When Your Uncle Becomes the Substitute Bride
Chapter 68. Peed.

Dera had not yet moved from his seat in the grass. The pregnant woman still continued to make bouquets of the wildflowers that Daren collected. A sweet smile continued to grow on her lips, although a small ringing remained visible.

Eyes full of twinkle stared at the four wreaths he had made. For some reason, Dera felt confident that her son was a female. So he made a flower. One for his son, two for him and Daren, and one for Vera. That girl will be happy.

“Please, yuk, Darling. You must be tired of sitting,” take Daren.

“In a moment Mas, I still want to look at the flowers,” reject Dera smooth.

Although Dera was always smiling, but Daren caught a strange gurat on that sweet face.  Like there's something Dera's hiding, but she doesn't know what it is. Daren chose to sit down as well, looking at his wife's face up close.

“Mas why?” ask Dera confused. She pushed her husband's cheek gently so as not to stare at her again.

“You are beautiful,” praise Daren. Ignoring the little thud that slid from Dera's lips.

“Hahaha... It's serious, honey. You are very beautiful, Mas at home look at your face continues,” dreadful Daren.

“Mas can aja.” Dera covered her face, embarrassed. The red hue was so visible on both of his cheeks.

Daren was laughing more and more anxiously at Dera's behavior. Because the woman was so adorable when embarrassed, making Daren want to bite her bubbling cheek. However, Daren's laughter stopped immediately when he found Dera grimacing while holding her distended stomach.

“Darling, you why?” ask Daren to panic. Stand up and hold Dera's shoulder.

“I peed in pants, Mas,” great-grandson Dera.

“Gosh! You want to give birth, baby! That's amniotic fluid, not pee!” daren shouted in panic. “Come on to stand up. We're going straight to the hospital!”

“Don't panic so much, Mas. I'm fine, kok,” lirih Dera while developing her smile.

“You want to give birth, baby! How can I not panic.” Daren quickly leads Dera into the house.

The man who was about to become a father, immediately approached the house phone. Contact the security guard outside to prepare the car, as they will soon be leaving for the hospital.

Dera is just a head shake. Sometimes he grimaces when he feels heartburn. Even so, he tried to stay calm and enjoy every heartburn that came.

“Patience, yes, Dear. We'll be right up to the hospital,” said Daren soothingly while they were in the car.

Dera nodded, leaning her head on the husband's shoulder. Inhaling and then exhaling again, Dera rubbed her stomach while continuing to develop a smile.

Dera's fingers turned to touch Daren's face, tracing the jaw firmly overgrown with fine hair. The man looked at her, still with a worried face and a sad look.

“You must be strong, dear. For the sake of our son,” lirih Daren. He kissed the old Dera's forehead.

Dera only responded with a smile.

“The start is still there Darling?”

Dera nodded. “Still, Mas. And this ... very scrumptious.”

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“Do not ge-er. I did that just to help you.” Befan put on his cold look, making Vera grieve.

“Thankful, deh, you know.”

If Vera had no humanity, she would have kicked Befan so he could no longer be in front of her. Already he was upset because of the actions of Mima, now coupled with the arrogant speech Befan.

“Being arrogant! Chock smug!” furious Vera.

“I am indeed handsome. You have to admit it.”

“No!”

“Iya!”

“Didnah, mending Father silent. I'm still pissed!” Dera poked her lips.

“Ya already, you shut up too.”

As a result, the two are silent to each other, Vera glances at Befan's lyrics who are playing mobile phones. The awkwardness was renewed because of the sound coming from Vera's bag. Quickly the girl grabbed it, then took the phone that still reads and displayed the name ‘Daren’ on her screen.

“Halo, Mom? Why phone?”

“....”

“What? Yes, I went straight there with Aunt Hamidah!” shout Vera.

The girl immediately severed the connection unilaterally. He picked up the bag and was about to leave, but came back again because of the forgetfulness of something.

“Mother can help me?”

“What's up? Why are you so worried?” ask Befan.

“Dera wants to give birth. I have to pick up Aunt Hamidah and take her to see Dera. Please ... anterin me,” please Vera while clenching her hands in the chest.

“Iya, yes already. You do not need to be sad so, we go to pick up Aunt Hamidah only.” Vera agreed.

Then both of them ran to the car, entered in a hurry and Befan immediately drove the four-wheeled vehicle.

On the way Vera continued to pray inwardly, asking for salvation for her cousin and his future nephew.

“You need to calm down. Buk Boss must be fine.”

“Still.”

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Thank you to all who have supported me. Sorry because the plot may not match what you want. I have designed everything since the beginning of this novel. I had frozen the idea in my brain.