The Substitute Bride of my Best Friend
Two Women in Shaka's Life

"Why aren't you mad at me? Aren't you jealous that your husband loves other women so much?" ziva said stammering. He could not believe the response Zahira had shown him today. He thought the girl across there would be provoked by emotion and fall into his trap.

Hearing Ziva's question, made Zahira smile sweetly until a pair of narrowed eyes increasingly narrowed. "As a wife of course I'm jealous to hear that the man who married me one month ago loved another woman so much. Not only jealous, but I also want to express my frustration to you and Shaka. However, what in such a way can solve all the problems? How can it restore all the time that has passed? The answer is, no."

"Everything that happens between you cannot be changed. The memories will continue to exist and be recorded in the romance between you and my husband. After all, it's all just the past and so are you, you're one of my husband's past. So, why am I angry and jealous anyway the story between you will not be repeated again" Zahira added. "Shaka's future right now is with me, not you."

Ziva clenched both his hands under the table. The words spoken by his lips instead boomerang for himself. How annoying!

However, Ziva tried to control himself which almost exploded. He was mistaken if Zahira was not a weak woman, easily provoked and easily offended. Her former classmate is a woman who is firm, calm and can think clearly even in the face of a big problem that almost threatens her household.

"You're right, Shaka's past is with you, but are you sure that his love and heart are only for you? We all know that the man married you of your own accord not in the name of love" Ziva's check, which again reminds Zahira of her past folly.

The result of such great love makes Zahira became insane to willingly offer to be a substitute bride for her own best friend. Willing to take any risk as long as you can feel how it feels to be side by side with the figure of the man he loves.

Lips shut for a moment. Even the tongue feels incapable of saying anything. Ziva's words just broke down the courage that Zahira had built a moment ago.

Take a deep breath, then close your eyes for a moment. Zahira tries to control himself so as not to get caught up in Ziva's game. He knew that the crafty woman had a thousand and one ways to achieve the desired goal.

Ra, don't be lured by Ziva's talk. Remember, the woman's purpose in meeting you is to destroy your household. Make it your Mother's experience to defend something that has been your right, Zahira's mind reminds herself not to waver even if the storm comes. Then, he again remembered the advice given by Arumi to eradicate the actors who want to seize our husbands.

Again and again Zahira smiled sweetly in front of Ziva. "You were right, Shaka married me to my wishes and of course at the insistence of Mama Rini who almost bore the shame of the behavior of the bride-to-be who ran away when the marriage contract was about to be pledged. Can you imagine how the view of the crowd when the marriage was canceled? Didn't you indirectly throw dirt on the face of the Shaka family as well as Om and your own Tant, Va?"

"Instead of pursuing the ideal of becoming an international model, you can leave a man who truly loves and loves you. You can hurt Shaka's feelings for your own ego. Really have you!" zahira said with trembling lips. He does not accept the attitude of Ziva who deliberately hurt his childhood friend.

Born from two friendly women and the distance of time is not too far to make Zahira seemed to have its own bond with Shaka. They grew up together, played together and ate in the same container. He also knows very well how dilapidated Shaka is, what bad habits the man has. So, when someone deliberately hurt Shaka, of course he did not accept. Moreover, that man is the idol of the heart.

"After your behavior, you came back to Indonesia and unhappily you asked me to stay away from Shaka and return him to you, that's right there, Mommy?" cibir Zahira sambari stared cynically at Ziva. "At least I'm more honored to offer to marry someone else than to run away after going abroad under the pretext of pursuing my ideals, but instead make out with another man. That's really disgusting!"

"Zahira, shut up!" snapped Ziva while pounding the table. The originally noisy atmosphere suddenly quieted for a moment when it heard the commotion from table number twenty, near the large window facing the park. "Never insult me like that!"

Zahira smiled happily because she managed to reverse the atmosphere. It even made Ziva the center of everyone's attention.

"Why angry? Isn't that the truth? You refuse to be stopped by a man, but you give your body to a man who is not your husband. You would rather commit adultery than have sex with a man who will soon be your husband. You are the selfish and cheap woman I have met!" zahira said by emphasizing every sentence spoken from her soft lips and now became opium for Shaka.

Ziva's patience is over. Self-esteem felt trampled because it was humiliated in front of everyone. He does not accept being treated that way.

With a quick movement Ziva pointed the palm forward, towards the smooth face of the wife of the former fiancee. However, someone's burly hand blocked his wrist.

"Never touch my wife if I don't want to break your hand!" exclaim the man in a high tone.

The atmosphere is increasingly tense when the presence of someone in the middle of the debate between the two women present in Shaka's life. One woman in the past and one in the future is the lawyer.

"Certainly stop your madness, Ziva!" shaka said coldly as he threw his former fiancee's hand violently. "What do you think I want here, huh? Meeting you, right? Don't dream!"

"My coming here just wanted to pick up my wife who you almost broke her cheek. If only I hadn't acted quickly maybe this time your slap marks stuck on my wife's smooth cheek" Shaka said. "When that happens then I will never hesitate to break your hand so that your career is completely destroyed as a model."

Shaka's breath was hunting, still with unstoppable emotions. He almost broke the woman's wrist if he did not see the shady eyes sourced from the wife.

"Shaka .. Can you do that to me? To the woman you love?" ziva said as he could.

Shaka's frightening grin was shown in front of Ziva, and it gave the model goosebumps instantly. For life, he never saw the scary side of a Shaka Abimana.

"Why not? Didn't I ever say that if we don't have any relationship, then why can't I hurt you?" shaka replied still with reddened eyes. "Don't expect us to have sweet memories of the past, you assume I'll be weak in front of you, you're wrong, Ziva!"

"I have never been rude to you. Even though your behavior often makes my head hurt, but I still try to be aware and control myself not to act rude. But this time it was different. I ... Shaka Abiman doesn't hesitate to be rude if you dare to touch Zahira even the tip of the hair, I will never forgive you."

The silent Zahira could only blink her eyes when she saw Shaka standing valiantly before her. The burly hand exposed the masculine muscles that protruded to the surface made the beautiful doctor gasp for a moment.

Defended so much by Shaka has made Zahira feel that she does feel owned by someone. It seems that he would still be able to fight a hundred times with Ziva if Shaka defended him in front of everyone.

"Saka .. a-aku-"

"It's enough Ziva! I don't need to hear anything from your mouth anymore. This is the first and last time I've seen you hurt Zahira. If in the future I find you doing the same then be prepared to accept your bad luck. Even though my career and good name are at stake, I don't care as long as I manage to repay your actions against my wife" Shaka said.

Shaka turned his attention to the figure of the beautiful girl next to him. When faced with Ziva, Shaka's face reddened and radiated an angry eye, it was different when the man looked at his wife. A smile on the corner of her lips was so tempting.

"Ra, we'll leave this place soon. I don't want you to be hurt by Ziva anymore." Shaka reached out to Zahira, trying to help the girl get up from the sofa. "The meeting this time is quite over here only. Want the business to be done or not, I ask to end it until here. In the future never see him again."

When Shaka said the last sentence, he deliberately looked cynically at the figure of the woman who accompanied him for six years. It becomes a place to share joy and a place to lean on when he feels tired of the work routine that never ends.

"Come, we're going home now!" shaka said while holding Zahira's lentic fingers. Without waiting for a long time, they just walked away from the cafe.

While Ziva can only hold anger in himself. The woman's hand clenched beside the body trying to control herself. "You two are really outrageous!" lirih.

Feeling himself the center of attention, Ziva decided to leave the place. However, before advancing his four-wheeled vehicle, he first made a payment at the cashier.

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