
If every day Ozan adds his love to Ameera, then another thing with Ameera who continues to try to reduce his love for Ozan. Since the nightclub drama, Ameera has always avoided Ozan. Even looking at Ozan's face, Ameera was reluctant.
As things stand tonight, Ameera is sitting next door in the living room watching TV with a big cup of ice cream in her hand . The girl did not care about her phone that had been ringing since. Making the person who made the call upset half dead.
"Why are you, face in that bend?" Ramon asked who saw Ozan looking annoyed at the screen of his phone.
"Today. " Answer Ozan briefly.
"Lu's causing trouble again?" Suspicious
"It wasn't me, he made it." Shift his eyes from the phone screen. Grab a cup of coffee on the table. Tonight Ozan and Ramon are overtime at the office. Ozan rests his head on his big chair while massaging the base of his nose. Sometimes his eyes were fixed on the file in front of him, but his thoughts were on his wife who had been acting strange for Ozan for a few days.
Once again Ozan tries to call Ameera's number, to inform her that he will be home late because of overtime. However, Ameera ignored her phone as soon as she saw the name of the caller on the phone screen. Ameera will pretend to be blind and deaf if on the phone screen appears the name. The girl did not even want to ruin her mood by hearing the voice she really missed.
As Ameera did not answer her call, Ozan called home.
"Miss, there's a call from the young master." A waitress came by to give her a phone plane.
"Hello..."
"Honey.. Where are you going? I called from earlier unanswered" Ozan's voice sounded across the street.
"I know, but I'm quiet." Greetings from Ameera
"Ah, her hp's in the room. I'm downstairs".
"Tonight I was overtime. Maybe home's a little night." Ozan's voice sounded lethargic.
Good, don't go home.
"alright. Happy working. Long overtime if necessary until morning." Sentences that sound like sulking but actually the purpose is really to get there. Ameera pressed the red button on the phone plane.
I also don't know, you overtime work or overtime your affair.
"Hello. halooo Ameera."
Ozan stared at his phone screen confused. He thought Ameera was sulking because she was going home late at night. He stared at the pile of files on the table.
"Ram, I'll continue tomorrow. I want to go home. The bini looks like a prank"
"Yes, you're a kebangetan, Zan. This is what the business is." Ramon Protests.
"There's still tomorrow, bro!" Ozan tries to persuade Ramon, but Ramon gets angry.
"Eh, don't mess with you, Zan. It's a big project. Don't let you fail our cooperation because of your unprofessionals." Ramon grunts resentfully at Ozan. Who is the boss here.
"Forget. My fate is very. In the house of the bini rambling here you ngomel." Sitting on the couch opposite Ramon. Ozan finally relented and continued his work.
Ozan took his phone on the table. Take a picture of the file with his phone camera, and then type a message.
"Darling, sorry I had to go overtime. You go to sleep first, yeah. Don't forget the milk in the drink. "the contents of Ozan's message sent to Ameera.
**
The clock shows at 11 p.m. The work was done by Ozan and Ramon. Now it's time to go home to each other.
"Go home you?" Ask Ramon. They are now in the elevator.
"Yes, I want to hang out where I am"
"Religion. Mending went home with a sneeze bini. "directly out when the elevator door opened.
Ozan was already sitting behind the wheel of his car when his phone rang with an unknown caller on the screen.
"Who else is this night phone? " rumbs Ozan. Not knowing the caller number, Ozan ignores it. He drove his car out of his office building.
"Suckers! Unanswered" Naura curses loudly at her phone screen. He was at a nightclub not far from Ozan's office.
"Why you?" Ask a man who was drinking with her.
"Ozan didn't answer my call" as he sipped a drink in front of him.
"Ozan your ex? Same married person, right?"
"Hmmm"
"That's when you told me to do it, right?"
"Yes..."
"Lu has to compensate me for that boy" the man protested.
"What loss do you mean, Ben?" Naura is confused
"Ozan's wife is barbaric. You know my place is destroyed with him" said the man who suddenly remembered the incident a few days ago, when he and his friends intend to prank Ameera but instead they are in the works exhausted by him.
"What about destroyed? He's just a kid. Can't what he's other than crying out I'm the same Ozan on the inside." Naura's tone seemed to belittle Ameera.
"My friends were beaten the same way he had to be rushed to the hospital. You know, at that time, you didn't see the mess here"
"Your time is the same temen you lost the same kid brother." Naura chuckles.
"Lu didn't see it. I am just horrified. Careful you're the same him. It could be in the grave alive you seduced her husband" warned Naura given how scary Ameera was when she was angry.
"Ozan belongs to me. He's the one who snatched Ozan from me "sobbed Naura. He was drunk again until he was unconscious. This was what made Hasan so dislike Naura. Hasan knew very well Naura was a heavy drinker who liked to drink.
***
Ozan has arrived home. When he reached the room, he found Ameera asleep. He turned on the room lights. Then sit on the side of the bed. Ozan grabs the blanket covering Ameera's face and smiles faintly at the adorable face of his wife.
Ozan turned his eyes to the table in the corner of the room. There was a glass of milk still intact. Ozan went down to the kitchen and made some more milk for Ameera because the milk on the table was cold.
"Ameera." Trying to wake Ameera up by shaking her shoulder. But the awakened did not budge. And as always, this is the only way to wake Ameera up with just a peck on her face until Ameera wakes up upset and drinks her milk with a single gulp.
After Ameera fell asleep again, Ozan went to the bathroom and changed his clothes. Somehow Ozan's innermost feelings said Ameera had changed a little. Lately Ameera often silenced him. Although sometimes unconsciously Ameera woke up in the middle of the night and asked Ozan to hug her. But the effectual attitude when being semi-conscious, is inversely proportional to when fully aware. Sometimes Ameera gets angry for no reason.
"Huuufftt. " Ozan breathed deeply. He looked at Ameera who was sleeping behind him.
Ozan fondly stroked Ameera's hair, kissed her forehead gently and whispered.
"I miss you, baby"
Ozan hugged Ameera's body behind him.