The Substitute

Bad feeling

"Dad sacrificed this much for me, even though I was not his real son, and the evil man had killed my father, I should have shot him to death by then" Ameera said in anger.

Hasan tried to calm Ameera who was being overwhelmed by emotions.

"My son, it's not entirely Hendri's fault. We are all guilty of what happened. Hendri doesn't know what your father's purpose is to marry your mother. And until now he never knew that you were his son."

"Why is Papa still defending him? Mama, I don't want to be the bad guy's son. He's killer. He killed my mom and dad. He's gonna kill me too, right? And also tried to kill my husband several times,"

"Hendri just misunderstood, son. He thought we all betrayed him. That's why he's darkened in the eyes. Hendri and your father were good friends. Now Hendri regrets all his deeds,"

"Will his regret be able to bring my father and mother back? Didn't you?"

Ameera let go of her embrace from Zarima. Then walk out of that room. Zarima and Hasan rushed after him.

"Ameera, where are you going, son...?" Zarima held Ameera's hand, but Ameera immediately took it off.

"I want to see him, I want to repay him for everything he did to me" Ameera ran to her car and quickly left the courtyard of the house.

"Mas, let's catch up with Ameera" Zarima said frantically.

"You're at home, call Ozan and Deniz."

Hasan calls a driver to follow Ameera, while Zarima calls Ozan. However, after several attempts, the call was not connected. Apparently Ozan's in a meeting outside the office.

Zarima then contacted Rangga, however, neither connected.

"What are they, why is no one answering the phone" murmured Zarima.

While crying, Ameera drove her car fast, not caring about the swearing of other riders. He even ran a red light.

Dad, I'm sorry, for protecting me and my mom, you're a victim. I won't be able to forgive that person at any time.

The car that Hasan was riding on was getting further and further behind from Ameera.

Ameera stepped on the gas inside, the car was speeding faster. When passing through a corner, a car comes from the opposite direction. Ameera lost her balance, slamming the steering wheel to the left resulting in her car hitting the pavement and rolling several times.

Ameera was squeezed with blood in her crumbling car, with the rest of her consciousness, she grimaced in pain. Suddenly his body felt limp and his consciousness began to wane, faintly heard him muttering to his father. Ameera was no longer conscious.

Ozan who was meeting outside suddenly felt his chest tight. As if he had a bad feeling, he sat silent. His mind suddenly turned to Ameera. Every time something bad happens to Ameera, it's like a sign.

"Lu why?" whispered Ramon.

"No," Ozan said as he rubbed his chest, "go to the toilet for a while, yes." he whispered later. Ozan then walks out of the room, trying to neutralize his feelings.

While the people at the crash site began to crowd the road, there was a traffic jam. Hasan had just arrived there and was stuck in traffic.

"Surya, see what's up ahead?" the decree of Hasan who was already agitated because it was blocked by traffic.

Surya got down from the car to check what the commotion was ahead of him. His eyes immediately rounded, his face immediately pale to see Ameera's car overturned.

Ambulances came along with police cars, some officers immediately tried to get Ameera out of the car, checking whether the crash victim was alive or not. Surya ran towards the car far back there.

"Gentlemen ahead, Miss Ameera." said Surya stammering.

"What's wrong?" Hasan was already panicking, starting to guess what was ahead there.

"Miss Ameera accident,"

The shocked Hasan got out of the car, running towards the place where the accident happened. He was hysterical to see Ameera lying covered in blood on a gurney with several health workers trying to give her first aid to the victims of the accident.

The middle-aged man tried to get closer, but police officers blocked him.

"Please let me go there, that's my son," Hasan cried. The officer gave him a way.

Hasan ran towards Ameera. Some health workers held off the man from approaching.

"Ameera, my son." murmured Hasan.

After a few minutes, they finally arrived at the hospital. Ameera was immediately taken to the Emergency Installation room for treatment. Hasan who was still panicking waited in front of the room.

He pulled out the phone in his pants pocket and called Zarima.

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Ozan, whose feelings have not calmed down, turned on his phone. His eyes were round seeing the number of notifications coming into his phone.

"Call from home" he murmured softly.

Ozan who had guessed something happened immediately called his home number.

"Hello, Ma-Mama?" said Ozan who stammered hearing Zarima like sobbing.

"Ozzanines... Ameera...."

"Ameera why, Mah... "

"Ameera accident, now in the hospital."

Ozan immediately limp, he drops his body on the chair. Her eyes were teary and held back tears.

"Ma-mama don't joke, Ameera's fine, right?" Ozan's voice was already heard shaking.

"Better now you go to the hospital, Mama want to pick up El with Er at school first."

"Which hospital, Mah...? "

"The xxxx hospital"

Ramon sees Ozan sitting on a chair immediately approaching him.

"Why?" ask Ramon.

"Ameera accident, Ram. Now in the hospital" Ozan said, wiping away his tears.

Ramon stared, surprised by the news he had just heard, while Ozan immediately ran towards the parking lot.

***

Hasan and Surya were still waiting in front of the IGD room restlessly. It wasn't long before Ozan arrived with Ramon.

"Ameera why did it get in an accident, Pah...?" ask Ozan who just came.

"Later Papa tell me. The important thing is now being treated by the doctor inside, "Ozan is already fristasi there. He would go crazy if something happened to his wife. One of the doctors who treated Ameera came out of the IGD room.

"Patients lose a lot of blood. We've contacted the blood bank, but the supply for the patient's blood type is empty. Please prepare a donor from one of the family members who have the same blood type."

Hasan was sitting in a chair, his mind in a frenzy. None of them had the same blood type as Ameera.

Ozan closed his eyes, tears were not held back. He can only cry for his wife.

"Ram, put an ad on the internet looking for blood donors. I'll pay anyone who's willing to donate blood for Ameera."

Not long after, Rangga came with an already pale face.

"Ameera why, Bang!!" rangga asked with a thunderous cry, but Ozan was silent to hear Rangga's scream. Ramon tried to calm him down.

"Lu calm down, don't shout. You think your brother isn't shocked to see Ameera in this state?"

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