The Substitute

Key ring

Ameera snorted angrily at the ringing tone of her phone that had gone hundreds of times. Since arriving at the college, Ozan has been constantly calling him. The messages that came in were dozens.

"Is this a human being?" annoyed.

Again the phone sounded. Finally Ameera rejected the call from her husband and immediately turned off her phone.

"Bodo is very" he said later.

Ozan in the office panics when he finds Ameera's phone is no longer active.

"What's the matter what the hell?" mumbling slowly. Ozan glanced at the files on the table that were already piled up.

"Aaarrrrgghhhh..."

He glimpsed the clock on his wrist, already showing at 15:20 p.m. Ozan immediately continued his work, hoping to be finished before nightfall.

Ameera was at a cafe on the beach. Being enjoying young coconut ice with a view of the beach in the afternoon, waiting for the sunset.

It feels good to be a free person. My father used to look after me like a prison prisoner. Inwardly

Even after setting, the cold of the night began to penetrate the bone. While Ameera is still sitting on the beach pier watching the waves that are chasing. He also woke up from his daydream. He glimpsed the clock on his wrist.

"Haah... past seven o'clock at night, well why am I even daydreaming here?" he muttered as he grabbed the bag and walked towards the parking lot.

Ozan who had arrived home first was panicked, because the day was dark, but his wife had not returned. Many times he contacted Ameera's phone, but it was not connected. Ozan made the whole house panic with indignation unclear.

"Ram, I'm gonna go out and find Ameera."

"Don't wait for the info from my man. They're tracking Ameera again."

"Ah, lama... walk first" he said while walking out of the house. Ozan was about to get in the car when Ameera came in on his motorbike. He looked at Ameera with a panicked look mixed with annoyance.

"Myaaang.. Where the hell are you from?" ozan asked worriedly, trying to hide his frustration, but still visible.

"I ran out of young coconut ice on the beach. Why?"

"If you want something, you can say it to me. Don't go alone! Why is the phone not active?"

"Ah, it's like a lowbatt. Hehe. "Ameera answered punctuated with rarity. He was about to enter the house but Ozan held him.

"This is the key to the bike." asked Ozan while raising his hand.

"Make what?"

"Here..."

Without asking a lot Ameera gave Ozan the keys. When he saw the key in his hand Ozan gaped in disbelief.

What is this, the keychain?

"Ameera's... You purposely made your diamond necklace into a motorcycle keychain?" ozan asked, showing Ameera's necklace.

"Oh that. Why?"

Ask why.

"Ah, it's okay yank" he said, smiling strangely.

"Rather than not used, I made a keychain motor." said Ameera plain.

This brat. Where there is a diamond necklace made into a motorcycle keychain.

"Yank... Do you know the price of your new car?"

Ameera shook her head with her innocent face.

"Easy huh?"

"This canyon is priced on top of the car it knows." Ozan explained. While playing the diamond necklace in his hand.

Ameera chuckles to know that the diamond necklace Ozan gave them when they went to the top turned out to be very expensive.

"Where do I know it's expensive. Kan you who said the necklace is not expensive. "he said indifferently while walking into the house.

I don't feel guilty at all, this kid.

Ameera continued walking without concern for Ozan behind her, as if doing nothing wrong.

"Yes, you go up first, yeah. I need to be with Ramon."

Whatever! The report is the same RT.

Ameera had already climbed up the stairs, while Ramon had just come from the kitchen. Ozan throws the keys to Ramon, and he catches the storm.

"What do motor locks do?" ask Ramon to Ozan. Ramon wants to throw it back at Ozan, but his eyes are wide open to see the key chain of the bike.

"Buset. This is the diamond necklace you ordered specifically for Ameera."

"Magic bini lu. The motor costs 20millions of milliaran key chains. Wow. I'm amazed." said Ramon while shaking his head.

"She said, rather than not being used, mending became a keychain. Haha... Yes, that woman is like that Bini. How could he think a diamond necklace was cheap?" ozan was punctuated by laughter. Very worried about his wife's behavior. Ramon chuckled. He was once the victim of Ameera's fad.

Ramon took the necklace off the motor key and put it on the table.

"Prepare for your work more than now. I think he's still a real grudge against you."

Ozan was silent for a moment, he realized his mistake to his wife.

"It's okay, the important thing is that he doesn't run away from home anymore" he said, leaning his head against a chair.

"I went home first."

After Ramon's departure, Ozan goes to the kitchen to ask the waiter to prepare dinner for Ameera.

****

"Bim.. I have an important task for you" Ozan said as he approached the guard post.

"Yes, Young Master."

Ozan handed Ameera the key to the driver.

"Throw that bike away from here." Ozan said.

"Back off, Young Master?" bima asked, he wanted to make sure if his ears were not misheard.

"Yes throw it away, tomorrow morning I don't want to see the bike is still in this house" Ozan said.

"But where should I throw it?"

"Take the question, yes it's up to you. If you need to drown in the Bermuda triangle so that it is sucked into the earth's crust. Make sure my wife can't find that bike again. "

"Baa... Okay, I'll throw it out tomorrow morning."

"Don't tomorrow morning. Do it quietly tonight. And remember, don't let my wife know I told you to throw it away." Ozan's tone sounded a little like a serious threat.

"If you ask where the bike is, what should I answer?"

"Say it was stolen, or something. Whatever!"

"Good."

Where could the reason be stolen. The house is guarded for 24 hours.

"Do it well and in secret" he said later. He had walked into the house while Bima was still in a mess with the orders of his boss who told him to discard the motor quietly.

"He told me to throw the bike away like throwing a body away. Careful and secret. Why should we go to the Bermuda triangle to throw it away." the chauffeur grumbled.

****

Ozan had entered the room, finding Ameera already curled up under the covers. He went to the bathroom and changed his clothes. Ozan then lies down next to Ameera. He stroked his wife's face and kissed her forehead very carefully so as not to wake up and scold her. Ozan pulls the blanket and sleeps on Ameera's back.

Not long after...

Ameera opened her eyes slowly. He sat back and looked at Ozan's back.

Why am I so sad she sleeps behind me. I am still in the process of revenge.

Ameera crawled up, about to peek, saw the face of Ozan who had fallen asleep. Then she leaned back like she thought of something occasionally glancing at her husband's back. He was seen patting her on the cheek several times, closing his eyes while shaking his head. As if to tell himself not to think.

He also slipped into the blanket. Shifting his body little by little so that his movements were like caterpillars. She shifted closer to Ozan's body until she clung, wrapped her arms around her waist and buried her face on her husband's back.

Hmmm...

Ameera tightened her embrace unconsciously. While a faint smile appeared on Ozan's lips. He chose not to move, if Ameera knew she had not slept, Ameera would have dodged her and she would have been in the position of the blame.

Shortly thereafter, I heard a sigh. Ozan laughed and turned around. Ameera was crying with her hands around Ozan's waist.

"Iaaang... You cry? Why?" tanyanya gently. He cupped Ameera's face and kissed her all over her face as he usually does.

"You want to eat something?" ask again. Ameera answered with a headband.

"This is why crying?" while wiping away the tears of Ameera that flowed on her cheek.

"You're evil." said Ameera in a sobbing.

"I'm sorry yank. I've been bad about you lately, I've made you sick, I've left you alone, I know I'm wrong. I'm so sorry." persuaded Ozan while tightly hugging Ameera's body, while continuing to wipe her hair and back. Occasionally give a soft kisses frowned upon. While Ameera was washed away in her husband's warm embrace, a thin grin appeared at the corner of her lips.

Have I gone crazy? I had to pretend to cry just to get this hug.

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