When Your Uncle Becomes the Substitute Bride
Chapter 57. Love Virus

Late that afternoon, Dera asked Reva to go home first. She still wants to go to mom's house, because she misses so deep and wants to meet. With the driver on board, Dera visits her parents' home.

When she arrived, she was sitting on the porch. The middle-aged woman greeted him with a warm embrace, taking him inside to be entertained by the food he had made earlier.

“You rarely vomit, don't you, honey?” ask the mother while putting down the cake and tea.

“Almost never again, Mum.”

“Thank God. So you can enjoy this pregnancy,” said the mother.

“Actually the one I enjoy the most, yes, bad puking, Mom. I feel like I'm a real mother candidate. Hehe.”

“Hahaha, it's okay, honey. Mother used to be that too. Although lemes and no appetite, but the pleasure is loh.” Mom was so happy when she told me about her pregnancy.

It was Dera who felt sad. He heard stories from his grandmother, his mother when he was pregnant with him, he often did not come home. If you go home, you rarely pay attention to the mother who at that time really needs support. Dera immediately hugged her mother from the side, putting her chin on her shoulder.

“I miss very much Mother,” great-granddaughter Dera, increasingly tightened her embrace.

Hamidah replied by briefly peeping Dera's head. “Mother is missing, darling. It feels like a house without you. Moreover, you know, Vera is busy with the thesis.”

“If you've passed ater, Vera will definitely be back to kayak first again, Mom. He's the type of person who can't be pinned down,” said Dera.

“You doain hope Vera graduates and gets a good job.”

“Amin.”

Then the two returned to chatting lightly while enjoying a snack that Hamidah made himself. Dera said goodbye when the short hand of the clock had shown at 16:00 pm. He should get home soon and welcome Daren back from the office.

Mom had asked about Pandu, Dera also explained what happened with the man. Mother felt pity, but it was already the path of fate, they could not do anything.

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“Welcome back, My dear,” said Dera while holding Daren's body.

“Thank you, Darling.” Daren returned his wife's embrace.

Five minutes the two miss each other, Daren leads his wife to the room. While she was taking a bath, Dera prepared the clothes that Daren would wear. After bathing and changing clothes, then Dera hugged Daren tightly. Sniffing the scent of the man's body was very intoxicating.

“I want a story, Mas,” Og Dera while raising her head.

“What's the story, hmm?” Daren stroked his wife's soft and fragrant hair.

“So I met Mima, just went with Reva.”

“Continue? You guys engaged in chat?” daren asked who was starting to be curious.

“Iya, but the chat is not comfortable.” Dera let out a rough sigh, very lazy to recall the matter earlier. “She made me so emotional,” continued the pregnant woman.

“What did he say, honey? Until you get emotional?”

“Mas, yes! Diem first, dong. I'm, right, not ready to talk!” sulcan Dera's.

Daren chuckled while nodding his head. She understood, women always want to be heard without interrupting. So, now he will focus on listening to the wife's story.

“She's a loh, no shame at all. Could have talked about the trap the same as me, ex-Pandu. Where to bring another child, right, not necessarily she is actually pregnant!”

“Oath. He made me so emotional, humbled by the look. Not yet know him, if I marry the sultan whose money will not run out seven derivatives!” furious Dera.

“But, Mas ...”

“Nothing buts, Honey. Mas do not want you to fight, especially until the fistfight later.”

“Dih, no. Where do I want to get hit!”

“Hehehe. Who knows. Mas, right, just said.”

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That afternoon Vera had just returned from a friend's house, he took a stop at the Padang restaurant to buy two packs of Padang rice for her and Hamidah's mother. However, when it was about to pay suddenly his body was pierced from behind.

“Gosh! Slow down, dong, Mas. Ngantre!” sulk Vera was upset.

“I was not accidentally.”

Dera immediately got up from taking the fallen rice pack. He stared intently at Befan's cold, flat face, but the master looked indifferent.

“We meet again, Sir,” said Vera while smiling.

“I'm not your father! So, it's natural to call people you don't know!” press Befan.

“Dih, that's angry. Watch out, old fast seconds,” said Vera.

“Do not know you!”

“Emang. Wlee.”

“Crazy.”

“You are crazy,” said Vera does not want to lose.

Befan let out a rough sigh, he rubbed his face using his hands. “Mending get out of the way immediately. I also want to pay.”

“Ciee... whose call turned into Me-You,” led Vera while poking Befan's arm.

The handsome man brushed off Vera's hand, rubbing her arm that had been touched by the girl before him.

“I am not a germ, no need to clean, kaya’, so,” chirped Vera.

“Virus shuts down.”

“Wrong. I am the virus of love that will stir your heart. Hihahi. Beware of falling in love with me, yes.” Vera stuck out her tongue, she galloped over paying.

“Basic of strange girls,” shrewd Befan.

He subconsciously revealed a small smile, but hurriedly changed his facial expression back.

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Sorry if the otor's up a little and slow. The author is also busy with schoolwork. Kindly understand🤗