The Substitute Bride of my Best Friend
Will Trust You Forever

Shaka's car drove quietly through the streets of Jakarta's capital. Zahira was sitting next to the steering chair looking at the view outside the window. Since leaving the cafe until now, no conversation has taken place between the couple. However, when the ringing of the mobile phone belonging to the beautiful girl rang Shaka's attention was diverted from the street in front there.

"Hello, Ma. Assalamu a'laikum," Zahira said softly after the phone connection was connected.

On the other side, Rini replied, "Wa'alaikum greetings. Ra, are you busy today? Mama wants to take you both somewhere."

Zahira turned towards Shaka. "No, Ma. I just came to the hospital to submit a report on activities while in Cianjur to Dad, after that I met Shaka at the cafe." The girl explained in detail her activities to her mother-in-law. However, he did not say that the cafe met Ziva. "Ehm .. If I may know, where would Mama want me to go?"

Rini clucked, pretending to be annoyed at her beautiful daughter-in-law. "Secret dong! If Mama tells her name is not a surprise," replied the middle-aged woman who is none other than Arumi's best friend, Zahira's beloved mother.

"Ra, please turn on the loudspeaker, Mama wants to talk to Shaka" Rini said.

Zahira immediately looked at Shaka, in a whispering voice the girl said, "Mama asked me to talk to you." The young lawyer only nodded his head in response.

"What's up, Ma?" shaka said after the loudspeaker was turned on. The flat object with the logo of the apple bitten next door is still in the hands of Zahira.

The question made Rini hiss softly, "Shaka ... Shaka ... You irreverent child! There was his Mama's phone instead of being called and was immediately flocked by questions. Really bad boy."

Shaka was just an obscure whine when reprimanded by his beloved mama. "Yes, sorry. Assalamu a'laikum, my beautiful mother. How's Mama doing today?" ask the gentleman.

Rini sighed softly, but still answered the greeting of her beloved son. "Wa'alaikum salam. Alhamdulillah, fine. Ka, Mama wants to take your wife somewhere. If you don't mind, please anterin Rara to the practice place Mama now yes."

Shaka linked the two eyebrows as a sign of confusion. It is not unusual for Rini to ask her to drive Zahira to meet the middle-aged woman at her workplace. "Where are you going, Ma? I was just with Rara, but why did Mama ask me to take her there?"

"Ck! Never mind, don't ask too many questions! Anyway you just take Rara here. Mama wait right away." Without wanting to be denied, Rini finally issued her power as a queen in Rio palace. If so, neither Shaka, Bagus, Indah nor Rio dared to argue because the queen's decree is a mandate that must be done.

Sighing harshly, Shaka said, "Alright, I'll take Rara there." The phone call ended with a letter from Rini. Inevitably, Shaka must obey the request of his beloved mother.

Zahira put her cell phone back in a bad sling. "So you're gonna take me to see Mama?" ask the girl after the atmosphere returned to silence.

"really. You know for yourself how if Mama's wishes are not obeyed, can complain to Papa and in the end I was lectured all day for making Mama sad," said Shaka Lirih. The man's face looked gloomy than usual.

Zahira glanced at Shaka, then she chuckled to herself. "Yes, I remember once when we were in 2nd grade High School. You were scolded by Papa Rio just for forgetting to buy a favorite fried banana Mama even though you buy a lot of fried food for our snacks when doing group tasks. Back then me and my friends even did chores without you."

Shaka smiled wryly as he recalled the incident. That day he was really unlucky because he accidentally forgot one of his favorite foods. Due to her negligence Rio came home early to reprimand her.

"Ehm ... Ka, how come you come on time when Ziva is about to slap me. Not that today you're busy taking care of your work, are you?" zahira asked still a little curious. How the man arrived at the scene as the lawyer's former fiancee was about to slap a hard slap across the cheek.

"That's easy for me" Shaka replied with a mysterious smile.

"Of course it captivated you. You think, who would I lure? Ziva?" said Shaka. When the man said the name Ziva, his hand clutches tightly gripped the steering wheel until it showed the smooth muscles in the back of the hand.

The tail of Zahira's eyes caught the small movement. He can tell why Shaka hates Ziva so much because he feels betrayed by the woman he loves.

Not wanting Shaka's mood to warm up, Zahira tried to melt the atmosphere. "Damn, rubber! Watch out for being beaten by my father and my twin brothers for daring to tease me."

Shaka's laughter broke when he heard Zahira's words. "What does this have to do with them, Ra? Is there a prohibition against a husband flirting with his own wife? I think Rayyan's father won't beat me up, he's giving me an appreciation for how he managed to please his beloved daughter."

The beautiful beauty is increasingly pursing her lips forward pretending to be angry even though in a happy heart because it managed to eliminate the gray clouds that had stopped on the beautiful face of the idol of the heart.

Zahira's facial expression looked so adorable that it made Shaka want to pinch the girl's nose. Had they not been driving, he would have done so to his wife.

Shaka smiled gently and reached out one hand to cupper Zahira's fingers that were on top of her lap. "When I hear you want to meet someone, somehow my gut feeling doesn't feel good as if something bad is going to happen to you. To make sure you were okay, I decided to follow you to the Sunny Cafe. My premonition grew stronger when I saw Ziva sitting in a haughty manner before you. And ... when he was about to slap you then I quickly approached the two of you."

"Lucky I came on time so bad things didn't happen to you. Just imagine what I would have explained to our parents if they knew Ziva was meeting you and doing something to you, I could have been beaten up by Papa and Rayyan's father. Not to mention the more complete mama's diomelin my suffering, Ra."

"Aren't you sorry to say such harsh words in front of Ziva? You and she were in love and almost got married."

Shaka chuckled softly. He rubbed the top of Zahira's head gently. "It would be even more regretful if I couldn't take good care of you, Ra. You are my wife and I take full responsibility to protect you forever."

Zahira was stunned to hear her husband's words. He looked up his head, glancing to the right side with a teary eyeball. Again and again Shaka managed to make his feelings uncharacteristic. All the attention, tenderness and attitude of the man made Najma Zahira fall in love with her husband.

"Shaka, thank you for protecting and taking care of me. I don't know how to repay all your kindness" Zahira said with trembling lips and teary eyes. It is difficult to prevent the crystal circle does not fall wet the cheek.

Shaka smiled and returned Zahira's eyes. Staring fixedly at the brown iris that was enveloped in a curtain of tears. "No need to say thanks because it is my duty as a husband. If you want to return the favor, just trust me. Whatever happens forever I will never wish you."

Zahira bit her lower lip, she could not bear to be stared so intensely by her husband. The girl's heart was racing as if it was about to explode. Face red as a ripe tomato ready to be picked.

Uncontrollable, Zahira leaned her head against Shaka's shoulder. He gave up all the restlessness that had come to him when he met Ziva. "I will always believe to you, forever."

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