The Substitute Bride of my Best Friend
Overnight with You

Zahira arranged the food on the dining table. Feeling that the body was already much better than the day before, the beautiful doctor decided to make dinner for the whole family. He is assisted by Arumi and Tina's mother to prepare dinner, while Shakeela is in charge of accompanying Rayyan in the family room.

Seeing Shakeela enter the kitchen with a pouting face, Zahira was curious. "Who's visiting our house at night, Dek?" ask the girl shortly before the conversation between Rayyan and Shaka takes place.

Angrily Shakeela replied, "Who would it be if it wasn't Shaka! The bad guy who lied to his wife!"

Hearing Shaka's name spoken made Zahira's hand tremble until it almost made the teapot in the hand fall to the floor. The wound in her heart had not healed yet but she had to meet her husband.

"Be careful, Brother!" shakeela cried while holding a teapot made of ceramic floral motifs from Zahira's hands. "So why can't you be so careless! What if I fall and then pass my leg? You can get mad when you see your son hurt." Without saying much, the beautiful Shakeela grabbed the teapot and placed it on the table.

"Sister should rest, let me continue," Shakeela said in the end.

Not long after, Arumi walked into the kitchen and said, "Ra, prepare a drink for your husband. Then you'll take yourself ahead."

Zahira who was sitting on the dining chair raised her head. "But, Bun--"

Zahira said, Arumi had interrupted first. The woman's palm was lifted into the air. "Although you are hurt by Shaka's attitude, he is still your husband, a man who must be respected and served with all his heart. Do not neglect your duties and duties as a wife!"

"Enak once became Shaka's sister. Already done wrong but still served," said Shakeela.

Arumi shook her head. Talking with Shakeela must have a stock of patience as wide as the Indian Ocean because her youngest child often makes a headache. "Every human being never escapes from the khilaf and is wrong, Sha. Let's just say your sister-in-law was so happy that she unknowingly hurt your brother."

"Have it, don't argue too much! Make a drink for Shaka," Arumi said without being challenged.

Almost five minutes Shaka and Rayyan were in the living room but not a word was said after saying what they wanted to say to each other. However, the silence did not last long as Zahira emerged from the kitchen with a tray in hand followed by Arumi bringing her husband's favorite coffee.

"Son Shaka, drink the tea while it's still warm." Arumi invited the daughter-in-law to taste a warm drink made by her beloved child.

"Yes, Bun," Shaka replied.

A glass of warm tea is steaming, giving off the smell of jasmine. In addition, there was also a jar of wheat biscuits lying on the round table.

Zahira was about to step inside the kitchen but Arumi's soft voice stopped her steps. "Guide your husband first, son. Coming all the way here just looking for you."

The beautiful, fair-skinned doctor let out a long breath. Can't refuse Arumi's request even though she wants to stay away from Shaka. With great force, Zahira sat down by Shaka's side.

As Shaka returned to sit side by side with Zahira, a faint smile fell on the corner of her sexy, seductive lips.

Zahira unfolded a pack of low-calorie sugar, then poured it into a Shaka cup. "Drink, Ka!" said cold. The eyes did not look to the side.

The right hand grabs the cup, then sips it slowly. Eyes closed when feeling the brown liquid passing through the throat. Ehm .. tea made by Zahira is delicious. All my life, I've never seen my wife's wisdom tea. In fact, Ziva can't even make tea like this even though he's my lover.

Almost five minutes Shaka sat in the living room while chatting with Arumi. While Zahira and Rayyan are only loyal listeners without the slightest intention to join.

Netra Arumi looked at the wall clock against the wall, the time was eight o'clock at night. "We'd better have dinner now. Sister Tina must have warmed up the food cooked by Zahira."

Arumi looked to her right. "Mas, let's have dinner first yuk! After that you just continue your work."

"This sweet sour boiler is delicious, Bun. Who cooked it?" shaka asked pretending not to know that the wife was cooking.

Shakeela sneered and turned the lazy eyeball. "Basic mode!"

Arumi glanced at Shakeela, but the girl did not feel provoked at all. He was again busy eating fried chicken dicocol sambal and lalapan made by his beloved brother.

"Zahira made all these dishes, son." Arumi answered meekly while glancing towards Zahira.

"Feeling Zahira never disappoints. All food will taste good when it is in his hands," Shaka said. Both corners of the lips were attracted while continuing to look to the right side where his wife was sitting.

"My daughter is good at cooking because she learned so much from my wife. Unfortunately, she is not good at choosing a husband. He even offered to be married by an ungrateful man" Rayyan said casually and impliedly insinuating the son-in-law.

Shaka budged in his place while enjoying Zahira's sweet-sour shrimp. Rayyan's words contain innuendo indeed deliberately addressed to him. Not just the usual innuendo, but the innuendo that completely pierced his heart. However, he does not blame his in-laws and brother-in-law if their attitude changes because it is all his fault for lying in front of everyone.

"Son Shaka, stay here tonight. It's raining outside anyway. It's not good to drive in heavy rain and at night." Arumi tries to shift the subject so that Shaka does not feel cornered continuously.

Zahira who had fallen silent now began to respond. He put a spoon and fork on the table. "Shaka came home driving a car, not riding a motorbike let alone walking. So, there was no reason for him to stay in this house. In the apartment, he can do anything without having to hide something from all of us."

A loud voice sounded soft but full of anger and disappointment at the same time. The cold attitude and flat face like a dry kanebo made Shaka's brows furrow. The man looked at Zahira's face which he realized from never returning his gaze.

Was my mistake too much for Zahira to forgive me? inner Shaka.

However, seeing the eyes full of disappointment radiated from her beautiful eyes, Shaka could tell that the wife was really hurt.

Take a deep, long breath, then exhale slowly. "What Zahira said was right, Bun. I can go home after dinner."

"Mother doesn't want to know, anyway Shaka has to stay tonight! Like it not like, Mother's decision is round!" Arumi. She uses her powers as a hostess in hopes that the problems between Shaka and Zahira are quickly resolved. Do not want if their household problems drag on.

Rayyan sighed softly. If Arumi had said with a slight increase in tone of voice, it means that nothing can change his decision. "Dad agreed with Mother's decision." The man looked towards Zahira. "Tonight, Shaka will sleep in your room."

"What?" The narrowed eyeballs are perfectly widened. He wanted to protest but had no support from anyone.

Asyik .. can sleep alone again with Zahira, Shaka said in his heart. The feeling of flowery because for the second time he could be in the same room with his wife.

Tonight, I will use the opportunity to apologize and fix everything, Shaka promised himself.

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