The Substitute

First night

Ameera woke up from her sleep feeling her throat was dry. When he opened his eyes, he was surprised.

K**why am I in the room? I was still on the path of the inner Ameera.

At that time Ozan went into the room and found Ameera sitting on the bed.

"Darling, you're up?"

"Haus. "

"I'll get you a drink, yeah... Wait right here. " Ozan went down to the kitchen to get water for Ameera. Then return to the room with a bottle of water and a glass.

Ozan then poured water into a glass, then gave it to Ameera. Ameera immediately downed the water until the glass was empty.

"Thank you, Mas." said Ameera.

Ozan sat on the side of the bed and then smiled looking at Ameera making Ameera misbehave.

"What's? Why look at me like that?" Ameera who misbehaves her messy hair.

Ozan grabbed Ameera's hand and grabbed her, "Ameera, can I say something?"

"What?"

"I know you're not ready for this. But we've been married three months. I don't want to sin by ignoring you."

"Ep? " Ameera glanced at Ozan with a puzzled look.

"I mean.. Can we start it all now?"

Started what? Don't-don't he want.

Ameera gulped a rough spit. Suddenly his body trembled. The girl was only able to lower her head.

"Ameera?" call Ozan.

"Ah. ii. yes.." she replied timidly.

Ozan looked at Ameera's face fixedly, making Ameera tremble, "May I make you my real wife from tonight?"

Ameera took a deep breath and nodded her head. She is aware of her position as a wife who must carry out her duties.

"Yes already. You clean first. "he said later.

"You?"

"I was already. "

He was even ready before asking my permission. Inner Ameera.

Ameera goes into the bathroom to clean herself up. Even as the body was still trembling at the thought of what was to come.

A few moments later...

Ameera is done with the ritual. Ozan was sitting on the bed playing his phone. When he saw Ameera, he approached her and sat her in bed. Ozan looked at Ameera without blinking, making Ameera even more misbehaved.

"You're ready, right?" ask Ozan.

"Iii. iiya.." answered Ameera nervously.

Ozan then recited the prayer and blew on the crown of Ameera.

Afterwards, without warning, Ozan kissed Ameera's lips gently. He felt Ameera not resisting his kiss. Ozan let go of his kiss for a moment, staring in Ameera's face. Ozan smiled to find Ameera's face was as red as a tomato.

Why is she so adorable? And his body was shaking so. It's funny.inner Ozan.

Ozan couldn't bear to kiss her again. The longer the deeper. Ameera was only able to close her eyes to restrain Ozan's treatment of her.

As the man's hands began to venture into the neck and chest area, Ameera suddenly gasped in shock.

He recalled the time Ozan forced him some time ago. Ameera immediately threw her fist at Ozan. Then in a panic, Ameera pushes Ozan's body and beats him.

Ozan, who was surprised by Ameera's attitude, tried to resist attack after attack by Ameera. Until Ozan finally gets upset.

"AMEERA... What are you doing??" yelled Ozan with annoyance.

"Ups.... " Ameera came to her senses later, "Ma-sorry." said Ameera, looking down.

Out of annoyance, Ozan comes out of the room and goes into the guest room. Slam the door hard.

While Ameera in the room was patting her cheeks to wake her up.

"Well... What did I do just now? Did I really hit him? She must be really upset right now. "

Ameera sat down on the side of the bed with her body shaking, took a water bottle and poured it into a glass, then gulped down until the glass was empty.

"Hufft... Why am I shaking like this?" Ameera.

Ameera then went out of the room to catch up with the husband who chose to go to the guest room because of his annoyance at being rejected. Once in front of the door of the guest room, he was pacing in front of the door while his mouth was muttering itself.

Now what should I do? If I go in, he'll scold me, if I don't come in he'll be angrier tomorrow. Yes aampuuun...

Ameera knocked on the door. But a few times knocked, there was no answer.

The girl chose to enter the room. Ozan was sitting on the bed with an annoyed face. Ameera immediately approached him and sat down on the side of the bed.

