The Substitute

Matchmaking plan

Rudi's car entered a large gate, parked his car in the parking area of the luxury house. Ameera looked at the house in amazement.

What a palace house is this, huh? he said in his heart.

"Dad, whose house is this?" Ameera was still looking towards the large and magnificent building.

"This is the boss's house. "

And soon you'll be living in this house.

They entered after being greeted by several servants who were waiting for them.

Still with his admiration for the house he referred to as the palace, Ameera looked at every corner of the house without blinking. The interior of the house is impressed classic with a very luxurious cream color paint, there are several paintings adorning the walls. Exquisite decorative lights hanging above the ceiling add to the luxury of the building.

Hasan and Zarima welcomed the arrival of the guests he had been waiting for since.

"It's Ameera huh? Well, very beautiful. "say Zarima Seraya smiled at Ameera.

Ameera replied with a forced smile.

"Yes, Madam! " answer Ameera.

Ameera greeted Hasan and Zarima by kissing the back of their hands.

"Eh, don't call madam... Just call mom, so we'll be more familiar, "pinta Zarima.

Ameera became uneasy on her own, she touched her neck in embarrassment and glanced at her father.

It's not strange, the bule woman asked me to call her mother.

"Ba.. well ma'am.sorry." he said with a smile.

Isn't dad just the head of security at the place where he works? But why does it seem like dad is being treated so honorably in this house. The waiter also lowered his head as we entered.

Not long after, Ozan was among them. Ameera is shocked to death to see Ozan there.

Haaahhh, this is a male Caucasian who was in the basement at that time. Why is he here? ameera said in her heart.

Ameera gaped in disbelief. Even forgetting to blink. Ameera, who kept looking at Ozan with a confused face, tried to guess what this man was doing at his father's employer's house.

Is this father's son? Why does he see me like that?

Ameera was still a thousand languages staring at Ozan's face like probing every inch of it.

he's the one, I didn't see it wrong. He is that guy. I remember very well the face of the bule and his blue eyes. What the hell is he doing here?

Ameera observes from top to bottom convincing herself that she is not the wrong person.

What the fuck is this girl? Why does he keep looking at me. Until I forgot to blink.

It seems like there is a drama of misunderstanding there. Ozan thought Ameera was so impressed with him. That's not what Ameera is thinking.

Who is this? Why is he having dinner tonight?inner Ameera. He has not taken his eyes off Ozan.

Look at him, is he that charming to me?

Ozan started to look down on Ameera.

He nodded his eyes away. Then he glanced back at Ameera with the tail of his eyes.

But why is he looking at me like that, huh? his eyes are very intimidating to me. Ameera fumbled at his neck which felt goosebumps.

I know I'm handsome, but I don't have to be a village, do I?

"Eyeah... " Hasan cleared their minds. Ozan turned his face away, while Ameera looked down.

"Ozan, meet this Ameera, Mr. Rudi's son. Ameera, this is my son, Ozan." Hasan tried to melt the awkward atmosphere between Ameera and Ozan.

Ozan's? What planet's name is that? inner Ameera

Ozan and Ameera just silently pecked with their respective minds.

"Zan! " Zarima nudged Ozan on the shoulder, intending for the ozan to extend his hand. Lazily Ozan immediately extended his hand to Ameera.

"Hi, Ozan. "greet Ozan. He forced himself to be as friendly as possible.

"Ameera. " They shake hands too.

Ah... So he's the young master of this house? Her face was fluffy like a big mistress.

Ozan, who doesn't recognize Ameera, that she saved his life a few weeks ago, is cold to Ameera. Naturally Ozan did not recognize him, because the girl who saved him at that time was only a teenage girl who looked tomboyish, while Ameera's appearance today was much more beautiful and mature.

Dinner continued. The atmosphere became warm, Zarima continued to invite Ameera to chat. Although a bit awkward, but Ameera tried to be as normal as possible. Sometimes she showed her sweet smile.

Ozan has since looked very lazy, eating just like that. Even to smile looks very difficult. He was drifting in his mind. It was impossible for his parents to have a private dinner like this if there was no particular intention behind it.

"So Ameera, Ozan. You must be wondering why we're having dinner tonight, right?" hasan said on the sidelines of dinner.

Ozan once again kept silent as he chewed his food. Whereas Ameera who actually did not care about the purpose of this dinner could only forcefully smile.

"The goal is to introduce you" said Zarima.

"What do you mean, Mah?" asked Ozan who was covered in curiosity.

"We've actually set you up a long time ago. But because of something, so we can only meet you today" replied Hasan.

Ameera was surprised not to play for him. He coughed for food because he was so shocked. His heart seemed to be coming out of its place.

"Eh, why sweetheart...? Drink first. " Zarima handed A glass of water to Ameera. Ameera received and gulped it down to the toilet.

"What the fuck is this, Pah? Whatdoes thatmean? " ask Ozan. He was willing to protest.

"Yes, this matchmaking of yours has actually been planned for a long time. But we're waiting for Ameera to graduate school first" Hasan said.

Ozan doesn't believe what he's hearing.

"Yes, it can't be, Pah. You should at least ask our opinion, right?" Ozan sounded like he had raised his voice.

Ameera was frozen, her tongue was weak, speechless. He was still shocked by what he had just heard. He felt like he wanted to immediately run away from this big house to breathe fresh air out there.

Ozan massaged his forehead with his index finger, frustrated by the unpleasant surprise he had just heard. Felt his parents' plans were very sudden without early notice. Suddenly they bring a teenage girl in front of Ozan then casually say they will be betrothed.

"You can't go around with us. Ameera's still in school anyway, right?" ozan Protest.

"Ozan, Ameera is about to graduate." added Zarima.

"Huuufttt..." Ozan gave a rough sigh. Glanced at Ameera with her eyes. His mind drifted somewhere. She may want to marry a girl she does not know.

Ameera's face had turned pale, Hasan and Rudi stared at each other. Right said Rudi, that they would reject each other. It's just that Ozan made his rejection blatant, while Ameera showed it in her residence.

Ameera dissolved in her own thoughts. Her chest feels tight. I don't know what he's gonna do to cancel this crazy matchmaking plan.

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