When Your Uncle Becomes the Substitute Bride
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Dera's day went through happily. He learned a lot from the circumstances, that what he is doing right now is so delicious. His two daughters squirmed, opening their eyes with a smile so charming.

Lekas Dera grabbed one of them, fondling with love.  Zanira chuckles as Dera performs ‘cilup ba’. Satisfied playing with Zanira, Dera swapped Zakira and did the same thing as his second daughter earlier.

“Because you have been laughing with Mother, so big brother and sister can already be loved dot,” said Dera while lifting a milk bottle into the air. The two daughters immediately smiled, trying to grab the pacifier with both of their hands.

Two baby sitters help Dera take care of the twins. Because lately Daren often goes out of town to work, so Dera asks that the man find her a baby sitter to help. Daren agreed, he didn't want Dera to be exhausted either.

“Mbak-mbak, please take care of baby Zakira and Zanira, yes? I want to go out for a while, because my cousin has come,” pinta Dera on both of her baby sitters.

“Good, Ma'am,” answered both.

Dera rushed out of the room to meet Vera. The girl insisted on coming to her house early in the morning, saying that someone wanted to talk.

“You are so long, Der. I'm tired of waiting,” said Vera after Dera sat on the single sofa.

“Jeez, you are this. I greeted the twins earlier,” said Dera. “What do you want to drink? Let me get you.”

“Air white aja.”

The young mother with two children immediately darted into the kitchen to fetch water for Vera. Dera opened the refrigerator, took the cake she had stored there. Then take him forward to serve.

“How is the process for your wedding, safe, right?” ask Dera.

“Faith. Well, that's it, the one that is not safe is me,” chirped Vera.

“Lho, you know, why?”

“Fear, Der.”

Although Vera had always been silent, but Dera understood what the girl was feeling. Vera must have been hiding something, evident from the look of her face that was shrunk.

“What's up? You can tell me the same story. I know there's something you're hiding, Ver, don't cover it again,” pinta Dera.

“You're right.” Vera sighed harshly.

He chose to drink first, passing water on the esophagus so as not to feel dry. After that, Vera just inhaled deep oxygen, then throw it slowly.

“No, Ver. I know how the attitude and nature of Pandu is. He's a good guy, no neko-neko.”

“I just feel doubtful about myself. When it comes to Mas Pandu, I admit that he is a nice guy I met. I'm comfortable with him, it's just that my heart is scared. I'm afraid of losing again, Der. It's enough all this time I've always been hurt, I don't want to repeat it back.” Vera's crying broke.

“I'm also afraid of disappointing Mas Pandu,” Vera.

Dera shook her head, the woman moved closer to Vera. She hugged her cousin tightly, Dera crying to see Vera as she pleased.

“You're a good man, Ver. Not only is Pandu comfortable with you, but so am I. You are the best cousin for me.”

“You must have heard words like this, right. Your soul is a reflection of yourself. You need not doubt and fear. Everything has been arranged according to the scenario of God,” said Dera to calm Vera.

Vera nodded, her feelings began to improve because she could already tell Dera. However, his smile receded when he remembered something.

“The cable is represented by the ruler, right, Der? Papah, right, no longer exists,” said Vera.

“Please Vera, Papah you must be happy there. Seeing his only daughter getting married, being a good wife and mother. You don't be sad anymore huh, right, there's me and mom.”

They hugged and cried together. Dera gets hurt when Vera gets hurt. They are small together, always anywhere together. A sense of brotherhood between brother and sister exists.

After being satisfied hugging and crying, Dera took Vera to the back garden. For a long time they had not planted flowers together, so Dera wanted to invite Vera to plant together.

“Don't be sad again bride, later her man there is sad too, you know,” chirps Dera accompanied by her laughter.

Vera also laughed a little. “Hust, dong. Let's be faithful.”

“Ah, Mas Pandunya is definitely loyal, dong. This aunt, faithful no?”

Again they laughed together, venting happiness in the garden behind the house.

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So, the intention of othor want to make the story of their children here. A title with his parents. How do you think?