam to cook. That's why we are employed here,” said the waiter. Dera nodded in understanding.

Because it was not time to eat, Dera chose to go out. He wandered around the courtyard, looking at the mango tree. It turns out that a fairly large tree, is bearing young mangoes. Dera smiled happily, he would definitely wait until the fruit was ripe.

“What is Madam here?” tanya Reva who just came from behind.

“I saw mangoes. It turns out a lot, huh? I'm very impatient to wait until it matures,” said Dera enthusiastically.

“Wah, then, let me wrap it with mango plastic.”

“For what, Rev?” ask Dera confused.

“Let no one take.” Reva chuckled, followed by Dera's laughter.

“You could have.”

Now Dera turned to see the flower garden, accompanied by Reva, he saw the seedlings that he planted the other week. Then, Dera looked at the other flowers. All looked well groomed, Dera would give a thumbs up because the waiter's job was very good.

“You, yes, the one with the garden?” Dera turned her eyes to Reva. The young girl nodded.

“Great you, Rev. I am satisfied with your work,” continued Dera while giving her two thumbs up.

“Thank you, Mistress.” Reva smiled happily. Dera rubbed her shoulders gently, not forgetting to affix her beautiful smile.

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“Om, please get me fried chicken,” pinta Dera. Daren nodded, taking one fried chicken for Dera.

Dera ate so voraciously, she had already twice added rice. Seeing that, Daren felt astonished, but he remained happy. He felt like he was a real husband.

“Om,” call Dera again.

The new Daren wanted to feed the rice, had to postpone it first. He looked at Dera who was also staring at him with sparkling eyes.

“Begging for more fried chicken, dong,” said Dera while pointing at the two fried chicken. Because, three more he had spent.

“Hah?!”

Daren is surprised by Dera's request. This is the fourth time, is his wife not full yet?

“Can't be, huh?” Realizing the look on Dera's face turned sad, making Daren shake his head.

“Who said? You can spend it all.”

With a smile Daren brought the fried chicken back. He kept watching Dera who was eating, gulping down his hard-earned saliva, Daren felt increasingly strange.

“Mbakwas. Ask for help later fried sausage with nuget, yes?” pinta Dera on one of the loyal servants stood by the dining table.

“Good, Mistress. Anything else?”

“Emm. Rich’nya, same make orange juice, deh.”

“I'll make it soon, Madam.” The waiter went from there to the kitchen. Start making what Dera asks.

Daren's getting confused. Repeatedly he stared at Dera and the woman's dinner plate. Tumben once Dera eat a lot of rice, usually always keep the portion because it is on a diet.

“Why do you suddenly like to eat gini? Are you craving anymore?” guess Daren.

“What? That's right, Om! How come from where try? Having a new relationship once,” Dera said with irritated lips.

“I'm just guessing, because you're so weird. Usually always eat a little, but tonight like exceeding the limit,” said Daren.

Dera sighed in annoyance, her lips were already pursed. Moving violently, Dera flicked her feet on the floor. “If you are not sincere, say! I'll throw up again!” shouted Dera annoyed.

Daren gawking, all wrong. “Indeed men are always wrong.”

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Tomorrow again, yeah. Othor is not feeling well anymore.