The Substitute

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Ozan was sitting on the edge of his king-size bed. Highlight his eyes blankly staring at the small box-shaped object in his grasp. It was a box containing a diamond ring that he bought some time ago. The ring he used to propose to Naura. But he had not yet expressed his desire to Naura, a plan that had been neatly arranged was destroyed because of a stupid match between him and a small child named Ameera Malika Hutomo. Who is none other than the son of Rudi, a person who has been considered like his own father.

He looked at the box, his mind like a tangled thread. How could her parents have matched her to a teenager she didn't know. They will even be married that soon.

"I have to tell you what Naura is" muttered Ozan, who felt his head was very heavy thinking about her problem.

After the attack in the basement some time ago, he had never met Naura again. They only communicate by phone. And Naura can understand that. Since the beginning of dating Ozan, Naura has become accustomed to dating Ozan, and they will be followed by a bodyguard assigned to look after Ozan.

Ozan is thinking about how to persuade his father to cancel his marriage to Ameera. Ozan came out of his room down the stairs. He was going to the study to meet his father.

Tok tok tok tok

The sound of knocking on the door sounded.

"Come in! "

Ozan walks into the room and sits on the sofa. He noticed his father who seemed to be busy in front of his laptop.

" he...! "

"Hmmmmm..."

"Papa sure? Want to match me to that teenage girl?" Ozan sat down while leaning his head on the back of the chair.

"Why?"

"Please think again...!" pinta Ozan with a face. His movements were already like the sky was about to collapse upon him.

"Ozan, papa's plan with Mr. Rudi to betroth you and Ameera it's been a long time. Since you were kids. Sorry, if papa just told you now. Ameera is a good girl. "

"But Pah, I don't want to marry Ameera. I don't have any feelings for him. Look, he's just an innocent teenager."

Hasan immediately closed his laptop and turned his eyes to Ozan.

"Zan, papa knows you haven't been able to accept this match. But trust me, this is best for you. You're getting married to Ameera. "

"But why should Ameera, Pah? He's still a teenager. I have Naura. If you have to get married soon, why not just Naura? I know and I love. What do I say to Naura? She must be sad to know I'm in a match with another girl."

" Enough Ozan! Papa told you, Naura is not a good girl. You are blinded by love. Remember, do not try to run away from home. It's not completely safe for you." said at length full of emphasis. He knows Ozan will try his hardest to cancel his match with Ameera.

"Papa, I beg you! I really can't, Pah!" Ozan was already very frustrated with his parents' unilateral decision.

"You must learn to accept it. Time will foster love between you and Ameera. "

Hasan immediately stood up, patted Ozan on the shoulder and walked out of the study without caring about Ozan's protest.

Ozan sat there, contemplating his fate. I don't know what else he can do to persuade his parents to cancel his match with Ameera.

Ozan also knew Ameera would not beg her father to cancel their marriage. Ozan knows very well who and how a Rudianto Hutomo. He likes to be rejected the most. It's free if Ameera begs her father. Because as Ameera said, it's useless.

On the other hand, Ameera was leaning her back against the bed rest in a dimly lit room. Only the sleeping lights are on. There was a stroke of sadness on Ameera's face. He could not close his eyes for even a minute. In his mind at this time only focused on one person, namely Rangga. When she was sad, Rangga was the only person who could comfort her.

Ameera glanced at the decorative lights that Rangga bought at that time. She lit. Instantly, the walls of his room were decorated with light from the decorative lights.

At the reach of the phone that was on the nightstand, he wanted to call Rangga, but was undone.

Ameera was still staring at the corner of the room in her room. Then he opened whatsApp app on his phone.

"Have you slept yet?" Fill in Ameera's message to Rangga.

A few minutes waiting, Rangga finally replied to his message.

"Not yet, not sleepy. Why?"

"tomorrow you're busy, aren't you?"

"not really"

"don't you want me to go to the beach?"

Getting such a reply from Ameera, Rangga also realized there was a problem with ameera. Rangga immediately called Ameera.

"Hello, Rangga... " Ameera's voice sounded uninspired as usual.

"You why? Any issues?" ask Rangga.

"No koq, I just want to go to the beach again." said Ameera

"Ck, you lollypop.... kebo' is ugly... You think I don't know you"?

Ameera was silent for a moment. He laughed in his heart at the nickname Rangga for himself.

"Yes tomorrow afternoon at 5 am I picked up at your house, yes. Don't cry alone. Look out if tomorrow we meet your eyes. You can only cry in front of me, can't cry alone. Okey." said Rangga at length.

Ameera remained silent, not answering anymore. He immediately turned off his phone. There was a little relief in his heart. At least he had a Rangga who was always there for him.

Ameera looked back at her meeting with the man she was dating. It was obvious that the man refused to be in a match with her. Even Ozan refused right in front of Ameera and her father. How will their relationship go well if they reject each other. Moreover, Ozan told Ameera he had a lover who he loved.

How could an accident like this approach his life. He will live with someone who does not even expect his presence. If forced, it will only hurt him. That's how he thought.

Ameera is still waiting for her graduation announcement. He has goals he wants to achieve. But that dream will end even before Ameera starts building it. By getting married, then all the dreams that have been neatly arranged in his brain will be destroyed instantly. In the darkness Ameera smiled wryly. He imagined how wonderful it would be if he could continue his dream. College and meeting a lot of people. Live his life like a common man in general.

But the reality is different because someone named Ozan Chandra Jaya who will be the cause of the destruction of his dreams.

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