The Substitute Bride of my Best Friend
Handsome Doctor

"Well, you're the one who's making the food anyway. Where's Budhe Erna going?" shaka asked as she had just finished exercising at the fitness gym reserved for the apartment dwellers. The handsome handsome man looked at the figure of a beautiful woman who was busy cooking. A look of the eyes turned on some of the food plates on the dining table. All the dishes on the table looked so appetizing.

Today Zahira cooks home-cooked meals such as oseng longhaired beans mixed with tempeh, tofu and tempeh mendoan, chicken crispy flour and fried tilapia. All the dishes were cooked by the doctor. The girl's hands are not only good at treating patients but also good at using kitchen utensils.

Zahira glanced back at her husband. "I asked Budhe to go to the market, buy vegetables and kitchen spices. Go to the supermarket at this hour not yet open. So, finally I asked Budhe to go to the vegetable market there is no less fresh than the one sold in the supermarket. In fact, we can help the little merchant to live a prosperous life" said the girl.

Shaka looks like the mangosteen is listening carefully. Zahira's social spirit has been seen since they were children. Maybe that's why many of Adam's people liked the girl but no one attracted attention because Zahira's heart had been tethered to someone.

"Should I help you?" bargain Shaka when seeing Zahira a little hassle preparing a clean plate to pour another side dish as a complement.

Zahira shook her head. "no need. You better take a shower, Ka. If you insist on helping me, all of these foods will have their aroma turned into the sour smell of your body." Lips pursed forward because they were upset about Shaka's attitude just now. Can-can offer themselves when the sweat is still pouring in the body of the athletic bulky nan.

Shaka chuckled softly at his wife's behavior. "alright. Alright. I'll take a shower right now."

About twenty minutes later, Shaka finally came out of the room. Wearing a long-sleeved shirt rolled to the limit of the elbow gray color combined with black material pants makes the man so dashing and charming.

Today Shaka is going to the law firm because there is an important meeting with the father. After the meeting was over, he returned home with a job that had been neglected for several days.

Swing your feet towards the living room. "Ra, where are you going at this hour?" ask Shaka. The man's forehead shriveled to find that the wife had been wearing a blouse cream combined with a span skirt under the knees of white with Korean women's hair to show a smooth neckline.

In a cold tone Zahira replied, "Today I started working again. I'm sorry, I didn't get to tell you." The girl confirmed the position of her handbag and walked away leaving Shaka still unmoved on the spot.

"Aren't you having breakfast, Ra? Then the wind!" shaka exclaimed when he saw Zahira leaving the apartment unit.

The narrow-eyed doctor stopped his steps, then turned his body slowly. "I had breakfast. You eat alone. All dishes are available at the table." Without giving a chance to Shaka, he resumed his delayed steps.

Shaka looked at Zahira with a hard-to-understand look. Since last night, the girl was impressed to avoid him. If they usually spend time eating together, this time is different. The important moment to exchange stories with each other no longer happened between them since the incident a few days ago.

The lawyer let out a long sigh until he finally sat down on the dining chair and started taking the rice. "It turns out eating alone is not good. Feels like a bachelor again," the man murmured softly.

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After resting for about a week, Zahira finally decided to go back to work. A lot of work that he has to finish in the near future especially the national seminar held at the hospital relic Mei Ling stay five more days so that forced him to complete the task before the event began.

While walking towards the general police, he passed a nurse's desk which happened to have several doctors and nurses talking at the time. They want to change shifts and the atmosphere is quite quiet so it can be more relaxed like that.

As the daughter of the hospital owner, of course Zahira did not want to be considered arrogant and arrogant. Finally he started greeting them. "Good morning everyone."

"Good morning" they answered almost simultaneously.

"Yes. It just so happens that today I started serving in the Lotus ward, Sus. He said in the Lotus ward it took a lot of doctors so Doctor Rahman asked me to be transferred to the ward," Zahira replied kindly.

"Wah .. means with the handsome Doctor dong," chirped one of the female nurses.

Zahira furrowed both eyebrows, trying to remember who the handsome doctor in question was. As he remembered when Rayyan held a meeting in the hall in order to introduce the girl for the first time in front of all hospital employees did not hear there was a doctor koas or new doctor on duty at the hospital owned by the deceased Mei Ling's. So he was a little confused because he did not know who they meant.

A bespectacled nurse patted the shoulder of her co-worker. "Hush! Doctor Zahira, don't know who the handsome Doctor is. These few days Doctor Zahira rests at home so won't know who the handsome Doctor is."

The look full of regret was painted on the face of the shoulder-haired female nurse. "I'm sorry, Doctor. I ... don't know if the Doctor is sick."

Zahira smiled widely to show her neat and white teeth. "It's okay." The girl glanced at the watch on the wrist. In less than five minutes the morning shift starts. "It's seven o'clock. Excuse me first. Let's all!"

"Please, Doc!" they were almost at the same time.

Along the way to the Lotus ward, a warm smile continued to rise at the corner of Zahira's lips. Greeting and greeting has become a habit of the girl when accidentally met her colleagues. Although the son of the hospital owner but the beautiful one never considered himself higher than anyone because all the wealth was not his but Rayyan and Arumi.

"Good morning Sister" Zahira said as she arrived at the Lotus ward.

Three nurses who were busy performing the surgery turned to the source of the voice. The corner of their lips was pulled upwards when they got a beautiful female figure like Goddess Aphrodite was standing gracefully in front of it.

"Good morning, Doctor Zahira. I think tomorrow or the day after tomorrow the new doctor moves into this ward." Tiara, one of the nurses warmly welcomed Zahira's arrival.

"Aah yes, Sus. It just so happened that my body was starting to feel good. So instead of daydreaming at home, it's not better to go to the hospital" Zahira replied trying to be friendly to them.

"For example, when Doctor Zahira is working and feels the body starts not telling us. Don't push yourself" said Salman, a male nurse who gets a morning shift with Tiara.

Zahira felt uncomfortable being treated so special by them. Wanting to ask them not to treat her like a big mistress but fearing that they might be offended. He could only accept his fate.

Long enough they talk, trying to get to know each other so that the cooperation between doctors and nurses runs smoothly. However, their conversation had to come to a halt as the figure of the man with a height of less than 180 cm stood in the doorway. A radiant face, a sweet smile was painted at the corner of her thin lips.

The man's doctor kindly greeted, "Hello, all. Good morning." Good morning."

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