When Your Uncle Becomes the Substitute Bride
Chapter 72. Make peace

Dera has returned home, the woman has started doing activities as a mother. Taking care of the two babies lovingly is aided by Daren, a good father figure.

“You want me to get you something to eat, honey?” tawar Daren's.

“Let's go, deh, Mas. I want to change the diaper baby Zakira first,” subtly reject Dera.

“I help, yes.”

Not yet received approval from Dera, Daren has approached and helped his wife to replace diapers. The two work together, Daren doesn't matter even if he just came home from work.

“Let me alone, Mas. Mending rest there, tired of just coming home from work,” said Dera.

“Got tired, really, baby. Moreover, look at your face and two baby Z,” said Daren while hugging Dera's body from the side.

The two hugged each other, releasing a longing that was getting soaring. When both are still washed away, baby Zanira's cry spoils the atmosphere. Then they laughed and Dera held baby Zanira.

“If you're tired, say the same to me, honey. Not because you're his mother, keep everything you have to do. There's me. If working together quickly finished, why not,” said Daren.

“Still, yes, Mas.”

“Sama-sama, Darling. Don't be quiet again, yes, you can complain everything is the same I.”

**

Vera just got back from the boutique at 16:30 p.m. The girl immediately cleaned herself, then went to the kitchen to cook. He did prohibit Hamidah from cooking, for fear of making his tantric soy sauce.

Vera chose to work in a boutique in place of Hamidah. The middle-aged woman often complained of being tired, so Vera intervened to change her hands to take care of it.

On the sidelines of his busy life, Vera gets a message from someone. For a moment he stopped his activity to check the cell phone. Vera's smile grew as she read a message from that person.

The refrigerator is running

[I want to take you to dinner.]

Sounds stiff but Vera likes it. She is confused as to what to answer, putting the phone on the table, Vera continues cooking again. After all, he went to the room. The girl unpacked her wardrobe, looking for a dress that was suitable for her to wear.

It felt like Vera was already like a madman because she kept smiling. Carrying the dresses she had already chosen, trying in front of the mirror and judging herself.

“Where, anyway, is a nice shirt? Kok, no,” complained Vera when all the clothes are not suitable for her to wear tonight.

“Gosh! Not also reply to message Mr. Befan, already pe-de select clothes first.” Vera chuckles to herself.

Then the girl picks up the phone on the desk, looks for Befan's contact and sends a reply to the man.

[Good. Her address?]

Vera waits for a reply back from Befan patiently. It has a blue double tick, but has not been replied to by the contact owner. Five minutes later, Befan replied.

[I'm picking you up. At eight, wait in front of the house.]

“Aaaaa! That's right, Mr. Befan makes me eat dinner!” yell Vera pleasure.

So happy, Vera jumped up and down in bed thinking about what they would do later. He's getting like crazy, imagining romantic things with Befan.

**

“We have no relationship anymore. So, you better get out of here, 'cause I'm sick of seeing that innocent face of yours!” expel Pandu.

“Although I am not pregnant, but you must remain responsible, Pandu! You fucked me!” reply Mima. Strong gripping of Pandu arm.

 The man's reflexes flicked his hands, disgusted by Mima's touch. The woman was disappointed, the look on her face turned grim at once.

“Not me first. And again, I already know about what you did. Very-very disgusting. Someone who likes one stand with rich old man!”

“Pandu ..ngak. I'm not, kaya’, it's.” Mima shook his head.

“Stop pretends to be stupid, Mima. You better repent, stop bracing yourself here and there. Your future is still long,” said Pandu.

“But I love you, Pandu!” shouting Mima.

“Not love but obsession. You're too obsessed!”

“Pandu ..”

“I'm sorry for ever hurting you. I did it because of a trap from you. Now, look at your future Mima. You are beautiful, do not make yourself a doll that can be enjoyed here and there just for money,” Pandu said.

Mima was silent, permeating every word that came out of Pandu's mouth.

“The best point in loving, is to let the person you love be happy. Love can't be forced, Mim. Honestly I don't have any feelings for you.”

The sobs of Mima sounded. The woman covered her face, embarrassed by everything she had done all this time. Selling yourself, cheating, and trapping someone for the sake of obsession in him.

“Come, we live this life normally. Never do anything that hurts you again. Simply be simple for someone who will appreciate you later.” Pandu develops his smile, thrusting his little finger at Mima.

Doubtfully Mima welcomes Pandu's pinky, uniting her as a promise.

“Thank you for making me realize that everything I want, is not necessarily fulfilled. And sorry for everything Pan, I'm really sorry,” said Mima.

“I've forgiven you. Now we must promise that we will be happy forever, with those who will always be by our side. Promise me for our future, Mima!” yelling Pandu while raising his hand.

“Yes, I promise. Happy life!”

They laugh together. Pandu realized, even though Mima was evil, he had no right to judge the woman. However, awaken it to better, and live in peace.