Bia, the Substitute Mother
Stop giving me drugs!

...Believe that love cannot be forced. However, every day with his presence is able to make a heart will begin to waver. ...

...~JBlack...

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"Dhira.. Dhira, dear," said Shaka as her release began to appear.

The man's eyes closed slowly. His breathing was so strong with his chest going up and down. He quickly stepped away from Bia's innocent body and began to close his eyes because he was tired.

The woman who was still helpless pulled the blanket to cover her body. He glanced to the side, looking at Shaka's face that was beginning to calm down.

Bia tilted her body. He saw the shape of Shaka's face was very perfect. A pointed nose, kissable lips, firm jaw and sharp eyes.

It is truly a wonderful creation of God. Perfect in Bia's eyes. There is no shortage of anything. Slowly, he ventured out his hand.

Putting aside some of the fallen hair children covered his forehead.

"I'm sure if I'm pregnant. My son will be as handsome as you are, Mas" said Bia inwardly with teary eyes. "But when that time comes. I must be willing to get out of your lives."

Bia seemed to be breathing heavily. His eyes were glazed over as if he was completely powerless to hold back his tears.

"I'm sure you and Ms. Dhira will love our child well. I'm sure of that" said Bia slowly and then turned around.

Bia was crying in silence. Even he closed his lips because he did not want the sound of crying to be heard. He was not crying because he was weak. She was not crying because of her fate. Instead, Bia cried just imagining how her fate after she was away from her child later.

But, unexpectedly. When Bia couldn't bear to cover her lips. A hug from behind made Bia's heart almost loose.

Yes, a hand hugging her stomach slowly made Bia completely shocked.

"Don't stay away from me, honey. Come nearer! I want to hug you" Shaka said slowly.

Bia was seen gulping down his saliva violently. Her crying stopped because she was too shocked. Bia slowly turned her body around.

He stared at Shaka's figure who was increasingly pulling his body to get close to him.

"Like this better," said Shaka with his eyes closed as he slept directly over Bia's chest.

Bia's eyes closed. She's afraid. Afraid that Shaka would hear her heartbeat. He was sure, even so sure his heart was currently like he had run out of a marathon.

It was really pounding very fast and he wanted to scream.

"Mas," Lirih Bia quietly rubbed Shaka's cute baby-like head sleeping on her chest.

"Don't involve the heart, Bia!"

"Don't fall in love with my husband!"

"Don't try to tease Mas Shaka if you don't want to face me!"

"Don't be a destroyer because you're just a surrogate womb here!"

All the words were spinning in his head. All of Dhira's words were as if the tapes were broken now.

"I'm sorry, Ms. Dhira. Your husband really made me start to fall for him," said Bia inwardly as she wrapped her hands around Shaka's body slowly. "Let me enjoy this comfort until tomorrow morning. At least even though Mas Shaka thinks I'm Dhira's brother. I can hug her."

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The dark night began to be replaced with very bright sunlight. The villa room that was hit by the beach wind was so comfortable and quiet. The smell of cooking filled the villa when a woman was already struggling there.

His legs are level with hands so agile moving to and fro. Her smile looked so bright this morning. Maybe because of the hug he felt all night he got until he had to realize that the morning had greeted him and made him have to know his position.

The sound of music emerged from Bia's murmur. He cooked with a carefree heart without knowing if there was a man walking up to him.

Shaka, the man started waking up from his sleep and immediately took a bath before he came out. Sure enough, when he came out of the room. The first sight to be seen is a very rare sight.

A woman filled the kitchen in the morning with a room that smelled so good and fragrant. His footsteps continued to approach the kitchen.

"What cooking?"

"Astagfirefull!" Pekik Bia was shocked by turning around.

Shaka looked at Bia's back shirt. He was afraid that the shirt was on fire because it was right behind Bia the fire that was burning there.

"That's a hell of a shock!" Cetus Bia with bulging eyes.

"I'm just asking, right?"

"But you can give voice first or what!" Reply Bia does not want to lose.

Shaka doesn't reply to her anymore. He rolled his eyes lazily then peeked at the cuisine of Bia that filled their villa.

"Fried rice," said Bia mentioning the dishes he made. "They like fried rice, don't they?"

"Where do you know?" Shaka asked Bia.

Bia glanced towards Shaka. "From your social media posts, Mas. The food that you frequent up, just the fried rice continues!"

Shaka looks indifferent. He turned around and chose to sit near the pantry table.

"The taste is splinter!"

"Why hurry!" Sindir Bia then turned off the stove. "Mas hungry?"

"Who's hungry?" Shaka said evasive. "The woman must be deft!"

Bia won't argue. He immediately picked up the fried rice and placed it on a plate. After that Bia put the plate in front of Shaka.

The man with the fresh face looked down. He inhaled the aroma of fried rice that was truly so fragrant.

The man immediately began to hold the spoon.

"Wait, Bia! Don't eat yet!" Bia exclaimed in annoyance.

The woman pulled a chair near Shaka's chair. Sit quietly with your hands carrying a plate filled with fried rice.

"It's a long time!"

"Grottling!" Cibir Bia and the two prayed together.

They had breakfast so well. Shaka really ate so well. Even he was not aware if viewed by Bia since then.

"What's that good? Until I eat my breath?"

"Ohuk!" Shaka coughed.

She choked and made him pat her chest repeatedly.

"Mas, drink first" said Bia regretfully.

He helps Shaka to drink while rubbing his back. Bia was worried especially Shaka's face to redden.

"Sorry Bia, Mas. Bia unintentionally," said Bia quietly.

Shaka seemed to take his breath slowly. His nose hurt and he felt something was there. However, Bia's sad face made something in her also unable to bear.

"I'm doing fine. I won't die just from choking!"

Bia spontaneously looked up. He nodded at Shaka's chattering.

"Man sucks. Worried about not even wanting to," muttered Bia quietly but could still be heard by Shaka.

The room was a few minutes quiet. Until finally breakfast was finished. However, when Bia was about to lift the dirty dishes. Suddenly Shala's voice spoke making Bia speechless.

"Stop giving me that medicine. I'll try to do it in a conscious state."

~Connected

If you don't fight, it's not Bia and Shaka. Haha.