When Your Uncle Becomes the Substitute Bride
Chapter 63. Crying Together

The road is pretty solid when the latest SUV car passes there. The sound of honking horns that are mutually disdainful, deafening. Cars queue up, wait until traffic is normal and can move back.

Dera opened the windshield to breathe the afternoon air. Pollution mixed with air, can not deny its comfort. Still able to relax the pregnant woman.

“If you have, hunted again glass, darling,” reprimand Daren.

“Ih, later. I still want to enjoy the afternoon air,” replied Dera, sewot.

“Udah mixed pollution, not good.”

“I want to! Point!”

The man behind the wheel just shook his head at his wife's behavior. He chose to drop his head on the wheel, waiting until the front car moved back.

While enjoying every gust of wind, Dera turned to look at her husband. He remembered the question that had been lingering in his mind since then, about where they were going.

“Where are we going, anyway, Mas?” ask Dera. Not taking a look from Daren's face that had been lifted.

“Consecret!” Daren smiled wryly, wiping quickly Dera's head.

“I'm serious. Where are we going?” Again, Dera asked. This time his face was already unfriendly, instead of afraid, Daren was even anxious.

Choosing not to care, Daren runs back his car because the car in front is already moving. He could only chuckle as Dera's face grew sullen.

The car started to drive normally, splitting the city streets. Daren drives at moderate speed while enjoying the ride. Dera is shocked when Daren stops his car in front of the funeral gate.

“Mas ..?” lirih Dera's.

“Come down, Honey. He said he wanted to meet Mother and Father,” said Daren. Hands out to Dera.

“Cemetery?” ask Dera confused.

Daren just smiled, grabbed his wife's hand and led the woman.

Dera's thoughts continued to rage, thinking about what they were for at the burial site. Daren said he would meet mom and dad, but why in a place like this? A moment later, Dera realized everything. He immediately tightened his grip on Daren's arm.

“Mas, i ..”

Daren took him closer to two very neat graves. The man crouched down, followed by Dera with a sad face. He noticed two gravestones with the same date of death, and Dera immediately closed her mouth.

“Assalamualaikum, Bun.” Daren rubbed a headstone nearby.

“Today Daren visited. Guess who Daren brought? Yes, his name is Dera. Dera Calista, beautiful girl with a million charms.” Daren chuckles when telling about Dera. Makes the master sadder.

“Here Mother once said to me, if there will be one woman in this world, who will love me as sincerely as possible. I thought, I found it, Bun.” Daren chuckled again. However, with a similar look to Dera.

The woman who had been watching Daren's activities, touched the man's arm. Dera dropped her face on Daren's arm, sobbing.

“Why, Honey? Don't want to meet your Mother?” bargain Daren while wiping Dera's tears.

“A-I ...” Dera's crying is breaking.

“No papa, Honey. Or do you want to meet Dad first?”

Dera nodded, then she moved closer to the tombstone next to Mother Daren. Dera squatted there, kissing the tombstone with a cry that spread out again.

“As-assalamualaikum, Dad. Greetings, I'm Dera, Mas Daren's wife. I—“ Dera shut her mouth, unable to continue her words.

Never feeling the affection of a father, Dera is confused what to say. There was a claustrophobic and disappointed that clumped back in the chest, recalling the figure of the father that he never missed. Daren immediately approached his wife, grabbed the woman and continued to kiss the top of her head.

They cried together, Daren also shed tears when he saw his wife sobbing like that.

“We're home now, darling,” take Daren. Dera shook her head and refused Daren's hand.

“A-I still want to see Mother and Father, Mas. They also definitely want to see me too,” lirih Dera. Increasingly made Daren's cries unstoppable.

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