Bia, the Substitute Mother
Cheap Woman!

...The journey that may look beautiful when with a loved partner will be like a catastrophe when together with people who are not our desires....

...~JBlack...

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Dhira was seen holding back tears. Since then the woman tried to display a smile that seemed very forced. The woman is now near a car that will take her husband and his new wife away for a honeymoon.

It might not be called a honeymoon. Instead of running the night to be used for the purpose of the wedding this happens.

"If you are heavy. This plan can be scrapped, honey," Shaka told Dhira.

The woman's head shook. "Don't, Mas!"

"Let's go one more step. I don't want it all to be void just because of this" Dhira continued by taking her breath so deeply.

Dhira showed her sweet smile. He tried to look strong and firm.

"In a second, isn't it, Mas? It's already running. We can't undo what we started" Dhira said seriously.

Shaka looked at his wife closely. He really did not leave his wife. Honestly the full sight of the wound he could see. But how else. Everything has happened and inevitably they have to live.

For the sake of a child. For the sake of their marriage and for the sake of avoiding the blasphemy of their mother.

"I'm leaving yeah, honey," Pamit Shaka told Dhira.

"Yes. Be careful" Sahut Dhira then grabbed Shaka's hand and kissed the back of his hand.

Unexpectedly. The man pulled his wife by the waist and kissed her lips sweetly. Things are done quickly by Shaka and without Dhira's consent.

"Mas!" Thira's strangulation my kiss was just released. "There's Bia in the car!"

"It's none of my business and don't mind him!" Shaka exclaimed before he finally got into the car and waved his hand at his wife and brother.

After the car. Arthir glanced at his sister-in-law.

"Lo can, Dhir! Lo Karsha's most powerful and formidable son-in-law," Arthur quipped.

Dhira glanced towards Arthir. "I'm the only wife who's willing to share a husband with another woman. Even drove him to the honeymoon, didn't he?"

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Finally the journey that took not too long was over. Bia began to disembark from the plane that took her flying to Singapore.

The two little legs are now set again on the ground of Singapore. He was here with his family but now. Very different thing for him.

Not a vacation, not a trip. Rather, what he did was just to execute a prearranged plan and they had to do so that the third goal was achieved.

Too staring at the environment. Makes Bia forget about Shaka's whereabouts. The woman looked. She was looking for where her husband was going now.

"Where is Mas Shaka?" Mumbled Bia with confusion.

The girl with the always cheerful behavior started to walk in confusion. Trying to find and ask the person who came out of the same plane with him.

"Look at my husband?"

"Do you know my husband?"

"Mr… "

Bia is getting tired. His breathing is irregular. He's really confused. Honestly, it's not about him being afraid of being rude or losing his way. But the purpose of coming here is not for that.

"Mbak Dhira will be angry if we separate gini," muttered Bia slowly.

He's starting to give up. Bia took her breath so deep. His head was down because the sun was so hot.

"Come on!"

The sound of the jolt made Bia look up. A voice that he was very familiar and familiar to his ears.

"Mas Shaka's. Where's Shaka from?" Ask Bia with worry.

"Shut up and don't talk too much!" Shaka cried with his firm voice. "If it wasn't for my wife. I'm not gonna get caught up in this!"

Shaka looked towards Bia with hate. He really did not want to see the face of this woman in front of him. But how else. Everything must be lived for the sake of his wife's plan goes smoothly.

"Mas!" Bia calling.

"Mas!" Peek Bia then pulled Shaka's hand.

The man spontaneously brushed off Bia's hand violently. It was only a split second that the hands touched each other.

"Don't touch me!" Shaka exclaimed with a cold tone of voice.

The man inwardly just said the words of Dhira. Yes he only heard the words of Dhira that made the girl cry in his arms.

"Don't turn. Don't fall in love with Bia. Don't look into his eyes for too long and don't get too close!"

The word kept ringing in Shaka's mind. Even until they get into a car that has been prepared and get to the villa they rented. Shaka really didn't talk to Bia.

The man simply bothered with his phone and shared the message and the wife. Honestly, the man had been worried about his wife's condition. But how else. He's here too because of the idea of Dhira.

"Down!" Shaka cried to Bia who had been enjoying the streets in silence.

"God. The villas are good," said Bia staring at this villa in front of him with sparkling eyes.

The woman stared at the passing of Shaka who did not care about her. He was only able to take his breath so deeply and rub his chest.

"You have to be strong, Bi. You can! Don't be weak" said Bia encouraging herself.

Finally, Bia walked towards the trunk. He smiled at the driver who started taking out their luggage.

"Let me, Miss. Mr. Shaka asked me to take him inside" said the driver, who made Bia look at the open door.

Behind his cold attitude. Behind his indifferent attitude. It turns out there is a good attitude and attention in it.

"Thank you, sir. I entered first," said Bia saying goodbye and then began to follow Dhira's footsteps.

Bia's footsteps started to carry her around. Yes, the jolly and agile girl smiled when she saw the swimming pool area that was not too big but not too small as well. There is also a gazebo near the pool that can be used to relax.

"This villa is so beautiful!" Said Bia with a smile.

His style was waving with the wind. He closed his eyes for a moment. At least for the time being, he had to thicken his face in front of Dhira.

Just for their plan. Yes, it's her and Dhira's plan!

"You!" Shaka's voice surprised Bia.

The woman stood by the pool. He was surprised and almost fell. However, with a quick movement, Shaka's hand pulls Bia's hand until the girl falls into Shaka's arms with the eyes of the two who meet the view.

The eyes looked at each other. Enjoy each other's beautiful faces alternately. The roar of the breath of the two also felt smashing into each other as well as their heartbeats that were earthy to each other.

However, a shadow of Dhira's face made Shaka aware of what he was doing.

"Braggly!" Screeched Shaka while distancing his body.

"sorry. The Voice of Mas. Totally awkward!" Exclaim Bia by trying to act ordinary.

Although actually. His heart was like a marathon.

"Why did Mas Shaka call you? Is there anything that you want? Or is Mas Shaka going now?" Bia asked with her innocent face to Shaka.

"What do you mean?" Shaka cried with surprise.

"Yes, Mas. Shaka wants it now? Bia is not tired. Mas… "

"You're crazy, what!" Shaka exclaimed in annoyance.

He finally started leaving Bia. Walking away from just ignoring Bia who kept calling him.

"Bia take a shower, Mom. Bia want to prepare yourself first!"

Shaka clenched his hands tightly. His eyes gleamed furiously with a roar of breath that spurred so powerfully.

"Little woman!"

~Connected

Sorry late update. Last night I overslept so chapter 4 just got up now.

Yuhuu duh Mas Shaka mouth pedes kek bon cabe haha. My pen ulek feels like.