The Substitute Bride of my Best Friend

Requesting Permission

Ziva sip hot matcha his favorite while waiting for someone in a cafe quite hits among young people. It had been almost ten minutes for the woman to sit there alone, waiting for the figure of the man she loved so much.

"Ck! Habits are always late. Though the agreement at twelve o'clock in the afternoon but until now has not come," complained the woman. Ziva again sipped the warm green drink that the woman had ordered earlier.

Not long after, a man in a hurry approached Ziva. The right hand carries a bag containing a laptop while one map contains documents he narrowed in the armpit.

"Sorry, it has made you wait too long" said the man. Breathing as much air as possible fills the lungs that feel congested due to lack of oxygen.

Hearing a foreign voice made the model look up the head. The woman's eyes widened perfectly when she saw Irhan standing across the table. "Well, why did you come, Han! Shaka, where? I have an appointment to meet him today to discuss the continuation of my case."

Irhan ignored Ziva's question, the man first sat on the bench opposite Shaka's ex-lover. "Sir Shaka won't see you again, Va. Last night, Mr. Rio passed your case to me. So, from today onwards until the trial succeeds I'm the one who's with you, not Mr. Shaka."

"What?" ziva shouted as he kicked the table.

The beautiful model covered her mouth with her right hand when it was realized everyone was looking strangely at her. Slowly, he rested his wacky butt on the chair.

"How could that be, Han? Didn't we agree that Shaka was my lawyer, not you" said Ziva. The woman's eyes moved watching the surroundings, making sure not a single person heard their conversation.

Irhan placed the laptop bag along with Ziva's documents on the empty seat next to her. "I can't refuse Mr. Rio's orders. However, he had full power over all the workers in the office. Although Papaku is a stockbroker there, still he does not have the authority to refuse Mr. Rio's request."

Both of Ziva's hands were folded in front of his chest, he was quite upset over the reality spoken by Irhan. "Rugi dong I gave my body to you to touch if in the end Shaka is not my lawyer."

Irhan smirked at Ziva's words, his right hand rubbing his nape. "Yes, sorry. I, didn't know that Mr. Rio would change his mind." The man stole a glance towards Ziva who looked increasingly beautiful and seduced the faith. "Here you go, don't think about it! Most importantly, right now your case is over and they're compensating you for your charges. Although I'm not as good as Mr. Shaka, but I assure you your case can be won."

I'm sure this must have something to do with Zahira. That girl has always been a barrier between me and Shaka. Next to Ziva's hand clenched to reveal the nail books printed clearly there. Watch out for you, Ra, I'll make the calculations with you!

Breathe in deeply, then exhale slowly. "I hold your word. Don't let me lose in the follow-up trial later!" Ziva emphasized every sentence spoken by him.

"of course! I must have tried so hard to help you. Especially if you give me a plus-plus service like yesterday, then even more excited," Irhan joked while taking out the case file, then put it on the table.

"Basic bawdy!" sulk Ziva.

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Meanwhile, Zahira was in the director's room where she worked. He deliberately turned his body for a while to meet the father because there are things that want to be discussed with Rayyan.

"Lake in!" rayyan exclaimed from the room. The man was having a warm conversation with his beloved wife. He always took the time to chat with a beautiful woman who had given him four children despite a pile of work in front of his eyes.

Zahira pushed the white door leaf up to reveal two middle-aged men and women staring question marks at her.

"Dad, Mother, sorry to bother you both" said Zahira. Still standing in the doorway with both palms squeezing each other.

Seeing a beloved child coming, of course, make a face sumringah. Arumi hurried up and approached Zahira. "You're not interrupting. It just so happened that Father and Mother were just chatting normally discussing work," said the woman gently. "What's up, hem, how did the tumben meet your father in person?"

"Ehm .. a-anu, Bun ...."

Arumi touched Zahira's palm which felt cold and sweaty. "Sit down first yuk, later we talk more relaxed." Without wasting any time the woman caught Zahira sitting on the sofa. Now the three of them sat facing each other.

Rayyan watched her third child closely. Observing every inch of the girl's face with sharp eyes like an eagle. "What's so important you want to talk to Dad about?" The oriental-faced man started the conversation.

Last night Rayyan heard a story from Arumi about the dispute between Zahira and Shaka, but did not know if the child and daughter-in-law had made up that day. So, he thought that at this time Zahira was going to discuss his plan to separate from Shaka.

"May Zahira!" call Rayyan by slightly raising the tone of voice. He was a little curious about what important things his beloved son wanted to convey.

"Mas Rayyan, don't make Zahira panic! Poor him!" reprimanded Arumi when she saw the palms of her beautiful daughter squeezing each other tightly on the lap and did not dare to look at the faces of her parents.

Slowly Arumi inched closer to Zahira. He softly said, "What's wrong, son? Do you need anything?"

Zahira nodded quickly. "Then?" Arumi asked again with a little anxiety. His encounter with Rini again flashed across the woman's mind.

Could it be that my daughter wants to sue Shaka again? inner Arumi.

"Dad, Mother, actually .. I want to ask for a five-day vacation. Um .... I .. plan to go on a honeymoon with Shaka to Australia."

"Whatdidyou say? A honeymoon? With Shaka?" Rayyan.

Arumi was as surprised as her husband. The woman's heart almost fell out of place. Then, he looked at his daughter with illegible eyes.

Honeymoon, for five days with Shaka. The words continued to ring in Arumi and Rayyan's ears. Indeed, they did not expect that Zahira and Shaka's domestic relationship was going in a better direction.

"Yes, Dad. Shaka and I decided to have our marriage like a couple in general. Shaka asked for time to love me and me as a wife of course gave that opportunity to him."

"Then, last night Papa Rio came to the apartment and suggested to us to go on vacation. Shaka and I thought why not try, who knows the relationship between us is getting closer not as a friend but as a married couple" said Zahira at length.

A thin smile expands at the corner of Arumi's lips. Finally what he feared did not happen. "So you guys are planning on going on your honeymoon, are you?" the woman confirmed that what was heard was not a mere hallucination.

"Right, Mother," Zahira answered briefly.

The silent atmosphere was created a while after the beautiful girl said what the purpose of the girl was to meet Rayyan personally. Rayyan looked at Arumi, and vice versa. Husband and wife communicate with each other through the glare of the eyes.

Then, Arumi winks while bowing her weak head as a code that she approves Rio-husband's proposal from her best friend.

"When did you and Shaka leave?" ask Rayyan.

"About one more week, Dad, wait for Shaka to finish all the work."

That answer made Rayyan exhale violently. There is a sense of worry in him because he will release his beloved daughter with the man who once hurt Zahira. She fears that Shaka is hurting Zahira's feelings and that she can't protect her daughter when they're far away.

"Mas Rayyan, you gave permission to our son, didn't you?" arumi said while affirming every sentence spoken on her lips that had always been a opium for the man.

Rayyan took a deep breath, then exhaled slowly while closing her eyes for a moment. "All right, I'll give you permission. Take care of your letter as soon as possible then I'll sign it right then and there."

Zahira looked up his head, staring at the faces of his parents in turn. The girl's face was brightly accompanied by a wide smile clearly painted on the corner of the lips. "Thank you, Dad, Mother."

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