The Substitute Bride of my Best Friend
Shaka's Strange Attitude

A long silence floated in the air as the two towering tall bodies faced each other and eyes stared at each other.

"I ask you once again, what are you doing here, huh?" ask Shaka loudly. His eyes gave a murderous look to Nizam.

Nizam pulled the corner of his right lip up. "I? Of course it works. Mr Shaka thought, what am I doing here? Sightseeing wearing white snelli and a stethoscope wrapped around the neck, is that it?" Chuckles softly at the expression of the man before her.

"worked? Aren't you-"

Shaka did not finish speaking, Nizam had already said, "I have resigned from the hospital before and for two days worked in the hospital owned by Doctor Rayyan, the father of Doctor Zahira." The man stared warmly at the figure of the beautiful woman next to him. Then smiled sweetly to make Shaka like a hot worm.

The lawyer's body was burned alive in a burning fire.

In one move, Shaka pulls Zahira's hand, then hides the girl behind her body in a very possessive manner as if she was afraid that Nizam would take her from her side. "Ooh, so it seems," said Shaka without loosening his caution.

"Because Mr. Shaka has come then I should resign." Nizam looked at Zahira's face that was poking out behind Shaka's body. "Next time I'll take you to that store. Today you rest, gather energy for the next few days."

Then, Nizam stepped foot past Shaka who was standing firmly in front of Zahira's body. Shaka stared sinisterly at the stranger until the charming-looking doctor disappeared from view.

Sighing slowly and slowly, Shaka turned his back on the body. "Where are you two going? Why didn't you tell me before you left? If I hadn't come, would you have gone with another man without first asking me for permission?" scowl the man without giving Zahira a chance to answer.

Zahira was made to gawk at the many questions asked by her husband. "Shaka, w-w-why are you asking me so many questions? You know, if your question makes my head dizzy. I don't know where to answer because there are too many questions" the girl complained honestly without hiding anything from Shaka.

"Jawab it one by one, what a hard thing!" snorted Shaka with a sewot tone. Today he really made an emotion of Nizam's presence in their midst.

For some reason, every time he saw a doctor who had once treated his wife, Shaka's body immediately boiled. The chest is flat, the jaw is perfectly hardened with a red face. In addition, suddenly there was a fear of losing the figure of the little girl who accompanied him since they were both babies.

"Basic freak! Why are you angry is not clear gini anyway! You ... again PMS is it easy to be offended?" sahut Zahira did not lose the sewot. Quite upset at Shaka's attitude of scolding her in public places. Despite the deserted state of the passageway, she was not used to being scolded by others, including her own husband.

"You're the weird one, Ra! Why do you want to walk alone with another man while your status has become the wife of someone."

I don't know what was on Shaka's mind when he said that sentence. Honestly, he had no intention of saying that at all but the words just slid from his seductive lips.

"What's the two roads? Doctor Nizam and I have just taken action, so it's only natural that we walk alone." Of course Zahira was quite furious at Shaka's words.

"Steach say? Of course that's not normal, Ra. You're my wife should have kept a distance so as not to get too close to other men. Understand you?" shaka said by raising the tone of voice in front of the wife. All his life, only this time did he say so in front of Zahira.

Zahira's words were like a slap to Shaka. The man's body was sculpted as if a large nail had been stuck in the leg.

"I'm too tired to argue with you, Ka." Zahira walks away angry from her quarrel with her husband. A pair of beautiful clear eyes began to glaze over. The nose feels sour. When he passed his colleagues in a special room for the doctors, he simply looked up. With a quick movement of the white snelli, then take the valuables from inside the locker.

Arriving at the parking lot, Zahira prepares to open the car door. Remove an object from the hand bag and press the alarm lock. However, a person's burly hands block the doctor's wrists with narrow eyes.

"Disha! You're a damn thing! Just be surprised!" pekik Zahira was annoyed half to death to make some visitors who happened to pass by turned towards them.

"Come home with me!" That was Shaka's answer.

"No want! I want to go home alone. I don't want a car with a mean person like you, Shaka!" Zahira's lips trembled as she said the sentence. Trying hard to hold back the tears so as not to fall wet the cheeks.

"No rejection, Ra! I speak before you as a husband, no longer as a friend let alone a child of your parents' relatives."

"You ... ooh!" Zahira screeched as suddenly her body lifted up and floated in the air. She reflexively wrapped her hands around Shaka's neck.

"What are you doing? Put me down, Shaka! Shame on the crowd," Zahira scolded as she glared. Completely surprised by the action of Shaka yanh suddenly carrying it ala bridal style.

"What is shame for? We are a couple husband and wife. It's fine if I carry you even doing something more than this doesn't matter." Shaka carried his wife's tiny body to the spot where he parked his four-wheeled vehicle. Some hospital employees and visitors watched the scene of the step with amazed gazes even some of them amazed to see the couple look so romantic.

While beside the car, Shaka opens the car door for Zahira, then pairs the girl's seat belt. "Sit down quietly and don't protest too much!"

Zahira was silent and did not answer at all. He only snorted in annoyance while clenching both hands beside the body tightly to reveal the nail books.

After making sure his wife was sitting comfortably, Shaka got into the car and glanced sharply at his wife and childhood best friend. A faint smile expanded at the corner of the lips. I won't let anyone take you from my side, Ra. Forever only I will have you.

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