The Substitute

Ozan's anger

Ameera stepped back noticing her husband's sharp gaze. Never before had Ozan looked at him like he was now. It was as if that gaze was capable of smearing through him.

Emotionally, Ozan clasped Ameera's arm again, causing Ameera to grimace in pain.

"It seems you forgot who your husband was, until you dared to spend the night with another man!" snapped it.

"Ap. a. a.. what?" ameera asked stammeredly, her body trembling looking at those flaming eyeballs.

As if to show that Ameera was his, he forcibly pulled Ameera, with his hand holding the nape. He buried a deep kiss on Ameera's lips, making the young girl tremble violently.

Not getting a reply, Ozan bit Ameera's lower lip gently, so the girl slowly opened her mouth. Tears began to flow through her cheeks.

"Let go!!" ameera shouted pushing the towering tall body. He was about to attack Ozan with a fist, but was easily pushed aside by Ozan. His palm wrapped around Ameera's fist.

"Even you can't respect me as your husband."

Ozan pushed Ameera's body violently to the point of crashing onto the bed, then opened the white shirt attached to her body. Ameera fluttered, trying to shift her body back to get away and was about to get out of bed. However, Ozan pulled his leg and overstretched the small body.

Ameera rebelled only with all her might. However, it does not produce results. Like a starving lion, Ozan attacked Ameera savagely. He even pulled the shirt that Ameera was wearing roughly, until the buttons were scattered, revealing two objects that were still hiding behind the cover cloth in the form of glasses.

Overwhelmed by exploding jealousy, Ozan touches Ameera's body without caring about the crying Isak that begins to sound. He dropped his lips everywhere and made a red mark.

"Don't... Mom, Dad....! " ameera's groaning called out the names of her dead parents, rousing Ozan from his crazy actions.

With a breath of breath, holding back his emotions and lusts, Ozan whispered in Ameera's ear that was still under her body, "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, I'm so happy,"

He then kissed Ameera. Ozan descends from above Ameera's body so that his position is sideways, then hugs Ameera's trembling body.

"I'm sorry. I was wrong to treat you like this!"

"It was you who allowed me per-gi, right? I-I don't mess with Rangga..." Ameera said with a stammer until a hiccup. Adding guilt to Ozan's heart.

He did not know why he was so angry to see Rangga and Ameera walk together, but he allowed it.

Ozan tightened his embrace.

"He was wrong... Ii'm sorry. I promise I won't repeat it. Don't cry anymore... Hit me as you like." Ozan then buried Ameera's face in his chest.

Ozan who had followed them and watched from afar was burning with the sight in front of him. Though they walk like ordinary friends, but somehow feel friendly to Ozan.

That's what makes it dark and then vent his emotions in this way. As if to show Ameera that only she is entitled to Ameera.

"out! I want to be alone." cried Ameera.

Ozan let go of his embrace. Peeping Ameera's forehead many times. Then take a blanket and cover Ameera's messy body.

Ozan picked up his shirt lying on the floor and put it back on. Then get out of the room with a million guilty feelings.

Ameera was crying in the room.

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Ozan heads to the kitchen, opens the fridge and picks up a bottle of cold mineral water and then chugs at it. He went back to contemplating his actions.

Why would I darken my eyes like this and do that. Ameera must hate me so much now.

"Imel, where are mommy?" ozan asked when he saw a waiter happen to pass through the kitchen.

"Mr and mistress are attending the wedding invitation,"

"Oh. Well, it looks like they're gonna be late." Ozan went back to his room.

Ozan also spread his gaze to every corner of the room. Until the sound of a snooze.

His eyes caught Ameera leaning on the edge of the bed, face down. Instantly his heart throbbed to see Ameera in such a state. It felt like Ozan wanted to punish himself for what he did.

Ozan approached Ameera and crouched down in front of her. Ameera was wrapped in a white bathrobe with wet hair.

"Saayang...." Ozan pulls Ameera into his arms, "I'm really sorry. Don't punish yourself like this. I'm the one you're supposed to punish" he whispered.

Ozan carried Ameera towards the large sofa in the corner of the room. Sit him there in the position of selonjoran.

the man turned on the room light, then picked up a small towel, intending to dry Ameera's hair. A moment later he saw the ameera's neck as reddish as a scuff wound. He then flicked a little Ameera's bathrobe to reassure his suspicions. As it turns out, there were a lot of reddened wounds around Ameera's neck, shoulders and chest. It looks like Ameera rubbed the marks made by Ozan so hard that it became a scuff wound. Ozan closed his eyes for a moment. Sighing in rough breath. The greater the guilt.

"Wait here. I'm out for a while" he told Ameera.

Ozan goes to the garage and picks up a motorcycle and heads to the nearest pharmacy.

When he came home, someone called his name. When he turned around, Naura was standing behind him with a smile.

"Ozan, what are you doing here?" Naura pretended to ask. He had been following Ozan from the gate of his housing complex.

"Naura, sorry. I'm in a hurry." Ozan rushes away but Naura prevents him

"I want us to talk first. Explain everything to me. Why are you doing all this?"

"I'll call you once my business is done."

"No, I want us to talk now."

"I beg Naura!" ozan snapped loudly to Naura's surprise. During the course of his relationship, Ozan never snapped at him.

Ozanpun left Naura. The girl just looked at Ozan's back which was getting further away from her sight.

Upon arrival at home, Ozan goes straight to his room while Ameera is already lying under the covers.

"Ameera !" Call Ozan.

"I bought you some ointment. Apply it on your wound so that it does not sting" Ozan said as he handed over the ointment.

"Put it on the table. I will wear it." replied Ameera with the rest of her stuffing.

"Take it now, the wound will be more painful."

Ameera also took ointment from Ozan's hand and went into the bathroom to apply it on some parts of his body that blisters redness due to rubbing hard with a towel.

"Humans so-so events are really scary. I had to endure all this violence. He's really strong. I can't even put up a fight. Ameera's mind when looking at her reflection in a mirror filled with blisters.

After putting on the ointment, Ameera came out of the bathroom and found Ozan standing at the door. Ozan hugged Ameera.

"Ameera, I'm sorry... I really am a khilaf. I have no intention of hurting you!" For the umpteenth time Ozan apologized, but Ameera remained silent.

"I'm going to sleep."

"All right,"

Ozan takes Ameera to bed and covers her. But when she was about to lie down, Ameera cried again and asked him to leave her.

Ozan is forced to leave Ameera alone.

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