The Substitute

The Substitute
Ice cream problem



Ameera's car stopped, Ozan came to open the car door for Ameera. As soon as Ameera came out, Ozan immediately hugged her tightly and showered Ameera's face with kisses. There was a huge sense of relief in his heart his wife returned safely. Ameera struggles with Ozan's sudden treatment.


"Darling, where are you from? Why go out on your own? You can ask between drivers." Said without taking off his embrace.


"What? Off!" Ameera rebels ask Ozan to release his embrace.


I feel disgusted at being touched by you. In your body is the woman's touch. The smell of perfume is even on your shirt.


Inner Ameera


"Huueekkkkk" Ameera felt like she was going to vomit. He held her neck. Nausea because she smelled another woman's perfume on her husband's body, which she believed was Naura's perfume. It made the fire in his heart burn even more.


"You why? Are you sick?" Ozan embraces Ameera's shoulder.


"Let GO...!" Ameera brushed aside Ozan's hand that was coiled around his shoulder. The girl opened the back door of the car and picked up two large bags of ice cream. Ozan took the initiative to help him carry the big bag. But Ameera refused.


"Don't, it's my ice cream!" Puckered his lips.


"Yes, baby I know it's your ice cream. I just want to help you get him in. That's heavy, right? " say Ozan


"No need, I can do it myself. "get into the house.


"So you went out alone just to get this much ice cream?" Ozan asked in astonishment as he followed Ameera's footsteps from behind.


"Yes. " Ameera answered briefly because she was getting upset.


Ramon, who was standing at the door, smelled his smile at Ozan's beard-firing behavior, and found his wife not at home. Ozan goes berserk and scolds everyone who lets his wife out alone at night. He even made Ramon panic. It turns out that the person in search is just out buying ice cream. If there were not many other Ozan subordinates there, Ramon would have laughed out loud laughing at Ozan's stupidity.


"Basic bucin acute. "inner Ramon


"Please help me keep this in the fridge. " Ameera said to a servant standing at the door.


"Well, lady" said the waiter, he took the large bag and was helped by Mr. Diman and took it to the kitchen to put it in the refrigerator. Ameera rushed into the house. Ozan and and Ramon glanced at each other at the door stunned to see the behavior of Ameera who went out of the house alone nights just to buy that much ice cream.


Ameera rushed up the stairs to her room. He wanted to soak in warm water immediately to relieve his fatigue.


"Lu can go home, Ram." Ozan told Ramon.


"It doesn't take anything else, do you?" Ask Ramon. Ozan replied with a head shake.


"Yes I've returned, yes" said Ramon as he stepped towards his car.


Ozan entered the house and walked up the stairs to his room.


Ameera was soaking in warm water, suddenly Ozan entered the bathroom. Ameera jumped in shock to see Ozan enter the bathroom using only a towel wrapped around his waist. Ozan took off his towel so that his innocent body appeared. He took a shower under the shower. Ameera sits in a bath up. Ameera shifted her eyes. Didn't want to see Ozan there without a thread.


Why did I forget to lock the bathroom door? Inner Ameera.


"Darling... would you like me to help you rub your back?" Ozan asked as soon as he finished his bath. The one asked was dreamy.


"Myk..."


"Ah.. yes...?" Ameera.


"You?" Asked Ozan who was drying his hair with a small towel.


"Ma... ma... What do you want?" Ameera.


"Do you want me to help you bathe?" Ozan's face is getting naughty. Ameera jumped up and heard Ozan's question. Ameera threw a sponge bath full of foam onto Ozan's face. Making Ozan snort annoyed with the absurd behavior of Ameera, who is always reflexively floating whatever is in his hand to Ozan's face.


"There go...!" Drive away ferociously.


"Based on the barbarian wife" Ozan murmured as he washed his face with foamy water, then came out of the bathroom.


For some reason every time I remember Naura and Ozan, Ameera becomes nauseous. His head suddenly throbbed.


Forget forget forget forget forget forget forget forget forget forget forget. Ameera's mind continued to say it but her heart grew even more coarse. He stomped his hands into a bath full of foam so that the foam splashed everywhere.


Soaking in warm water is useless. I'm getting upset it feels.


Ameera wakes up from her spoiled seat in the bath up towards the shower to rinse her body.


A few moments later Ameera finished her bath. He's changing clothes. Ozan sat in bed playing his cell phone. Ameera has not been paying attention to Ozan. Once he finished wearing his nightgown, he dried his hair with a hair dryer.


After he finished, Ameera went to bed and lay down on her back to Ozan. He wears a blanket covering his entire body. Ameera's feelings are mixed. Want to curse Ozan but he also knew from the beginning Ozan did not want him so it is natural that now Ozan back to his lover. What Ameera now has to do is prevent her from getting pregnant. So he stopped by the pharmacy to buy pills KB to prevent pregnancy.


The tears flowed from Ameera's eyes. I don't know why he's been so whiny lately. He felt this was not him. Usually he would not care about such things. Even today she misses the embrace of her husband. But his heart ached when he remembered Ozan and Naura together.


Ozan, unaware of his wife crying under the covers, is engrossed in playing online games on his phone with Ramon, who is far away. At times he is heard cursing the folly of Ramon if they lose to the enemy. Behind the profile of Ozan Chandra Jaya who is famous as the leader of a fierce and sometimes arrogant company, sometimes there is just his absurd behavior that if others see him, there is a, he wouldn't believe that it was Ozan.


"B*go lu Ram.." sounds Ozan cursing Ramon.


"Eh you're the bl*on don't go there. Dead you daunted" a voice of Ramon from across there who cursed back at Ozan.


He ignored me and was even engrossed in gaming. After being satisfied with her lover, now she feels no need for me. Aye right? I am nothing more than his lust. Inner Ameera


Ozan who had chosen to play online games to drive away his boredom waited for Ameera who was very long in the bathroom. Eventually, he got more and more engrossed in his cell phone.


Tok tok tok tok


The sound of knocking on the door sounded.


"Get in...!"


"Sorry young master, I brought the milk you ordered for the lady" said a waiter carrying a tray with a glass of milk.


"Put it there" pointed to the table without turning his head because it was still engrossed in his online game.


"Do you need anything else?"


"No, thank you. "


"Okay, excuse me" The waitress came out while closing the door again.


"Darling... Have you slept yet? Drink the milk first!" Said without looking at Ameera who was covered in a blanket.


Since Ameera is unmoved, Ozan turns off his phone and keeps it on the nightstand.


He held up a blanket that covered Ameera's head. Ameera closed her eyes.


Ozan smiled faintly. He showered every part of Ameera's face with a kiss until she woke up upset.


"What?" Ameera's annoyed touch.


"Drink the milk first." Ozan brought me a glass of milk that the waiter had brought. One thing Ameera wondered, every night before bed Ozan would force her to drink milk. Even though Ameera was asleep, she would wake her up just to drink milk.


"Darling, that's your eyes. Why?" Touching Ameera's face and watching Ameera's puffy eyes from crying.


"It's not a quagmire. My eyes are sleepy so." Giving an excuse with a thin tone, did not want Ozan to know that he had cried. An annoyed Ameera finished her milk with a single gulp. Ozan gulps his saliva watching Ameera drink milk. For him, that little thing alone has made Ameera look very sexy and arouse his passion for maleness. Soon Ozan awakens from his wild thoughts.


"Okay, sorry to wake you up. Sleep again, yeah!" Laying Ameera's body down and kissing her forehead once again.


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