The Substitute

Message from Naura

Ameera was at a cafe located on campus with Dina. Since then Ameera just stirred her order juice without drinking it. Dina noticed Ameera who looked different than usual.

"Ameera.. You have a problem, huh? Just daydreaming!" Dina's voice broke Ameera's daydream.

"Oh, nothing" he answered, stirring his drink.

" Today I saw you were talking to someone in the park, was that you? He's not a student at this college, is he? " In the frenzied question that much made Ameera confused to answer.

Actually Ameera is not looking to discuss anything related to Naura and Ozan. But Dina instead discussed it making her mood more damaged.

"That's nobody. It doesn't matter either."

Brother Naura has gone too far this time. Inner Dina.

Dina knew very well Ameera was gloomy because of the words that Naura said yesterday. But he didn't force Ameera to tell a story.

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Ozan is at the Royal cafe where his favorite used to be with Naura. In front of him Naura was crying. Naura had just begged Ozan to forgive her.

"So you asked me to meet here just to apologize?" Ozan's voice sounded hostile.

"I know I was wrong. You're punishing me too cruelly. You married that teenage girl because you had to, right? I know all of Ozan." persuaded Naura who hiccupped while wiping her tears.

"It's too late Naura. Forget me! " said Ozan briefly.

Ozan was already standing about to leave the naura, but his hand was held tightly by Naura. Ozan cannot deny, although now he has Ameera in his heart, but he has not completely forgotten Naura. After all, he would propose to Naura before finding out her parents had arranged for her to marry Ameera.

"I'd rather die than lose you."

"Stop, Naura! Don't stupid. Look for someone better than me" Ozan snapped.

"I know you don't love that teenage girl. Ozan, please come back to me. I'll fix all my mistakes. You also know I was with Dion because I thought you were dead. Is that my fault? " persuade Naura who is still crying.

Ozan paid no more attention to the words of persuasion coming out of Naura's mouth. He immediately left the cafe.

Along the way Ozan's mind is fixed on Naura. Thinking about how to get away from Naura without hurting her. Although Naura persuaded him to return to her, he still could not leave Ameera because he had promised the late Rudi would take care of Ameera with his own life.

Ozan glanced at the clock on his wrist. It's almost afternoon. He took his phone out of his pants pocket, when the screen was on, there appeared to be an incoming message from the name of the contact MyBarbar wife. Ozan opened the message.

"No need to pick up. I went to Dina's house. I'll be home by myself." read Ameera's message.

Ozan called Ameera's number but the call was not answered. Ozan then drove his car home.

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Drrttt drrttt

Mobile phone vibrates sign incoming message.

Ameera glanced at her phone that was on the table. Notice of incoming messages from an unknown number. Ameera ignored her phone, not intending to open the message.

Ameera was contemplating her fate. Because he was lazy to go home, he accepted Dina's invitation to go to his house while enjoying some snacks provided by Dina.

Rangga has forgotten me. He never even contacted me again. Ameera with a sad face.

Finally Ameera took her phone at the table and opened the message that had entered from an unknown number.

Ameera widened her eyes staring at the screen of her phone. His heart was like it was pinching, getting an image message that he was sure the sender was Naura. Naura sends a picture of her being together at the cafe with Ozan.

"Where did he get my number? Did Ozan give him that?" Ameera.

Ameera's eyes filled with a clear liquid, but she held it back from falling down on her cheek. Ameera does not understand what is wrong with him, which lately is very sensitive when it comes to Ozan. He would usually be a bitch of whatever it was.

"Don't cry Ameera! you knew from the beginning that humans did not accept your matchmaking." He was still trying to strengthen his heart. "It's only natural that if they turn back, I'm no more. My mom and dad live abroad. Nothing else is stopping them. What does it mean to me." muttered long.

"You're daydreaming?" The Sura Dina r

suddenly shocked Ameera. He sat on the chair opposite Ameera while pouring drinks.

"Drink first...! " Dina gave Ameera a cold drink.

"The evil ladder is like me, it seems like it has forgotten me" Ameera told Dina.

"Where might he forget you, Ameera. He's just busy. I'm also rarely on the phone" said Dina, trying to comfort Ameera, who was upset.

Ameera downed the cold drink that Dina made with a single sip of her frustration. Dina smiled strangely at Ameera's attitude which felt different from usual.

"Din, I'll go home first. It's late." said Ameera then snatched her bag located on the table.

"I'll take it with me, yeah. Don't go home alone." Dina rushes to get her car keys, but Ameera prevents her.

"No need, Din...! Don't bother. I've texted you online." Ameera walked out of Dina's living room without turning her head, Dina was aware of Ameera's other than usual attitude.

"Is it really okay? Later your husband is angry, you go home with taxi online. I'll be the one who gets it"

"Don't worry, Din."

There was the sound of a car horn that stopped right in front of Dina's house.

"That's the online taxi coming. I'll go home first." Ameera hugged Dina at a glance then walked out towards the courtyard.

Ameera immediately got into the car to somewhere to forget a little bit of the problem.

Ameera came to a place she had not visited for a long time. The beach where he used to entertain himself with Rangga. He walked alone on the sand letting the sweep of the waves wet his feet, while his right hand reached into his shoes.

He sat on the sand by the beach waiting for the sun to set. A trace of his memory of Rangga sprung up. If Ameera used to be sad, Rangga would always be there for her. Now Ameera feels completely alone.

I'll be a widow at 18. Inner Ameera

His eyes stared at the sun that was about to set without blinking. Hoping for the setting of the sun to immerse his heart.

Rangga, why did you let me marry that person. Why don't you prevent me.

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