
Mom had woken up from sleep, the middle-aged woman asked Dera to call Daren. Nodding obediently, Dera walked out of the mother's room towards her room.
Arriving in the room, Dera saw Daren was ready with office clothes. The man smiled when he saw his wife come in and walked over.
“Mother asks Om to come to Mom's room,” said Dera. Daren nodded obediently.
“Good. I will be there soon,” replied Daren.
Dera wants to get back out, but Daren clutches his wife's wrist. Making Dera stop her steps, looking at Daren in confusion.
“Not supposed to call Om, replaced with another?”
“Means?” ask Dera confused.
“I know that I am older than you, but you can't change the call. I know, maybe ‘om’ call is more suitable for me,” said Daren. Staring in his wife's eye bead.
Dera. Feeling guilty at Daren's gaze, with a forced smile, Dera held Daren's arm.
“A-I will call Om by the name of ‘Mas’,” great-grandson Dera, looking down while twisting both hands that have been separated from Daren's arm.
“Lumayan. Thank you, huh?”
Heart pounding, Dera's blood suddenly rippled as warm lips clung briefly to Dera's forehead. His eyes blinked repeatedly, staring in disbelief at Daren's body that had drifted away.
What is this feeling?
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“Mother is happy to see you are here. Oh, yeah, you've had breakfast yet, son?” ask mom while holding Daren's hand.
“Already, Mom. Have you eaten?” Daren asked back. Not a second did he take his eyes off Hamidah's mother.
“Already. Dera who was feeding Mother earlier.”
Hamidah's mother continued to look at Daren's face, several times she rubbed the jaw overgrown with fine feathers gently. Hamidah is happy, the prejudice about Daren is already wasted away. Now she is very grateful, because her daughter is in the arms of a Daren.
“Mother already, Mas Daren is leaving for work.” Dera who had been silent since then, opened his voice.
“Neither, Der. I ... emm, I leave in ten minutes,” cut Daren.
“You are not willing, yes, if you are together with Daren?” seductive mother. Dera glared at hearing that.
“Hayo .. just say jealous.”
Dera threw away his face, his face was hot to hear his mother's temptation. Daren who was looking, smiled amusedly. While the mother still continues to menoel-noel Dera's hands, trying to tease back.
“Mother, already ...,” shriveled Dera with head bowed.
“Hahaha.”
Hearing mother's laughter, Dera felt very happy. Never mom laughs off like this, and just because a ‘Daren’ mom laughs happily. Maybe there's no reason for Dera to hate Daren. As mother said, she should try to open her heart to her impromptu husband. Especially considering their hot night, Dera felt very embarrassed.
“You why smile, Der?” Mother's reprimand made Dera shocked. Her eyes were slowly moving.
“Emm, Dera permission to the kitchen to clean up,” said Dera. As fast as lightning he had already run away leaving Daren and mother.
Inside the room, Daren was still laughing after hearing the story about little Dera. Mother was very cheerful when speaking, let alone seeing Daren's response.
“Means small time, Dera is really stubborn, yes, Bu?” daren asked while holding back her smile.
“Cerewet. To the extent that his friend no longer wants to play with Dera,” replied the mother.
“Gosh. It's so sorry Dera. Must be him sad.”
“True, Son. Dera to tears roll over for not having friends.” Daren and Mom laughed at the same time.
Daren glanced at the circular watch on her wrist, she blinked before getting up from sitting.
“Daren left for work first, yes, Mom. Daren promised, straight here later after work,” said Daren while peeping the back of his hand.
“You be careful on the road, son. Don't speed!” ingati mom. Daren nodded obediently.
The two did not know that a pair of eyes were watching them. The corner of Dera's eyes water, immediately she rubbed with the tip of the shirt she was wearing.
There's no reason for me to refuse to love Om Daren now. If all the little things he does, it can make you happy.
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