The Substitute Bride of my Best Friend
If the Wife is a Substitute, Why?

Nizam stared at Zahira's departure, clenched his hand and went out of nowhere. While Shaka takes Zahira to his wife's room, the man's friendly attitude turns cold, leaving Zahira confused. Is Shaka possessed by a demon? However, which demon would dare to possess Shaka?

“Shaka? How to get it?” ask Zahira.

Shaka did not answer, he continued to pull the wife into Zahira's room. Shaka immediately sat down on the sofa, while Zahira was still standing in confusion. What is going on with Shaka?

“Ka, why the hell? What am I wrong?” ask Zahira.

“You don't know or pretend you don't know, huh?” shaka said annoyed.

“Loh?” zahira was confused. “What am I wrong?” inner wondering.

“And I told you this morning, don't talk to a guy!” shaka said sulking.

"Who? Nizam 'kan partner I so reasonable dong if I chat with him, yes time partner diem-dieman,” said Zahira.

“You really-not sensitive huh?” shaka said, squinting his eyes.

“How to? Shaka, I'm with Nizam only as a partner working doang loh, no more." Zahira tries to explain to Shaka. I don't know in what other way he explained that Nizam was just a coworker. After all in the heart of the girl there was only one name and that was Shaka, not Nizam let alone another man.

Zahira's head twitched loudly, not understanding why Shaka's attitude lately turned over protective and very possessive like his two twin brothers and the father. Could Shaka be in love with her?

Imagining it all, the corners of Zahira's lips were drawn upwards. It feels like she can still hold back Shaka's anger if indeed the husband is jealous of Nizam. However, a consciousness struck his consciousness when the pieces of events six years ago danced beautifully in the eye.

Come on, Ra! Don't be so confident! Shaka was just his love for Ziva, not you. So, throw away those feelings before your heart gets hurt.

“Yes, but you realize that Nizam's gaze at you is different. He it ... like you!” shaka jolted in frustration as she rubbed her face roughly.

Zahira gawked at the words of Shaka. “Shaka, we're just a working partner. Besides, if she likes me, why? After all, he who likes it is not me,” said Zahira did not want to be blamed.

"Well, Ra! No man can fall in love with you. Know?” answer Shaka.

“Indeed why, anyway, if he likes me?" ask Zahira full of search. "It's not even good that Doctor Nizam loves me so you have a chance to go back to Ziva?

Zahira breathed a heavy sigh. The chest felt as tight as a large rock squeezed through. The girl's eyes closed, then said, "If you behave like this, other people will think that you are jealous. While we know that I don't mean anything in your eyes. I ... just a surrogate wife,” said Zahira so hit Shaka. The girl's lips twitched as she said the last sentence.

“Indeed why if the surrogate wife? Still you are my wife, understand you?” shaka said with great emphasis.

Zahira exhaled slowly, then sat down beside Shaka. The girl closed her eyes, tired. He won't argue with Shaka, his body is already so tired now. The lawyer realized his mistake of arguing over insignificant matters, but his wife was tired, but the man debated the woman instead. So childish.

“Sorry I am Ra,” Shaka said.

Zahira opened her eyes and turned to Shaka, then raised her eyebrows as if asking, “Why?”

“I shouldn't have suspected you,” said Shaka. “Ehm ... You want to eat the same drink what? Let me pesenin. Shaka tried to switch the conversation between them.

"No problem, Ka. For the food problem is up to you, I follow,” said Zahira.

“Wancan, kimukatsu, rome osteriabar, manje, say sheese to the eheel feel, good food, lawless burgerbar, bruule?” shaka asked in a headband by Zahira. “What dong?” ask Shaka.

“Terserah,” says Zahira.

“Salad?”

“No. Me, right, no longer dieting,” replied Zahira.

“Pizza?”

“Junkfood.”

“Sushi?”

“No!"

“Keep what?” shaka asked almost frustrated.

“Serah,” replied Zahira indifferently without wanting to stare at Shaka's face.

Shaka exhaled softly then opened his phone, squeezing the red, yellow, green, and blue G logo. He then typed, ‘What is a woman's favorite food when asked the answer is up.’ There are several articles that Shaka has asked.

