The Substitute Bride of my Best Friend
Pick you up home

"Shaka, where are you going? The clock is so tumben once it's been cleaned up." Rio who had just entered the workroom of the prince was quite surprised to see his youngest child was tidying the table, then put some files into the briefcase.

Without looking at Rio's face, Shaka replied, "This day my heart is restless and Rara's thoughts continue, Pa. So I decided to take him to the hospital."

Shaka approached the father and again said, "The new case file I'm about to handle is already in the bag. When I get home, I'll learn more." The man's hand was stretched forward. "If no one wants to talk about it anymore, I go first. Assalamu a'laiakum."

"Wa'alaikum greetings," Rio replied as he stared cengo at Shaka who started to disappear from sight. "It was only a day apart that I kept thinking. What if my son-in-law Keukeh sued for divorce yesterday, he might cry klenger because he left Zahira."

Slowly Rio's lip line curved up, forming a faint smile that looked charming as he imagined a beautiful thing waiting in front of him. "I think I should start looking for baby boy and girl names on the internet." Humming happily while leaving Shaka's study.

Meanwhile, Shaka has just arrived at the basement parking lot. He got into the car and started the engine, then sat down and sent a short message to his wife.

["I'll pick me up now. So, before I get there don't go home!"]

After making sure a short message was sent, then Shaka stepped on the gas pedal until the car sped across the streets of Jakarta that seemed slow during the day.

Along the way, Shaka unceasingly turned on the turn signal as he overtook several vehicles on his right and left sides. He did not care about the sound of the horn and the angry shout from behind the glass window of the car that was made shocked by the man.

Thirty minutes passed, now the youngest of three brothers had arrived at his wife's place of work. He rushed down from the car like a doormat. "Sus, is Doctor Zahira inside?" shaka asked one of the women in nurse uniform.

The bespectacled female nurse squinted her sharp eyes, watching Shaka's appearance carefully from head to toe, not an inch was missed.

Feeling that the lawyer was being watched, she said again, "I am Shaka, Doctor Zahira's husband." There was a sense of pride in saying that he was a man who had justified the beautiful beauty.

A sweet smile was created at the corner of the lips of the glasses nurse. "Oh ... Her husband's father is Doctor Zahira, after all! I know who." The attitude of the woman became wrong behavior like a child who was found to have done something wrong.

Both of Shaka's hands clenched beside the body to reveal fine veins on the back of the hand. Resist being annoyed at feeling his time has been wasted.

In a cold tone accompanied by a sharp gaze like an eagle, Shaka again asked, "Where is my wife? Is he in the room?"

An instant cold was created, touching the surface of the female nurse's skin. Looking at the sharp glare directed at him, he immediately replied, "Doctor Zahira is no longer in charge of the IGD. He moved to the Lotus ward," he replied. "Father up to the third floor, then turn right. That's where Doctor Zahira is on duty right now."

When he saw the elevator still moving upwards, the man reached into the pocket of his pants to confirm whether there was a reply from his wife. "Damn! Why is there no reply from my wife? Was he really so busy he didn't return my messages?" pissed off.

When the elevator rang and opened, Shaka went in and pressed the number three button, heading to the ward where his wife worked. During his time in the elevator, the man's feeling grew more agitated as if he was sitting on the coals, very uncomfortable.

When the elevator door opened, Shaka jumped out and galloped to the nurse's desk. "Excuse me, is Doctor Zahira here?" shaka asked one of the nurses standing behind the desk.

"There, Sir. However, he still has action until he has not been able to meet anyone" replied the nurse. "If you may know, what needs do you have to find Doctor Zahira?"

"I'm her husband Doctor Zahira," Shaka replied, making the female nurse across the street gawk. The eyeballs are perfectly widened, the jaw is wide open and almost dislodged when hearing Shaka's answer.

The attitude of the female nurse is very understandable because the news of Zahira's marriage with Shaka is not much known.

"Ehm .. sorry, sir. I didn't know that you were Doctor Zahira's husband. As I said earlier, Doctor Zahira is still action may soon be over. If you want, you can wait there." The nurse pointed at a row of long chairs made of stainless.

Shaka breathed a sigh of relief as he came across the wife still in the hospital. "Well, then I'll just wait until he finishes the action."

To get rid of the saturation due to waiting for Zahira, Shaka played his mobile phone. He surfed in cyberspace, looking at social media accounts and hot news that was circulating in the country.

Be loved, ulam arrived. At the moment when Shaka began to saturate finally the figure of a woman who was waiting to appear before him. However, he was quite surprised when he saw a stranger walking next to his wife.

"Shoppers!" asshat Shaka rough. Then, he got up and approached Zahira and the figure. "What are you doing here?"

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