The Substitute

New car

In the morning Ameera opened her eyes slowly. His body squirms slowly. As usual there will be a stocky hand coiled over his stomach. He tried to get rid of the hand, making the owner wake up.

"Dear to love" said Ozan as he kissed his wife's forehead. Ameera's shaking pushes Ozan's body.

"Don't look for opportunities, yeah! Are we better yet? I haven't said I've forgiven you" Ameera said grimly. Then he got up to the bathroom. Ozan was only able to furrow his eyebrows in the face of his wife's behavior.

Fucking barbarians. His speech and behavior are always not synchronous. Obviously last night he was spoiled asking in the hug. Now the anger is unclear. Was he delirious last night?

Ozan got out of bed to go downstairs.

"Mom, did the car I ordered come?" ozan asked one of the drivers who was having breakfast in the kitchen. Last night after reading the letter of agreement made by Ameera, Ozan immediately called one of his friends who owned a car dealer and ordered a car for Ameera.

"Yes, Young Master! The car arrived early in the morning. Now it's in the parking lot" he replied.

"alright. Continue breakfast. I'll see the car first." Ozan immediately heads to the parking lot to check on the car he ordered for Ameera.

"Lumayan anyway." he said when he saw a luxury car in the parking lot. He also tried to drive a car around his spacious yard.

Soon, Ramon came to Ozan who had just finished a test drive.

"A new car?" ask Ramon.

"Yes, I ordered Si Bini. "the answer was short.

"When your parking lot is full, why do you order the car again. You just love one of them. On the idle as well." said Ramon.

"The others throw it away. Nobody wears either." Keep checking the inside of the car.

"About you, it's like a sultan from what planet it is."

"Bodo. If this is in accordance with the character of the girl. It's bulletproof, too, so it suits the Bini." he continued. He entered the house, followed by Ramon behind him. "Lu have breakfast first, I want to take a shower" Ozan said later.

"Hmmmmm. "

By the time Ozan came into the room, Ameera had finished her bath. He was choosing clothes in his closet. Ozan immediately undressed and picked up a towel and went into the bathroom.

Not long after, Ozan came out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist. I was surprised to see the view in front of him. He walked over to Ameera who was standing in front of the dresser. Ozan rounded his eyes, his mouth gaping as if in disbelief.

"Yank... Why are you?" Ozan asked without blinking. His eyes scoured Ameera's body every inch of it.

"Why me?" ask back.

"Where did you pick up this shirt? How to tear up these pants with the same shirt?" tanyanya while twisting Ameera's body, paying close attention to the appearance of his wife who he thinks is like a market thug. Blue jeans with a few tears on their knees and a t-shirt attached to their body.

"Anyway by the way. These are my old clothes. I came home yesterday to get a suitcase."

"Haah..so the suitcase you brought was this?" he asked as if in disbelief.

"Yes... cool right? This trend young people know. I was young. You know young fashion, you're old!" smiling continued to pay attention to his appearance from the reflection of the mirror.

"Yes, the elders are very yank. I'm just a seven-year-old difference doank from you. That's normal." Ozan denied.

"That's an old name."

Their discussions began to spread everywhere. From clothes to age.

"Would you change clothes?" ozan said later.

"Religion. You signed the agreement last night. Point four, don't ban anything. I like dong! Hehe. "he said in a circle of weirdness.

"But yank. Later you will be mistaken for market thugs as well as people. "

"Bodo very." he replied indifferently. Then Ameera went to the sofa, about to put on her shoes.

When they finished, Ozan and Ameera went downstairs for breakfast.

"Eh, there's brother Ramon. Good morning!" greet Ameera with great enthusiasm.

"Morning.." he said. Ramon who was engrossed in breakfast was shocked when he saw Ameera. He watched Ameera from toe to toe. Ramon codes Ozan by moving his head like asking what's wrong with Ameera. But Ozan just answered by shrugging his shoulders. Ameera immediately sat down and started breakfast. During breakfast, Ozan and Ramon kept their eyes on Ameera, occasionally coding each other. However, Ameera was very indifferent even though Ozan and Ramon did not take their eyes off her. Even some of the servants were surprised by Ameera's appearance.

"Yank. This is your new car key." Ozan reached out his hand giving the car keys. They're already on the front page.

"New car?"

"Yes, I bought you a car. Let you everywhere be good. The car "marks it on a red luxury car.

"Are the cars in this house less?"

"Yes, that's the car I ordered specifically for you, not thank you."

"No ah. I'm going to the campus on that bike. "point it on a matic motorcycle. Early in the morning he asked Bima to prepare a motorcycle parked in the garage.

"Yank. But don't overdo it either. You're pregnant again, riding a motorcycle anyway. If you're why-why?" Ozan is frustrated to face Ameera who is acting increasingly strange.

"You're saying I'm weird?" Ameera began to stir up emotions.

"Mom.no yank.oah how the hell is that." Ozan scratches his head.

Forgive me. It's my son who wants a lot what a strange mother he is.

"Yes yes..your choice is to ride in a car what am I taking?" Ozan raised his voice. He began to lose his patience. Ameera simply fell silent and her eyes were already teary. Seeing his wife almost cry made Ozan confused.

It's wrong again, right?

Ozan approached Ameera and hugged her. "Darling. I don't want you to be with our child why-why. You can ask for whatever you want. But don't ride the bike, yes, "he said softly. However, Ameera he alone makes Ozan even more confused.

"Please. Don't hug! I was just pregnant. Not very sick." Ameera pushed Ozan's body back a few steps.

"Yes yank. You can ride the bike. But be careful." and eventually Ozan gave up too. No idea how to deal with his wife.

"Really?" tanyakanya. Ozan answered with a nod of his head.

Ameera smiled triumphantly. He greeted Ozan by kissing the back of his hand and then immediately took a seat on the bike, before turning on the engine, he turned to look at Ozan.

" Hit La Vista, baby! " said Ameera, winking her eyes.

Ameera immediately drove her motorcycle out of the yard.

"Basic Ababil... Assalamu aleikum yng bener!" he shouted as Ameera began to drift away.

Ozan then immediately boarded the car that had been waiting for him.

"Ram, follow Ameera! Keep the distance. Do not let Ameera realize we follow. "he asked Ramon who was sitting in the steering wheel.

"Why isn't Ameera under control?"

"The whole story, Ram. Cepet road! " Ramon also drove a car following Ameera from a safe distance so as not to be caught.

"That's a big deal about pregnant women. His behavior is getting weird. Unhappy, spoiled, slightly scolding, crying wrong, a dearest turn suddenly turned fierce." Ozan grumbled as he watched Ameera in front there.

"Not much protest. It's you who made your wife pregnant. So take the risk."

During the journey following Ameera, Ozan tells Ramon all the strange behavior of Ameera who made a letter of agreement that the contents make no sense. Ramon laughed out loud at Ozan's grievances. Inevitably, an Ozan Chandra Jaya could fall completely to Ameera. Though initially, the man desperately refused when they were betrothed. Sometimes love can enslave someone. Although Ozan himself did not want to admit that his heart was submissive to the figure of Ameera. However, his treatment of his little wife represented all his feelings of love.

After Ameera arrived at the campus, they continued their journey to the office.