When Your Uncle Becomes the Substitute Bride

Chapter 3. Weddings

Decorations for the chord, almost perfect. Neighbors came to cook. Tomorrow. Tomorrow Dera will give up her girlhood, even with a man she doesn't love. Since yesterday's incident, Dera has locked himself up a lot. Eating is always late, even if the mother does not bring it for her.

He didn't want to die by not eating, only, Dera was still wondering to herself. It was wrong for him to be hurt like this. Indeed, he is not from among the people. Only, the mother has one boutique to provide for their lives so far. In fact, from the results of the boutique, Dera could be a scholar.

Busy lamenting themselves, a knock on the door followed by a swift step made Dera inevitably raise his head.

“Freely you tap, if nyelonong aja too,” said Dera ketus. Vera is just a whimper.

“Abisnya, I just called you not nyahut,” replied Vera.

“I'm sleepy. Mending you out there,” expel Dera while pushing slowly Vera's body.

“Yes, already, I'm also sleeping.”

Immediately Vera went straight to the bed, the girl laid down her body first, so that Dera could no longer chase her away. Sighing in a rough breath, Dera went up to the bed, but the girl chose to sit cross-legged there.

“My decision is correct, right, Ver?” ask Dera.

Vera silent. He was confused as to what he wanted to answer. Should he be happy? Because his cousin is not ashamed? Or should it be sad, because the heart has been broken into pieces?

“I don't know, Der.” Finally the answer is what Vera can say.

“Indeed it should have been from the beginning, I knew that Pandu was not a nice guy. But, his attitude all these years, I can't argue. He never hurt me, even forcing me to give him what he wanted. Wh why? Why is it that when it's almost over, he opens his face, destroying all my dreams and Mother.” Despite trying hard, Dera still dropped a single point of tears from the corner of his eye.

“I want to go far, want to avoid everyone, but there is still a Mother I have to think about. Maybe, this is the path of destiny that God has destined, married to a figure that I do not love,” continued Dera.

“You must be strong, Der. There is me and Mom who always support you,” concluded Vera while hugging Dera's body from the side.

“I'm just afraid I'll feel what you felt first.”

Vera shakes. “I'm sure Om Daren is a good person.”

“Hopefully,” please Dera.

**

The wedding day arrived, Dera had been dressed in such a way as a bride. Since then, the girl strengthened herself, that she was able to face the reality that she would later get. Maybe, everyone out there is confused, because the name of the groom is very different from the one on the invitation.

If I could be honest, Dera would have told everyone that the candidate was a jerk. However, his mother forbade. After all, Pandu's parents need not bear any shame with his son's attitude.

Once again Dera opened her phone, seeing if there was an incoming message from Pandu. Apparently not, even the number had been blocked by the man. Dera doesn't expect Pandu back, she just wants the man to apologize, at least to mom.

Chequelek

“Honey, let's get down. Your husband is waiting outside,” said the mother as she walked into the room, followed by Vera who smiled happily.

“Good, Bu.”

Dera according to him, refusing is also futile. Now she has become a wife, not from Pandu Alamsyah, but Daren—paman from her boyfriend.

Dera is asked to sit next to Daren, and the two sign the marriage book in turn.

“Sweetie, asked to kiss her husband's hand,” MC said. Dera sighed in annoyance.

Just about to raise his hand, Daren first thrust his hand to kiss Dera. Finally, by force, the girl followed the MC's lead.

The girl in the bridal dress glared when she found Vera mocking her. It was very desirable that Dera stuffed the MC's mouth, but it wouldn't be able to.

Cup

“No need to glare like that, I'm not a demon,” whispered Daren as he patted Dera's shoulder gently.

“You ...”

“Suami,” sahut Daren. He immediately turned his eyes in the other direction.

Sighing softly, Dera only felt an uncomfortable aura from the people around her. Whispers to himself, further making Dera look down.

“Play it different, or lest Dera be caught cheating with this man.”

“Iya. Maybe he used this guy to want to be with him. In a way, look rich.”

Dera's two hands were perfectly clenched, ready to teach a lesson to those who did not know, but had assumed at will. When going to move to give a little lesson, Daren immediately grasped Dera's hand, as a result the girl immediately fell silent.

“Do not waste energy on unimportant things.”

“My and Mom's price is being played. You said it wasn't important!” press Dera.

“Cute me. MC asks us to welcome the guests,” said Daren immediately pulled Dera's hand, forcing the girl to come with him.

From the end of the meeting until the afternoon, the two welcomed the guests. Although he was tired, but Dera could not just leave. In fact, he forgot to eat because he was too focused on the guests who came constantly.

Finally, the show is over as well. Dera breathed a sigh of relief, holding onto the little skirt she was wearing, the girl went from the coat to the room. Stupidly with her husband, the man had legs, could definitely catch up if she wanted. Thought Dera.

Arriving in the room, Dera immediately broke down without removing the kebaya and skirt first. His feet were so sore from standing up. Waking up, Dera massaged his ankle softly which felt pain. Until the door of the room opens, stop the girl's activities.

“Say Mom, I shower in this room,” Daren said without feeling guilty for entering without knocking on the door first.

“You think this is your room, what? No, if you come in, knock on the door first. If I was still wearing clothes, how?” namel Dera's.

“Ya, it's okay,” reply Daren relaxed.

“No what did you say? Basic perverted brain!”

“I borrow bathroom.” With a towel and a change of clothes, Daren entered the bathroom in Dera's room.

Huh. The girl could only throw a rough breath. Refuse was free, there, later mother will be angry with him. While waiting for Daren to come out, Dera chose to open a bun that felt heavy. Then the girl also rubbed make up.

Chequelek

“Is there no other bath soap?” ask Daren. Just popping his head, while waiting for an answer from Dera.

“Not there! If you want, yes, use that soap. Otherwise, you can quickly get out of my bathroom. Because I also want to take a shower!”

 “Judes.”