When Your Uncle Becomes the Substitute Bride
Chapters 30. Of jealousy?

Dera was in the room. He is confused with himself. Dera is sure she doesn't love Daren yet, but is disappointed when the man defends another woman.

Staring at the ceiling of the room, Dera punched the air. The frustration that builds up in the heart, grows. Especially when Daren doesn't chase after him, doesn't even send a message. Was he expecting that? Antahlah, Dera is confused with his own mind.

Feeling tired and sleepy, Dera intended to close her eyes for a while. His head felt dizzy, probably from holding back the anger earlier.

“Hopefully after waking up, I don't care anymore.”

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Five o'clock in the afternoon Dera just woke up. Who initially just want to sleep for a while, even kebablasan. Soon she entered the bathroom, washing her face to look fresh. Considering he hasn't cooked the food, Dera intends to get off. The woman was warmly welcomed by the maid, many offering to help her, but Dera immediately refused.

“Sorry, Mistress, if interrupting.” Suddenly Reva was already standing next to him. The young girl took the vegetables and washed them.

“Yes, Reva? What's up?” dera asked with a frown. Seeing Reva's serious look on the face, he was confused.

“Is Madam in trouble? Not getting out of the room after returning from Mr.'s office, not even having lunch as well,” cerocos Reva. Really, Dera was happily noticed by the girl.

“No, really, Rev. I'm just tired, so take the initiative to sleep. Uh, even kebablasan,” kekeh Dera.

“Oh, so. Alright, Madam.”

There was no more conversation between the two. Dera was busy putting in the refined spices, while Reva cut the vegetables.

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Daren only returned when the short needle pointed to the number eight. His face was crumpled, looking very exhausted. Daren limply dropped his body on the sofa, the man placed the briefcase on the round table of the main room sofa.

The figure he missed was on the other sofa, watching TV while snacking on crackers. However, whether intentionally or not, Dera did not see Daren who had gone home. The distance close enough between them, it was impossible to make Dera not see his presence.

“Dera,” call Daren. He has sat his body.

“Hmm.” Only Deheman comes out of Dera's mouth. The woman's eyes remained focused on the screen that displayed an exciting soap opera.

Look at Dera's reaction like that. Daren could guess that his wife was angry. Exhaling a tired breath, Daren moved the place so beside Dera. Intentionally looking for an opportunity in cramping. When it will reach Dera's hand, the master first moved from there. His face is still flat.

“Dera.” Daren went up, up the stairs to their room.

“Der.”

“Hmm.”

“You've eaten?” ask Daren.

“Udah,” Dera replied briefly.

“Oh.”

“Hmm.

Silence back. Daren, who was already very frustrated, finally gave up.

“You want me to fire Elena? All right, then I'll fire him.” Daren opened his voice, making Dera instantly turn to him.

“Truth? Seriously?” ask Dera.

Daren nodded.

“Yes! Rasain you're a great cock!”

Dera is so happy. Although there was a hint of pity, but her pride had already been trampled by Elena.

“Because of the problem this afternoon, you sulked like this. Are you jealous?”

Dera. His head lowered, he was also confused by his feelings. The point is, Dera doesn't like Daren standing up for other women, let alone Elena. Can it be called jealousy?

Finally he replied, “I don't know.”

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