The Substitute Bride of my Best Friend
Cunning Strategies

Meanwhile, in a different place appeared a beautiful woman was sitting restlessly in the corner of the room. Several times he gazed towards the entrance, hoping that Zahira would actually keep her promise to meet him. Netra the woman again and again glanced at the expensive watch brand famous brand.

"He must have come, right? But what if he breaks his promise and just wants to prank me?" muttered the beautiful woman who was none other than Ziva.

Somehow Ziva seemed nervous when they had met several times while still in High School. The woman's heart was beating irregularly. The palm of the hand is cold as if it were in the middle of the North Pole.

At about twelve and five minutes, Zahira finally arrived at his destination. The road was jammed due to road repairs, leaving the girl five minutes late from the promised hour.

Ziva was quite fascinated when his body was like a Spanish guitar with the hips tapers inward. There is envy and resentment in the model because the woman who has captured her former fiance looks so beautiful as a living doll. And ... do not forget the appearance of Zahira who looks so fashionable with all branded goods attached to the body. Bags, shoes, blouses and skirts are all branded.

"Sorry, I'm late. There was a road repair that caused me to get stuck in traffic" Zahira said after he sat down on a chair.

Ziva immediately awoke from his daydream. The soft voice of the girl sounded melodious like a beautiful melody that made one feel calm. However, he soon got in control because he was almost hypnotized by the charm that the girl on the other side had.

Shaka's ex-fiancee cleared her throat to control herself and put a haughty face in front of Zahira. "It's free to go to college in Japan and work as a doctor, but you can't be on time. The one with your patient died immediately because it was handled by an incompetent doctor like you," the woman quipped as she unsheathed a dislike look.

Instead of feeling angry at Ziva, the beautiful doctor smiled. He was well aware that he was guilty of arriving late from the agreed time. "Just get to the point, what do you want to tell me? I don't have much time."

Ziva sneered and turned the eyeball lazily. "Based on a cocky woman, a busy ass!" said ketus. "Alright, I don't like trite talk either."

"My goal is to ask you to come here because I want you to leave Shaka and get away from her life" Ziva said.

The beautiful model who is in the middle of a scandal in the world of modeling folds both hands on the chest, tendering the back on the back of the sofa. "You must know what my relationship was with Shaka. He and I loved each other and we decided to take this relationship to the marriage stage."

"Evidence Shaka's love for me was when he was willing to sacrifice his pride in front of everyone. The man expressed his heart in front of all High School students, teachers and school staff when we were in school. He did the same when he proposed to me and asked me to be his life partner. From there you should know how much I mean to your husband, Shaka." Ziva smiled smirk while staring cynically at Zahira. Hoping that way the beautiful nosed doctor feels intimidated and complies with his willingness to separate from Shaka.

Thank goodness Zahira was angry, threw a drink from the glass into his face and their video went viral so that he could make a good name for Najma Zahira, the son of two famous surgeons and the son-in-law of a famous lawyer of the homeland was destroyed and all Indonesians blasphemed the girl for being anarchist towards others in public places. If all that happens then he will get empathy from the crowd and does not rule out the possibility of his relationship with Shaka improving because the man knows what the true nature of Zahira is.

The longer Ziva spoke, the tighter Zahira's hand held on the edge of the sofa. All the words of the woman were like a sharp knife that slid right in the heart, painful, painful, but not bloody. There was a spark of jealousy in the girl when she heard how Shaka used to worship Ziva until he sacrificed his pride in front of the crowd.

However, a shadow as she and her husband kissed under a tree suddenly surfaced. Every sentence that was spoken on Shaka's lips came back ringing in his ears.

When you doubt the solemnity of my heart, remember the day we kissed under this tree. That's when you'll know that I'll try to love you with all my body.

Zahira was sure that Shaka's words a few days ago were not mere nonsense but the man's earnestness. He could feel from the soft lips of the man, as they touched each other. As the tongues curl together, take a sip and simultaneously sip the pleasure of their first kiss.

Zahira smiled thinly to make Ziva confused. Why is the girl smiling? He should have gotten angry and slapped me in the face for causing emotion instead of grinning like an idiot, Ziva grumbled in his heart.

"Oh .. So this is your purpose in asking me to come here?" zahira said relax. He even sipped water provided by the waiter of the cafe. Intentionally gulp until exhausted to extinguish the spark of jealousy that had been getting smoldering.

At a time like this Zahira should not be provoked by emotions let alone do stupid things that even harm themselves. He has watched a lot of flying fish soap operas aired on one of the television stations. Where the antagonist will do a sneaky way to bring down the protagonist and he does not want the incident to happen to him at this time. Therefore, he tried to smile sweetly despite the desire to slap Ziva using his own palm.

For a moment Ziva was stunned to see a relaxed attitude and calm speech as if not intimidated at all. Though he had put all his ability to heat up Zahira, but apparently the strategy did not work. In fact, he himself seems to be upset at the indifference of the lawyer's wife.

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