When Your Uncle Becomes the Substitute Bride
Chapter 61. Not Virgin Again

“Thank you, Son. Already helped mom bring groceries to the car.”

“Good, Mom. Equally.”

The middle-aged woman left Pandu a. Earlier, the intention was Pandu wanted to shop for kitchen needs with mother. However, he asked his first love to enter first, because he could not bear to see the mothers of trouble carrying a lot of groceries.

Finally with his own initiative, Pandu volunteered to help who was greeted unkindly by the mother.

Pandu turned around, about to enter the supermarket, but his steps stopped because someone was confronted.

“I'm looking for you everywhere, but you're even here.” Mima set an irregular breath. He had just run to head off Pandu so as not to lose track again.

“But I never told you to find me!” cetus Pandu's. Staring doesn't like his interlocutor.

“I miss, Ndu,” says Mima. With confidence Mima spread her arms, asking Pandu to hug her.

Unfortunately, the man responded with grieving. The cynical spotlight continued Pandu threw at Mima, before he finally turned a lazy eyeball.

“I'm busy. Don't want to respond to that silly remark of yours!” cynical Pandu.

Pandu was about to turn around, but again he was detained by Mima. The woman further tightened her grip on Pandu's arm, asking that Pandu hold through pleading eyes.

“Detach, Ma! Not good to see people,” said Pandu.

“No want! Anyway I want to keep going, Ndu. Do you feel sorry for our baby?” Mima put on a sad face, but it did not make Pandu melt.

“You pregnant?” Pandu act like a plain pretender.

“Iya. Kan, I've been saying since a few days ago, that I'm pregnant with your child.”

“But, really, your stomach doesn't look distended? Even more flat in my opinion,” Pandu chirp. He smiled cynically.

Mima. And it succeeded in making Pandu's smile more and more.

“I'm not a Pandu that you can trick again, Ma. Plain guide is gone. You made Pandu change yourself, so don't blame me if I don't trust you anymore.” Gegas Pandu stepped out of Mima.

“Go! You must be responsible!” yelled Mima frustrated.

The palanquin stopped, he turned around with a sharp glare of eyes.

“Come check with the obstetrician. You dare?” challenge Pandu.

Again and again, Mima was silent. His brain was working on finding answers for Pandu, but it was not working well.

“Never say anything to me again, Ma. You think I don't know, before you went to bed with me you were already sleeping with another man. Because when I fuck you, you're no longer a virgin!” said Pandu full of emphasis. He just left without caring about the woman anymore.

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The affection that Fina poured out, made Dera comfortable. And again, all the motivation that Fina gave, able to move Dera's heart and make comfortable.

Dera went down immediately after arriving. He walked slowly towards the main door. After hitting the bell, Dera waited until someone opened the door.

“Eh, there is Madam Dera,” greet the maid Pandu.

“Hahaha, yes, Mbok. Fina's mother is there?” ask Dera politely.

“His Lady Fina is away, Her. He said he wanted to shop for kitchen materials,” said Mbok.

“Oh, that's it, Mbok.”

“Iya, New. Let's go in first, wait inside while chatting with Mbok. Hehehe,” invite Mbok. Dera nodded kindly.

The pregnant woman followed the door in. Dera was asked to sit down, she complied and continued to develop a friendly smile. Mbok went back to the kitchen to make tea and take a snack. Dera refused, but Mbok insisted because hosting the guest was very important.

As Dera was looking around, the voice of someone made the look on her face change instantly.

“Mbok! Make me minu—“ Jilia's greeting came to a halt when she found Dera in the main room. The eyes of the two whistled, but Dera immediately turned her face away quickly.

Why would there be a snake, anyway?

Jilia looked indifferent, walking past Dera without turning her head in the slightest. Dih, Dera growled at the woman's behavior. So arrogant and pretentious!

Ten minutes later Mbok came with a glass of warm tea and a snack. Dera tried to smile kindly, then asked Mbok to accompany him. He's lonely there, needs a friend to talk to.

“Jilia has been here since yes, Mbok?” ask Dera curiously.

“Since two days ago, His. Mrs Jilia stayed here because her husband went out of town,” Mbok added.

“Oh.” Dera nodded her head, understood. “If his son, where? He has one son, right? Want two of the same ones in the content.”

“Iya, New, no. His son, staying with Mr. Hafran's parents,” Mbok replied. Again Dera nodded.

He sipped tea and picked up the snack without even asking back.

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