The Substitute Bride of my Best Friend
Disconnecting

The two humans were stunned long enough before Ziva finally returned to his voice. "Y-you ... What are you doing here? Know where my address is?" scowl the woman with a stutter. He was really quite surprised at the sighting of someone up ahead. It was not expected that Shaka would catch up with him to Singapore.

Smirking when I get a question from Ziva. "Of course I met you. Wh why? Can't I meet my future wife?" shaka asked deliberately emphasizing the last sentence. Highlight the sharp eyes as if intimidating to make the model's body tremble.

"N-not so. A-i-i-"

"Babys!" The sudden cry from the apartment door behind him made the blue-clad woman's speech come to a halt.

Reflexes, Shaka turned to the source of the voice and was quite surprised to find a man wearing only a white bathrobe and wet hair coming out from the door of the apartment next to him. And even more surprising is ... there are so many traces of ownership in the chest that is not covered with a bathrobe tightly so that the lawyer can see clearly the reddish color is very contrasting with the color of his white skin.

Shaka's heart heats up when he finds something similar happening to Ziva. The sign of possession is on part of the woman's neck and chest. Both hands clenched beside the body to reveal the nail books. The chest of the flower is deflated with a hardened jaw to refrain from venting his irritation.

"Baby, why so long?" said the man with narrow eyes while wrapping his hands around Ziva's waist, then kissed the model's neck full of air napsu without any shame if their activities are watched by others.

Seeing how intensely the foreign man touched the body of his future wife, Shaka growled stifled. The anger within me is becoming more and more. During courtship never once kissed one of the sensitive parts for a woman. At best, only kiss the forehead and cheeks. It was not too often either because he did not want the excessive physical contact to be a means for the demons to tempt them and even fall into the valley of obedience.

Shaka Abimana holds firm in his principle not to touch Ziva until they are completely halal. He wants to take a sip of the sweetness of love with the lover after the sacred vow of marriage is spoken. However, today the girl who kept her chastity for five years was even touched by another man.

After feeling satisfied, then the narrow-eyed man looked towards Shaka. "You who? And what's the need to find us?" tanyanya while paying attention to the appearance of the man in front of her from the tip of the hair to the tip of the foot. The cool appearance with various branded items attached to the body further explains that Shaka is not an ordinary man.

"Baby, who is he?" Andrew spoke again when he did not get an answer from Shaka.

"Ehm .. dia--"

Shaka extended a hand forward while connecting a sharp gaze to Ziva. "Meet me is Shaka .. his schoolmate Ziva when we were high school seniors first. I am on vacation here and want to meet Ziva. However, apparently I came at an inopportune time."

During saying the sentence, Shaka unceasingly looked at Ziva with annoyed eyes mixed with disappointment. Although Shaka is upset and angry, he will try hard to control himself not to yell at women. It was what Rio always instilled into his youngest child.

Ziva swallowed the hard-earned saliva when he heard Shaka say coldly. The look in the man's eyes also radiated how devastated the lawyer's heart was for finding a loved one cheating on another man.

Andrew who basically did not know that Ziva was engaged smiled warmly to Shaka. Received a helping hand and said, "Hello, I'm Andrew Hong. It's nice to meet you. Forgive me for thinking negatively about you."

The oriental-faced man turned his gaze to the lover. "Why not tell me your friend is in Singapore. If you know, we're having a big welcome party for your friend."

Ziva smiled stiffly. The two hands squeeze each other, in order to unravel the nervousness within.

"No need to bother. I just happened to pass by. Then I say goodbye first. Good morning and sorry to interrupt." Without waiting for an answer, Shaka rushed over from the place. Really, he could not keep looking at the two of them with a distance that was too intimate.

Seeing the departure of Shaka, of course, makes Ziva's heart not careless. There was a sense of anxiety slipping into the recesses of the heart as staring at the brown iris just passed by.

"Shaka, wait!" exclaim Ziva with a loud voice. Calling the name of the lover while continuing to run after Shaka.

Ziva further increased the tempo of the speed as the body of a typical Middle Eastern-faced man stood in front of the elevator door. Not wanting to lose track of Shaka, she mobilizes the remaining energy she has to catch up with her future ex-husband.

"Geek!" Ziva managed to catch Shaka's hand as the man was about to get into the elevator. "Give me time to explain everything. Everything you see isn't all true."

Shaka threw Ziva's hand violently. Not touching the body of another woman who has betrayed behind her. "What else do you want to explain, huh? Everything is clear, Ziva! You lied to me to be able to live freely with your new lover. Yeah, right? Career opportunities abroad are just your reason to be spared from a marriage that you never expected."

Ziva shook his head. He lowered his palms and stared softly at the man who had shared his grievances for five years. The first man to live in his heart.

"I love you, Shaka. I did it all because I had to. I-i-"

"Enough, Ziva! I don't want to hear your excuses anymore!" sergeant Shaka fast. "I thought you were a good woman who could be a companion and a good mother to my children. However, it turns out that my judgment has been wrong all along. You are nothing more than a cheap woman who is willing to pawn holy love from me to achieve your goals."

"I'm disappointed in you, Ziva. Very disappointed!" shaka lirih. He looked at the beautiful face of the lover with teary eyes. I didn't think the end of their story would end tragically.

"You left me to achieve your goals, right? For that I release you to pursue your ideals as a famous model." Shaka paused for a moment his sentence. Exhaling violently, then said, "From this second on, we break up! Between the two of us there is no longer any relationship."

Like being struck by lightning in broad daylight, Shaka's words stiffen Ziva's body. He thought the man was still willing to accept it despite all the mistakes he had made. However, the woman's guess was wrong. Shaka even broke off the relationship that was fostered for five years.

Tears soaked my cheeks. The chest felt tight like it was being squeezed by a huge chunk of rock. Termangu stared at Shaka's departure with his body beginning to tremble violently.

"Shoppers! Goddamnit!" shaka's curse in a harsh tone. Clenching his palms, then he pushed to the edge of the elevator door. It doesn't matter if it raises new problems.

For the first time, Shaka feels a great hatred for Ziva or anything related to that woman. It never occurred to him that Ziva would be that easy to cheat just to achieve his goals as a model. He thought, sincere love and luxury that had been given to Ziva was enough to make the woman happy but in fact not. Ziva still feels less to look for other prey to meet his needs.

So, if this is how Shaka should do? There is no way he would accept the betrayal of Ziva. Even though the love in the man is still there, but to give a second chance it is very difficult especially Zahira who is now consecrated as his wife.

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