“Ahaa!” Shaka snapped his finger when he got a brilliant idea.

“Budhe ask, what's a great menu?” ask Shaka.

“Yang yang yak? Chicken salad is equally delicious teriyaki bento,” said Zahira unsuspecting.

“Serah,” said Zahira made the smile that had been created on Shaka's lips disappear just like that.

When is the debate up to this? shaka's mind is upset. “Better I ask Mama with Mommy,” he continued.

Shaka opens a conversation between her and her mother-in-law, then asks the two about a suitable lunch for Zahira. A few minutes waiting for a reply, Shaka decided to buy all the food recommended by Rini and Arumi.

After a few minutes of waiting, Shaka then gets a phone call, he comes out and moments later returns carrying some scrapes filled with food and drinks.

Zahira was surprised, she stared in shock at Shaka. “A lot, Ka. You want to open a shop?” ask Zahira.

“This is lunch for you, uh we,” said Shaka smiled then put the food on the table then sat down next to Zahira.

“This much?” ask Zahira without batting an eye. There are many delicious menus available on the table.

“So you can choose yourself,” said Shaka casually.

“Gosh!” said Zahira patting his seat.

“Yuk eat,” invite Shaka. “You must love it,” connect the man.

“If you don't run out, how?” ask Zahira.

“Share to another,” Shaka said.

Zahira could only exhale slowly then pick her food and eat with Shaka in peace.

Inwardly Zahira is actually confused by Shaka's attitude especially Shaka's remark a few minutes ago. You are still my wife, that keeps ringing in Zahira's mind.

After finishing eating, Shaka then said goodbye to Zahira to return to his office, Zahira drove the husband to the front door of his room. After Shaka's departure, Zahira sat back in her big chair and checked some hospital files that she had to check.

A few dozen minutes later Shaka arrived at his office, where he was approached by a teammate who said a client asked Shaka for help.

"Sir Shaka, how is it? Are you willing to accept this case? The woman begged me to have this case handled by Mr. Shaka himself. I've offered him another lawyer, but he insists on making you his lawyer" Shaka's team-mate said at length.

"What is the case?" ask Shaka.

Irhan replied, "The fraud case and the trial will be conducted next week."

Shaka let out a rough breath. "Oh, how is it? This past month, I've received a lot of cases, Han, and it doesn't feel good about accepting new cases anytime soon."

"Come on, Mr. Shaka. Just accept the case. This client of ours is a woman, she's been fooled all out. In addition, she also cried for Shaka's help." Irhan still insisted on begging the son of the superior to be willing to accept the case.

Shaka thought hard. Hands knocked on the work desk. After weighing up he finally replied, "Yes already. I am ready to accept this case. Ask him to wait in the meeting room. I'll be here soon."

Irhan's face immediately sumringah after hearing Shaka's reply. "Good Mr. Shaka. I'll see him soon. Then, excuse me first."

***

The night has come, Shaka's work today is done, time to pick up the wife and they can go home together. Shaka immediately drove his car to the hospital and it took only a few minutes for the man to reach Zahira's workplace.

Walking happily to the wife's room. When they passed by the hospital staff they greeted and he only nodded briefly to reply.

While in the hospital hallway, Shaka meets Arumi and Rayyan. The two greeted the daughter-in-law warmly, Shaka also did the same thing. He kissed their second hand.

“What are you doing here?” asked Rayyan coldly.

“My arrival here of course wants to pick Rara home," said Shaka warmly. Trying to be friendly despite Rayyan's cold attitude.

Rayyan sneered. "Sok attention! Usually also be indifferent."

Arumi, who was standing next to Rayyan, nudged her husband's arm and whispered, "Don't behave so towards our daughter-in-law, Mas! Later he was actually indifferent to Rara, how?"

"Just meet Rara in her room. Mommy is sure she is waiting for you there," said Arumi softly. Not forgetting the sweet smile she gave to the daughter-in-law.

“Good, Dad, Mother. Shaka first,” said Shaka then left.

.

.

.