The Substitute Bride of my Best Friend

An Information

"How did you get the address of the woman?" shaka asked her trusted person over the phone.

"Already, Sir. It's true that Ziva is currently in Singapore. He lives in Fraser Apertemen Orchard Singapore in room two zero eight." Someone across the street told Shaka the address where Ziva lived. It only took less than twenty-four hours, the person had already reported the information ordered by the youngest child of the couple Rini and Rio.

"From the information obtained, Ms. Ziva is indeed close to someone. However, I can't be sure if their relationship is just a friend or more than a friend. I'm sorry, Mr. Shaka. That's the only information I can get" the person continued.

The heat is back Shaka felt. Starting from the earlobe spread throughout the body. In an instant the man's mood had changed. A reddened face accompanied by the roar of hunting breaths. The right hand is perfectly clenched with the jaw protruding outward.

"Shoppers! So it's true Nicholas said that Ziva was close to another man!" Shaka cursed violently while throwing a punch at the dinner table until the plate and glass above also shook as a result of being targeted by the lawyer. He could no longer hold back the emotions that were accumulating within him. Like a volcano that spouts incandescent lava and is ready to destroy everything around it.

"Sir Shaka, are there any other orders that I would like to assign?"

"For a while enough. Thank you for doing a good job."

Shaka turned off the phone and called someone's number again. "Build a flight ticket to Singapore for today. Within ten minutes should be in my hands." Without waiting for an answer, the man immediately ended the conversation. Hand fingers tightly grip the square-shaped flat object very tightly. "Review you, Ziva!"

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The wall clock is at one o'clock in the afternoon. Again and again Shaka carried out his duties as a good husband for Zahira. He made lunch again and greeted the girl with great joy.

The sound of a bell ringing indicates that someone is visiting the newlyweds residence. Zahira who was about to open her mouth immediately closed her mouth back.

"Shaka, did you order any more food online?" zahira asked slightly squinted at Shaka.

The lawyer shook his head quickly. "No. I just ordered this food." The man was silent for a moment, but the sound of the bell kept ringing. "I'll open the door first, make sure who's coming. You just finish this food. After that don't forget to take the medicine."

Before opening the door, Shaka first thrust a bowl of porridge in front of Zahira. After that, he swung his foot towards the door.

"Sak Shaka is so old! I'm almost moss waiting by the door!" grumbled a pretty girl with narrow eyes.

Shaka smiled broadly when he saw who had been relentlessly pressing the doorbell of his apartment unit. "sorry. Brother was feeding your brother first. Come on, come on in! Rara must be glad to see you're here."

Shaka opened the door until it opened wide. Shifting his body to allow his super chatty sister-in-law to go inside. The young lawyer did not feel offended when Shakeela grumbled while raising her tone because she was used to the attitude of the youngest four brothers who sometimes make sniffing chest.

"Sister, where are you going, all of a sudden" Shakeela said as she and Shaka stepped together into Zahira's room.

Without looking to the right side, Shaka replied, "Sir will go to Singapore, Sha."

"Job order?"

Inexplicably hearing Shaka's answer made the youngest feel that there was something strange. Then, he stared fixedly at the brown iris belonging to his sister-in-law. "on your own? Or with Uncle Rio?"

Shaka swallowed the hard-earned saliva. Talking to Shakeela, she had to be careful because she felt more sensitive like Rayyan-her father-in-law. Once you get the wrong word, be prepared to accept a major disaster approaching the man.

"Yes, alone." Shaka stopped his steps, turning his body to face Shakeela. The man's hand extended forward, gently rubbing the peak onto the beautiful girl. "Sister Tipped Brother Zahira, yes. Tomorrow there will be Budhe Erna coming here. He'll work here and help you take care of Brother Zahira."

Nodding your head in response. "But .. don't forget to buy me souvenirs. Yes ... count as my tired money taking care of Kak Rara."

Shaka chuckled softly. Stabbing Shakeela's pointed nose with anxiety. "Just calm. Brother will buy souvenirs for you and also Kak Rara. You go to the room first, I'll get you a cold drink for a second."

"Sister Rara!" Shakeela rushed to Zahira's bed, hugging her body very tightly.

When Shakeela saw Zahira sleeping in a separate room with Shaka, the youngest did not comment. It is very understandable if two human beings can not sleep in the same bed. Friendship since childhood, then the status of the two changed from friends to husband and wife for them is not easy. It took a long time for them to be able to accept each other's status before finally turning affection as a friend into affection as a halal lover.

"Well, are you here, Sha?" Zahira frowned, thinking why her youngest sister was in the apartment.

Shakeela sneered and rolled her eyes lazily. "Ck! Can't I see my own brother? Is there a prohibition against visiting Doctor Najma Zahira who is currently returning from the hospital?" Lips bent, both hands folded in front of the chest.

"It's not so, Sha. Brother is thinking why you came without telling first."

The youngest sat his ass on the soft sofa by the big window. "Actually I have no intention of coming here. It's just that because Kak Shaka is beating up and asking me to replace him to look after Kak Rara as long as she goes to Singapore inevitably I accept Kak Shaka's request. Think of it as my apology for not taking care of Brother a few days ago."

Zahira held up the sitting position. His eyes glared sharply at Shakeela. "Thus ... Shaka wants to go to Singapore? That so?"

"Rubber," Shakeela said quickly.

Shakeela was suddenly wide-eyed until her eyeballs almost jumped out when an epiphany descended on her little brain. "Sir .. don't tell me that Shaka hasn't told you yet."

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