The Substitute Bride of my Best Friend
Birthday Gifts from Shaka

Four months later ....

"Honey, where are we going?" zahira asked a little astonished when she realized that the car that Shaka drove was not the road to their apartment.

"You will know later. Sit down sweet and don't move too much! Poor my two children, they will be stressed because from now on his mother did not want to be silent."

Zahira pursed her lips, then turned her face out the window. "It sucks!" lirih. He is upset because Shaka is hiding something from him when they agree to always be open in any case even though the reality is bitter, but they must be honest with their partner.

Shaka turned to return Zahira's gaze while smiling faintly. The expression on his wife's face looked so adorable that it made him want to suck the sweetness of honey on his lips.

"Don't put on that face, if you don't want this second I'm also watching you, honey."

The beautiful beauty immediately turned her head to the side with glaring eyes. "Basic bawdy! Not shameless!" If Shaka was not driving, Zahira's clothes landed perfectly in the man's stomach. Zahira would pinch Shaka's sixpack belly and beat her husband with a pillow or bolster if he was treated by the man.

Shaka just chuckled softly to see Zahira's face that began to blush red like a fresh tomato ready to be picked. For the man there was nothing more adorable than seeing Zahira sulking like a child.

Shaka's car drove quietly through the streets of Jakarta. As he was about to enter an elite residential area not too far from the hospital, Shaka stopped the vehicle at the shoulder of the road. Seeing it all, Zahira who was engrossed in the beauty of the scenery out there immediately turned to her husband.

"Well, honey, why stop? Is your car on strike?" Again and again Zahira looked at her husband with eyes full of question marks.

Shaka shook his head. "No, everyone is in good shape. However, I want you to wear this before we continue our journey."

The man took out a single piece of black cloth from his pants pocket. Zahira was astonished to see all this.

"What is that for?" Zahira's eyes squinted sharply. "Where are you really taking me? Or ... lest you want to sell me because my body is no longer unsightly? Because I eat a lot to cause your spending to swell, right? Just tell me the truth, Shaka, don't play hide-and-seek like this dong!" fiery sungut.

"You are the same as me. You-"

Zahira had not yet finished his words, Shaka had already touched both of their lips. Peeping the rannum lips of the wife who feels sweet fresh strawberry nuances. Indeed very slowly along with both hands burly Shaka pressed the nape of Zahira so that the kiss deeper.

Shaka stops their kiss when Zahira is almost out of oxygen. Attaching his wife's son's hair to the earlobe. "I wouldn't be able to sell rare precious gems like you, honey, let alone in your stomach right now there's Shaka Junior and Zahira Junior. So, how could I let you go."

Zahira looked at her husband closely. He sees honesty in Shaka's beautiful eyeballs. There was not a single lie and she was sure that her husband did not intend to sell it. Only Zahira's stupid thoughts go crazy, to and fro.

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Shaka took off the black cloth that covered Zahira's eyeball. "Darling, I'll count down and in the third count, open your balls."

"I'm a countdown. Three ... two .. one ...." Zahira opened her eyeballs slowly, and the lashes moved slowly. When it opens perfectly, Zahira is surprised to find a two-story house unit standing firmly in front of it.

Modern Japanese-style two-story minimalist house Shaka chose to be a future residence with his wife and children. The man who served as the vice chairman of a well-known law firm in Jakarta, specifically asked a famous designer to design his future home.

"Darling, who's this house? Why did you bring me here?" Zahira stuttered even her voice was choked to the point of being speechless. The appearance of the house is so beautiful in accordance with Zahira's dream house.

Shaka's burly hands clasped his wife's shoulders and at the same time he kissed Zahira's head in love. "This house is yours. I gave it as a birthday present. Actually I want to give this surprise to coincide with your birthday three months ago, but since it is still not finished hold the renovation I finally undo. I'm sorry, yeah, if I could just give you a special gift." That sense of regret thrusts into the deepest recesses of the heart.

In recent months guilt has come to Shaka, making the man come to mind. Intentions give a special surprise to his beloved wife on Zahira's 25th birthday, but apparently it can not be realized.

Zahira extended her right hand upward and then smothered her mouth with it. "So, you gave this house as my birthday gift? Seriously, Honey?"

Shaka turned Zahira's body until now their position is facing each other. "One hundred rius. This house is complete with everything in your name. You deserve everything that is in it. Whatever you want to do with this house, I won't protest. Want you to live as our residence or want to be sold again, I will not interfere. You're the rightful owner of this house."

In that instant, Zahira's tears fell down her cheeks. The woman cried in front of her beloved husband. This was truly the most beautiful surprise of his life. He used to think that having a modern Japanese-style house was just a dream, it would not come true. However, the dream was realized when he married Shaka Abimana, a man who was none other than his best friend and husband.

"This house is the most beautiful gift I've ever had. So, how could I possibly sell it. I will take care of this house with all my heart just as I take care of the fruit of our love here. Later in this house we will live happily with our children."

Slowly Shaka wiped the corner of Zahira's eyes using his thumb. "Thank you for accepting this generous gift. I'm lucky to have a wife who would accept a husband's gift even though the casting is far from perfect."

"I'd rather have you, honey. Like a dream you can be with a handsome guy like you."

"Of course I'm handsome. After all I was created from the superior seeds of both my parents." Shaka patted the chest proudly. "I'm also sure if our children are born with a beautiful look like his mother and beautiful like her Papa. An epic mix, isn't it?" shaka then kissed Zahira's forehead and hugged her back very tightly.

"Yes, we're home tour first, yuk! After believing that nothing will be changed, then we decided to move here and hold a small event to share a little happiness with the closest people. How's it?"

"It's up to you, deh. I'll do what you say."

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