
...I'm aware of my position here. I was only a substitute for the main character when he was injured and could not continue his role. ...
...~Bia Quinsa Altafunisha...
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Bia Quinsa Altafunisha, a beautiful woman with both eyeballs slightly narrowed but has long eyelashes and curved upwards. Do not forget the nose pointed with red cheeks clearly visible there. The mask marks are also printed clearly on the skin of her face but do not reduce her beauty.
The woman with the shady smile looked so very perfect. Not in Shaka's eyes. The man stared intently at this woman in front of him as he wondered how Bia called him.
While Dhira, the woman looked at her husband for a moment and then looked at Bia alternately.
"Mas," Call Dhira while nudging Shaka's hand.
However, the man pretended not to hear. Even Shaka deliberately grasped Dhira's hand under the table.
Let's smile a little. He lowered his fist when Shaka did not give his regards.
"Mas," Call Dhira again in annoyance.
"No papa, Ma'am. Don't forced. Maybe Mas Shaka is still unfamiliar with this situation," said Bia by forcing his smile.
Shaka's not liking it. He looked at Bia sharply. The man didn't like Bia's call. A call that the two had known for so long.
"What does Mas Shaka want to drink?" Ask Bia politely.
"Eh." Dhira pointed at Bia with a confused look.
Bia was just smiling. "I'll order a drink in the cafeteria, Ma'am."
"I want orange juice, Bi," Dhira said slowly.
"If Mas Shaka, what will he drink?" Ask Bia politely.
"My husband is usually coffee, Bi," Sela Dhira quickly.
She could see her husband's gaze getting sharper. Then Dhira also felt the grip of her husband's hand tighter. He knew Shaka was angry. However, if he gets angry and upset. Their marriage will not survive.
"Good, Ma'am. A moment."
Seems Bia is composing her cell phone. He ordered drinks for the couple in front of him. Bia himself realized that surely the conversation this time will last a long time.
"Bi. Is there a bathroom here?"
Bia looking up. He put his phone on the table and nodded.
"She, Ma'am. There!" Point it at the very end of the door in the room.
"I borrow ya, Bi."
"Yes, Ma'am," Sahut Bia kindly.
At last there only stayed Bia and Shaka sat both facing each other. The beautiful girl was really hesitant and nervous. However, Bia tried to cover everything with a smile.
"What's Shaka busy right now?" Tanya Bia started the conversation.
There's no answer. Shaka seemed to hear nothing there.
"Mas Shaka must be busy with office business. Must have been overtime a lot," continued Bia so calmly.
Shaka clenched both his hands. Her ears are hot. He really didn't like that call.
"Brazil… "
"Don't call me that!" Sela Shaka was furious. "I don't like it!"
Bia just smiled wryly. He tried to hide his heart because of fear. She tried to cover up her awkwardness in order to be able to start a conversation with the man who would later become her husband.
Siri's husband is nothing more!
"Why did you accept my wife's offer?" Shaka is curious.
"Because there's no reason for me to reject it, Mas" replied Bia still kindly.
"Do you know the consequences of all this?"
Bia's head shook his head. "How do I know, Mom? I just wanted to start."
"Don't joke! Its serious. The consequences of what you agree on are enormous for your life. You're a doctor, you can get a better life later!" Shaka said firmly.
Bia speechless. He lowered his head by adjusting his suddenly heavy breathing. The shadow reappeared. However, he tried to calm down by exhaling his breath so slowly.
"I know, Mas. But I also seriously accept Ms. Dhira's request. I sincerely helped her to keep your marriage safe," Bia said with a look up and looked at Shaka so seriously.
"Our marriage is safe but what about your future? You are young and your path is so smooth. What about your fate?"
"For that business. Let me think. I only intend to help Ms. Dhira, Mas."
"Not because of money?" Shaka shouts a little. "I think for money is impossible. Your salary as a doctor has been a lot."
"Maybe it could be, Mum. I need the money and yes Madam Dhira gave it. So I accepted this plan. Time is just a moment. Not for a year."
Shaka looked up at Bia not understanding. This girl was completely muddled with her thoughts. A crazy thought that he thought was absurd.
"Does my wife give me any other conditions?" Ask Shaka seriously.
"Sure, Mas."
"What's the condition?" Ask Shaka again to Bia.
"I'm just a surrogate wife, surrogate mother and surrogate womb for Mbak Dhira and Mas Shaka. I was married just to give a child. Then after that I have to get out of your lives!" Bia said in the heart.
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"What are you talking about?" Dhira asked as she just came out of the bathroom.
Both attention was distracted. Both Bia and Shaka stared fixedly at Dhira.
"Let's go home, baby!" Invite Shaka to get up from his seat.
Bia spontaneously stood up. He looked at Shaka who was walking towards Dhira and pulled his hand.
"Eh, Mum. What the hell! Bia still order drinks for us but… "
"We're home!" Take Shaka kekeh. "Now!"
"Mas!" Jerky Dhira who was annoyed with her husband's attitude.
Shaka really sucks today. Dhira doesn't even know what else to say.
"We're home, Dhira!"
Dhira took her breath so deeply. He knows this mode. Her husband is not to be denied. Dhira finally looked at Bia who looked confused as well with this kind of situation.
"I'm sorry for my husband and me. We are ready to go home well," said Dhira with an unkind look.
"Yes, Mother. No papa," replied Bia slowly.
"Once again sorry, Bi. Ma'am home!"
Bia has not yet answered. Shaka and Dhira had already walked out of Bia's room, leaving the girl alone.
The girl with the hijab wrapped around her head started to sit back in her chair. The woman stared at the frame on her desk. Smile wry. He took the portrait of his family with teary eyes.
"I'm sorry if I let you down. Bia doesn't want Mom and Dad to be ashamed. Bia doesn't want Mom and Dad to know. Forgive Bia. Bia is broken. Bia can't be proud of you guys anymore. Bia had been devastated since that night," The girl tearfully began to trickle down her cheeks.
~Connected
Start looking like a puzzle huh? Hayoo what?