When Your Uncle Becomes the Substitute Bride
Chapter 48. Meet

“Pandu ...,” oozed by choked voice.

“Yes. I'm here.”

“Go!”

Dera was retreating, her body was shaking violently. The man who was now silent in his place, lowered his head. He wants to reach Dera's body, but is afraid to make his ex-wife even more frightened.

“Dera. Sorry ...”

“I said go! Go Pandu!” dera shouted while pointing at the man.

Pandu shook his head, his tears dripping as Dera cried. With a quick movement Pandu pulled Dera's arm, to be carried into his arms.

“Let go, motherfucker! Release!”

“Dera please forgive me.”

“I said let go, stupid!” snapped Dera. Both of his hands continued to rebel for the hug to come off.

Instead of letting go, Pandu further tightened his embrace. Both actions become the object of visitors there.

“Sorry, Dera. I beg your pardon,” please Pandu, hugging Dera tighter and tighter.

Dera was increasingly stunned, his hands were still pounding the chest of the Pandu field. However, the energy of the pregnant woman, the longer the weaker.

Without the two of them noticing, there was a pair of eyes that were watching them from a distance. Anger, disappointment, and pain are certainly one in Daren's heart. As much as possible he resisted the turmoil in the chest, so as not to make the situation even more boisterous.

Plaques

A hard slap coming from Dera's hand, hitting the right cheek to the left of Pandu. The five-finger mark is perfectly printed there, the corner of the Pandu's mouth was slightly bloody.

“You think I'm a cheap woman, huh?! After destroying me, then you come back and apologize. You think it's that easy, huh?! Answer, Pandu!” Dera's screams were increasingly the center of attention of the people there.

“Sorry ...,” great-grandson with head down.

“Hahaha. It's easy to apologize. Do you think all the mistakes you made, will be done with apologizing?” snapped Dera.

“I know I was wrong.”

“Four months, Guide! Four months you left without any news, without any explanation for my family. That's as shit as you!”

“I ...”

“I hate you! Hate!”

Grep

“Honey, calm yourself. Remember, there's our son in here. She must be sad to see you angry.” Tightly Daren hugged Dera, repeatedly rubbing his wife's stomach gently. Also, Daren kissed Dera's shoulder so that the wife immediately calmed down.

Dera instantly turned her body, tightly hugging Daren with increasingly heavy cries. Be ill. His heart really hurt.

“Uncle. Me ...”

“Stop, Pandu. Go,” pinta Daren.

“Tapi—“

Finally Pandu left them. Daren's heavy breathing was clearly heard in Dera's ear. The woman further slipped her face in the chest of the husband's field, seeking comfort there.

“Sayang ...,” call Daren while holding both cheeks Dera.

“Hiks ...”

“Let's go home. You can cry as much as possible at home,” said Daren. Fortunately Dera nodded.

On the way, the two were both silent. Dera who still continued to cry despite not being heard. While Daren, he tried to focus on driving. Deliberately Daren brings Dera to their home, not the mother's home. He did not want the woman who had given birth to his wife, asking about Dera's current state.

Arriving home, Daren got out of the car. He opened the door for Dera, but the wife did not come down. The woman even more sobbing, making Daren not bear. Without saying anything, Daren immediately raised the body of Dera ala brydal style. Dera still continued to cry, even now as his unwillingness was clearly heard. Daren further sped up his pace, bringing Dera to their room.

Arriving in the room, Daren dropped Dera on the edge of the bed. Then he sat there, occasionally wiping the tears that constantly came out.

“You drink?” tawar Daren's.

Dera just shook his head weakly.

“Didn't you thirsty? Later drag, loh, if not drink,” said Daren while stroking Dera's cheek.

Treated like this, instead of making Dera stop even more crying. Daren was confused, she hugged Dera so that the girl would stop crying.

“So you are sick? Over where? Does your stomach hurt?” cecar Daren is worried.

The man swiftly examined Dera's body, making the master cry even more.

“H-be careful I'm sick, Mas,” Og Dera. “K-why should he come again?”

It's also a matter of why, Daren doesn't know the answer. Honestly, if you can ask God, he doesn't want Pandu back. Had enough of his happy days with Dera, he did not want that happiness to disappear again. Make them like they used to be—awal married.

“Destiny, Darling. We can't stop it,” replied Daren. He kept wiping Dera's back.

“But I hate him!”

“Iya, Mas tau. But now, you don't cry anymore, huh? Later baby grandpa will cry, loh,” explained Daren.

Finally Dera nodded. He stopped his cries, although a bit of a frenzy still sounded occasionally.

“You better sleep, let it calm down. Mas want to go to the kitchen, make porridge for you,” said Daren.

“Mas not angry? Same Dera?”

Daren laughed crisply at the words of his wife. “Why be angry, dear? Understand your feelings. Already, don't be left out again. Mending you sleep, now.”

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