When Your Uncle Becomes the Substitute Bride
Chapters 70. I'm Loyal

“Parent Pandu already told you, Son. That your wife is already born?” ask the mother who was holding Zakira.

Daren smiled slightly while shaking her head. She was so happy that she forgot to tell her sister. Immediately he excused to contact Fina, because he did not want to disturb, he walked out of the room.

While Vera who was playing around with baby Zanira, patted the eel when she remembered something. He hurriedly searched for the bag and put the phone in it.

“You why hurry so, Ver?” ask Hamidah's mother. Staring confusedly at his nephew.

“It, Tan. Something I forgot. Then I'll go first, yeah. Drug!” Vera waved her hand as she walked out of Dera's room.

He rushed in the hospital hallway. Many times Vera breathed a rough breath, she was a little tired but had to keep going. Standing on the side of the road, Vera looks for angkot or passing taxis.  Befan had been saying goodbye since, so he had no one else to ask for help delivering.

Phone's vibrating. Fifty calls coming in from Pandu, Vera patted his eel. He refocused on finding the angkot.

On the way to where Pandu was, Vera nimbly replied to the man's message that had piled up. Apologizing for coming back late. Vera is also worried about the motor butut owned by his neighbor, it is already apes because it broke down, if it is lost it can also harm him.

Arriving there, Vera saw Pandu still sitting in his original place. The man looked at the motor that seemed to have settled down. Vera rushed over, patting Pandu's shoulder slowly.

“Vera! Where are you from?” ask Pandu worried. He cupped Vera's cheeks and wiggled.

“Jeez, Mas. Huh, stop! I'm fine,” exclaimed Vera while removing both hands Pandu.

“From yesterday I called you, send a message too. But you did not reply to him,” Pandu said.

“Sorry, yes. My phone is silent.”

“Yes, it's okay. But you're really all right, right? Then where, instead of you saying it was just for a moment?” cecar Pandu's. He's still watching Vera.

Vera did not reply, she instead went to the cashier's workshop to pay. When he reached the cashier table, Vera immediately mentioned the neighbor's butut motorbike.

“Had been paid the same Mas who waited for his motorbike, Mbak,” said the cashier of the workshop when Vera asked how much the repair cost.

“I mean, that Mas.” Vera pointed at Pandu who was staring at her.

“Well, yes,” replied the cashier. Vera thanked him and went to Pandu.

He observed his neighbor's motor butut, trying to turn on it turned out to be true it could be lit.

“I'm worried about you, Ver. Since then I intend to suck you up with this bike, but I don't have your permission yet. So keep waiting here until you come,” said Pandu.

Vera was stunned to hear Pandu's words.

“Why don't you just leave this motorbike? Or go where it is, go home for example. After all, I've been gone a long time, I'm not bored?” Vera asked a question.

“Ngak. I'm loyal, really, the guy,” shrewd Pandu.

Vera sighed, then spoke again, “Yes already, thanks for waiting for the bike. Oh, yeah, how much does it cost? Let me pay.”

“Udah, no need to be replaced,” said Pandu.

“No can do that, Mom. That's, right, Mas's money, so I have to change,” said Vera.

“I sincerely help you, Ver. So no need to replace.”

“But Mas—“

“No need, yes?”

Finally, Vera nodded and thanked Pandu as much. Then the girl took out the motor from the workshop, she will come home soon to be able to return this bike.

“Oh, yes I want to say. If Dera is born,” said Vera.

“What gender are they?” ask Pandu.

“Twin. Both women.”

“Sgratitude.”

Pandu seemed silent, but then he asked Vera to come down. He replaced Vera sitting in the front seat and began to grip the motorbike.

“I anterin you to home first. Making sure you are safe, then I go there,” said Pandu.

“No need to bother, Mas. I can go home alone, kok,” reject Vera smooth.

“Hunting up, I will still take you.”

Finally rather than arguing constantly, Vera chose to ride in the motorcycle seat. He let Pandu drive, while he became a passenger.

A gust of wind that hit the face, flying the children of her hair. Vera inhaled deeply the air that was moving wildly, greatly relaxing the mind. Vera confirmed the position of the helmet he was wearing, to make it more comfortable. Yes, Pandu bought a helmet to drive himself.

“You like the clutter or slow down?” tanya Pandu slightly shouted, so that Vera who was wearing a helmet could hear him.

“Slow down, Mas. I love the afternoon air!” answer Vera. He also shouted for Pandu to hear.

As per Vera's request, Pandu rode his motorbike at a slow speed. He was enjoying the air while developing a smile. The memory pieces shared with Dera, twisting clearly in the shadows. As they go on motorcycles, bicycles, and on foot together. Everything is so meaningful to those who keep smiling.

“Mas?” call Vera.

“Iya?”

“Do not daydream, briefly we hit,” reprimand Vera.

“No, you are calm. Safe, kok,” Reply Drive.

They enjoy every trip they go through. Not for an hour, they had arrived in front of Hamidah's mother's house. Vera went down immediately followed by Pandu.

“Mas want to stop by first? Let me make a drink,” bargain Vera. Pandu.

“You're at home by yourself. Not one woman and one man are alone in the house. So, I just went home,” Pandu said.

Again Vera was made stunned. His heart aches hearing Pandu's words. It turned out that this good guy named Pandu.

“Yes already, I'm back first, yes. You do not forget to eat and drink,” Pandu.

“Iya, Mas. Be careful on the road, yeah. Sorry I can't deliver, and thanks for everything.”

“Yes, not papa. Equally.”

Pandu left the grounds of Hamidah's mother's house on foot. Not far away the man stepped up, Vera called out to him.

“Iya?” ask Pandu confused. “There can I help?”

“Don't forget to eat too, yeah! Mas looks curly!” shout Vera.

Pandu held a smile, feeling happy from being noticed by the girl. Vera ran into the house in shame.

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When word got out from Daren, Fina and her husband rushed to go to the hospital. They do not want to procrastinate because they are curious about the twins.

“Loh, Where are you going?” Jilia and her husband stood on the porch of Fina's house.

“Dera is out, so Brother wants to go there,” replied Fina.

Jilia and Hafran looked at each other, then both of them smiled.

“Ya already, we're coming.”

Fina nodded her head in unsuspecting manner, letting Jilia and Hafran come to Dera.

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