The Substitute

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That morning, Ameera was having breakfast with her in-laws.

"Ameera, Ozan isn't awake yet? Tumben clock hasn't come down yet. Usually exercise before breakfast." asked Zarima.

"Maybe tired." said Hasan, smiling meaningfully.

Zarima, who suddenly plays the role of an amateur detective, looked at Ameera like he was investigating. On the matter of kepo, leave it to these mothers.

His face was lethargic, but his neck was clean, there was no sign of any inner Zarima.

Ameera realized Zarima was glancing at her with a difficult look. Embarrassed, Ameera rubbed her face and tidied her hair.

"Why mah? I look weird, don't I?" ask Ameera.

"Eh, no...! " Zarima answered.

"You ate a lot, son!" hasan said while scooping some menus onto Ameera's dinner plate. Until the plate was almost full, made Ameera round her eyes.

I could eat this much food.

Ameera looked at her in-laws in turn in surprise.

"Mom's going to buy vitamins for you. Let's not get tired easily."

What I did in this house. You'll make me serve like a princess. What makes me tired of trying.

Ameerq only smiled at his two in-laws.

Not long after, Ozan joined for breakfast. He sat next to Ameera.

"Capek, Zan...? Tumben just came down." asked Hasan in a soft tone. The one asked also did not answer because he did not understand the purpose of the question asked by his father.

"Wajahmu why?" hasan asked when he saw Ozan's bluish face. Zarima was surprised and turned to his son.

"Huh? Barbaric cockroaches again, Zan?" ask Zarima.

Ozan then glanced at Ameera with the tail of his eyes.

"Cockroaches? Barbarian... What's that supposed?" asked Hasan confused.

Realizing his behavior earlier, Ameera's face became red.

"That's Pah, there was a cockroach in the room, the cockroach wanted me to eat, even I ate first. That's why my face is like this?" Ozan's explanation is starting to fade.

Hasan increasingly did not understand the explanation of his son. Zarima was laughing. Hasan was upset because he interpreted the word meal as the real meaning.

"Torture you, Zan. Cockroaches just want to eat. Is the food in this house less?" Hasan's voice has gone up an octave.

"I think the cockroaches are good." said Ozan as he put bread into his mouth.

Hasan's face already showed a nauseous reaction to Ozan's throat. While Zarima laughed out loud, because only he understood what Ozan meant.

Feeling upset, Ameera stomps Ozan's feet under the table hard

"Aaauuhhh sakiiett." Ozan grimaced as he looked resentfully at Ameera.

"Why? The cockroach ate you again?" ameera whisper

Hasan was confused, revealing a face with a thousand question marks. While Zarima could not hold his laughter until stomach pain.

"Ozzanines... Ozan! This must be you forcing Ameera, right?"

Ozan and Ameera were craved for food so shy to hear the mother's words.

That's when Hasan's laughter broke because he had just understood Zarima's intentions.

It's a shame.Ameera's inner.

Aware of embarrassment, Ozan then switched the conversation by talking about something else.

"Bah, tomorrow I want to be able to start entering the office" Ozan said.

"Related?"

"Yes, I'm getting bored at home. No one threatens my life anymore, right? I'll work like I used to, before I had an accident."

"Well, you can start tomorrow."

****

Ameera approached Ozan who was feeding his pet fish

"I want to talk important."

" about what?"

"I want to go to college." Ameera handed Ozan a brochure and registration form.

The man grabbed the paper Ameera gave him and read it.

"Related?"

"I'm bored at home, so just go to college."

"Ngapain kuliah? Kamu hanya perlu jadi istriku yang baik, hidupmu akan terjamin sampai tua."

Hid. Who wants to spend their old age with you. I'm going to college if you come back with your girlfriend. In the inner Ameera

"But I don't want to be stuck with a human being so things like you get old." murmured little.

"What did you say?"

"What did I say"?

"What do you have to say?"

"I said I'd go to college."

"Not that, the previous one, you said earlier,"

"no..."

Ozan squinted his eyes. Then go back to reading the brochure.

"alright. Ramon will take care of your registration. Tomorrow I start working again. I'll be busy in the office."

"I can take care of myself."

Ozan then pulls out the wallet in his pocket and gives Ameera a card.

"Wear this for your needs."

"Don't use that, just keep it! You just wear this,"

Ameera smiled forcefully grabbed the card. Suddenly his phone rang. Ameera then grabbed her phone, there was the name Rangga on the screen of her phone.

"The ladder?" Ameera muttered a little mention Rangga's name, but could hear Ozan.

Ameera then moved away from there to answer her phone.

Why is he answering the phone over there? Can't be here?

"Hello, Rangga"

"Hi meera, how are you"

"Good"

"What are you again? Not busy?

"No, why?"

"Can we meet? Monday I leave the country. But before that, I want to see you first. Can you?"

"How yes... I'll try to get permission first,"

"okay"

"Where are you?"

"Park to play, as always!"

"When?"

"What sunday?"

"But I didn't promise?"

"Sip it"

The conversation on the phone ended. Ozan watched Ameera from afar. Then pretend to feed the fish again.

"Rangga, phone. He said Monday to leave the country. He invited me to meet on Sunday. Can't you?"

It was so relaxing that she asked her husband for permission to meet other men without feeling sinful. Ozan

"Just two? "

"Yes. You know Rangga is the only friend I have."

"Where do you want to meet?"

"Entertainment park." answered Ameera innocently, making Ozan round his eyes.

It's more like dating Ameera. Don't let me get angry, Ozan

"You didn't ask me?"

"Why should I take you?" ameera asked without guilt.

What question is that? Ozan

"You want to go out with other men besides your husband. It was like dating Ameera." Ozan said.

"Whatever. I don't judge it as a date." said Ameera no less fierce.

"Yes you can go. Think of it as your parting gift with her. You've been friends since childhood, haven't you?" Ozan.

Ameera.

"But it's in control" Ozan said

"Huh?"

"Why?"

"Why should I be in control?"

"Because I want you under control. It's good I let you. So don't argue too much."

"All right." with resignation

Ameera re-enters the house leaving Ozan still relaxing in the gazebo.

***

Drrrttt drrttt

Ozan's phone is shaking. His cellphone. It has an unknown number.

"Hello" a voice sounded over there.

Ozan already knew who called him because he recognized his voice.

"Where did you get my phone number?" Ask Ozan

"It's not hard for me."

"So what do you want to call me?"

"Gue wants to borrow Ameera on Sunday,"

"Lu think my wife's stuff, can it be borrowed?" ozan was getting upset.

"That's your full essence! I leave on Monday. I want to see Ameera before I leave. You can bro, you're so mean to me."

"No. You're not polite with me..."

"What the hell are you?"

"Lu hear ya little boy, I'm seven years older than you and you tell me I'm not polite."

"Yes Bang, I'm sorry. If that's Ameera's permission, Bang!" Rangga was suddenly polite with Bang's call.

"Yes, but not for long. And remember, Ameera's my wife, don't fuck you," Ozan pressed his voice as if to affirm that Ameera was his.

"Yes, Bang."

Call interrupted.

Think of it as my thanks for keeping Ameera this long. After all, he has sacrificed so much for me and Ameera. Hmmm When compared to him, I am nothing. He was just a teenager. Inner Ozan