"I'm sorry .. I don't know what I'm doing, I reflect. " said Ameera, looking down embarrassed.

"Mas.." call Ameera while pulling Ozan's arm.

Hearing Mas's call that feels friendly in his ears makes Ozan happy not overbearing. The call was even able to melt his frustration at the little girl.

"It's okay, Yank... You must not be ready. I'm the one who's sorry. I seem to be in too much of a hurry. You must be scared."

"You want to try again? I'm not going to mess around "persuade Ameera while raising her two fingers.

"Don't. Later if you are ready. I don't want to force you to do it" Ozan said, caressing Ameera's head.

"And you say, we must tear down the barrier between us,"

"I'll wait until you're really ready..."

"I'm ready,"

"Related?" ask Ozan.

Ameera simply replied by nodding her head.

Ozan smiled happily, "Alright, if you insist, but in our room only yes. I don't like this room."

Whahuh? I forced? isn't it wrong? inner Ameera.

Impatiently, Ozan takes Ameera to his room.

"Why are you this light? I feel like I'm holding a pile of cotton? Eat a lot!" ozan's words made Ameera blush in shame.

Upon arrival in the room, Ozan laid Ameera's body on the bed and lay down next to her. He hugged Ameera with affection.

Ozan stared at Ameera's beautiful face fixedly, smiling meaningfully. He started by kissing Ameera's lips.

Because Ameera was still very rigid, he taught her several times to make Ozan anxious with his wife's innocence.

"Darling, try to relax. Do not be too tense," said Ozan after seeing Ameera who has been clutching the sheets because she was too nervous even though she was just as nervous.

Ozan also started again by giving kisses to make Ameera lulled. It didn't take long, the two of them had been under the covers with plain bodies.

Ozan looked at Ameera's face under her hut. The appetite that had risen to the crown made him unable to take the crown that belonged to Ameera.

"Eeuuunggghhh.." Ameera's groan rang out when Ozan managed to tear his hymen.

"Sickness, Mas.." lirih Ameera on the slinging.

"Sorry, Yank..." Ozan was silent for a moment, giving Ameera a gentle kiss on his face. When Ameera had begun to drift in his touch, then Ozan began his movement.

the man also completed the desire that he had endured since. Make Ameera his whole. Until the early morning moans continued to be heard in the dim room.

***

Morning time...

Ameera woke up with a puffy face and disheveled hair. Still in her husband's arms, she felt pain all over her body.

Ameera tries to let go of Ozan's tight embrace, waking him up.

"Darling.you're awake, yeah..." Feeling the pain mixed with shame, Ameera covered her face with a blanket. Ozan also tried to remove the blanket that covered his wife's face.

"Don't open I'm embarrassed!" a scream came from under the blanket.

"Why are you ashamed, Yank? I've seen it all. What else is there to cover?" ozan's speech even made Ameera more embarrassed. He then pulled Ameera into his arms.

"I'm sorry, yeah... Don't cry anymore. You cried a lot last night. Look, your face is so swollen."

"My body feels sick" said Ameera.

"It's the first. Tomorrow it will not hurt again, Yank.." a smile of victory was present on the man's face.

Ozan kissed Ameera's forehead many times while apologizing for his behavior last night that seemed to monopolize Ameera.

How not, Ozan did it many times until Ameera was exhausted and not strong anymore. He released her after Ameera cried to stop.

***

That morning, Ozan was already sitting in the study. He looked serious about replying to the email his secretary sent.

"Your craving is early in the morning already in the study. " Ramon emerged from behind the door breaking his concentration.

"Gapain you early in the morning here? It's not the office " said Ozan without turning his head.

"Gue bring the file for you to sign. I know you don't have an office today. How, you're using Oreo's style?"

"meaning?"

"Pake pretends not to know anymore. Licked, dyed!"

"Jerkkk lu yaaa!" Ozan threw the file Ramon was carrying right in his chest.

Not long after, a waiter came with a tray of breakfast for Ameera.

"Lu wait here, I want to bring breakfast for Ameera first" Ozan said.

Success is like a kid last night. Inner Ramon.

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