The Substitute

How rich he is

"Sir... Which motor is it? Why isn't it in the garage?" ameera asked Bima who was drinking coffee at the guard post.

Die me. What to answer now.

"motor? I don't know, Miss. I haven't seen him this morning." I suspect.

"Where, huh? I parked there last night." Ameera pointed to the location where she parked her motorbike.

"Why don't you use the car. Wasn't yesterday the young master bought a new car for you."

"No. The car is so ugly."

Whahuh? Uglier. That's a limited edition luxury car, miss.

"Find my bike. It's gotta be around this house."

Some security officers were forced to participate in a rock-hiding drama made by Ozan. Ameera has started to feel annoyed because the bike has not been found as well.

Ozan came out of the house dressed. He saw Ameera pacing in front of the door.

Haha he must be crunching around looking for his bike.

Ozan even approached Ameera with his plain face made-up.

"Why the hell? From back and forth like an ironing?"

Do not-don't humans be-this incident that cumpetin.

"You must be the one who bumped the motor."

"Loh... Why me anyway?"

Bima and several other officers came to Ameera.

"Miss, the motor doesn't exist. Looks like someone stole it."

"stolen? How are you guys? There was a time when thieves broke into this house. You're on guard 24 hours. I want to see the CCTV footage."

Ozan chuckled, already starting to rile, could be dangerous if Ameera to see the recording cctv. Bima glanced at Ozan and was immediately met with intimidating sharp shots. His gaze seemed to say, I'll finish you off if I get caught.

"Yank. Maybe the thief thinks your bike is made of diamonds. Your own fault is too conspicuous, the key chain of the motor is just a diamond necklace. Want to show off that you're rich?" said Ozan. He was trying to distract Ameera by talking recklessly. Upset at being insinuated, Ameera stomps on Ozan's feet hard.

"Ouuhhh my leg." Ozan grimaces slowly. While Bima and friends held back their laughter. Seeing his master being slaughtered by his own wife.

"Miss, the CCTV is broken. Not been repaired. How about Miss just get in the car."

"Yes, right. Take the car, yank. Not overheated. Do I want to take you?" persuade Ozan.

"No. Where's the car keys?" the door raised a hand. Ozan reached into his pants pocket to take the car keys and give them to Ameera.

With an annoyed face, he left Ozan who was still there.

"Bima.. don't let Ameera know I told you to throw the bike away."

I could have sauteed soy sauce if he knew this was my doing.

"Good."

***

Ameera drove the car slowly. He is still thinking about where his bike went. Until he finally found an idea. He looked left-right all the way until he found a motorcycle marketing outlet. He stopped there, asking for a brochure.

I just bought a new bike. My husband has a lot of money. There's also a point in my father setting me up with him. I can take the money. Hehe

Ameera is still looking at some types of motorcycles in the brochure. His eyes caught sight of the price. His materialistic soul thrashed. She was guessing how rich her husband was. The innocent Ameera even forgot to drive a limited edition luxury car.

My poverty soul cannot guess how rich he is. Is he richer than Rangga?

"Why am I thinking about Rangga, huh?"mumbling slowly.

Ameera immediately drove her car to campus. And sure enough, upon entering the campus, he became the center of attention. His tomboyish appearance was not very synchronous with his vehicle.

***

Cjg Building

"Nih... data that you asked for." said Ramon while handing over some photos and biodata some men.

"What the hell." asked Ozan.

"You asked for that time."

"Gue asked for what?"

"That's the jerk who bullied your baby at Si Ben's club..." Ozan also read the profiles of the three men one by one. His hands clenched, already an aura of anger came out from his face considering that the man was trying to harass his wife.

"Lu bring them in front of me last night. I want to give them a bonus."

Ramon shuddered in horror, guessing what Ozan would do to the men.

"Including The Ben?"

"Whoever is involved" he said annoyed.

"Lu really want to? Bini you've made them break bones loh. Want you to do them again?"

"Lu just bring them all here. Or kumpulin at Ben's club. Let's all. "

"Yes already. I will arrange. Would you like to have lunch?"

"Antar here for lunch. I'm just lazy to come out."

Ramonpun immediately called someone to take lunch to Ozan's study.

In the evening Ozan and Ramon visit Beni's nightclub. Ramon had told Beni to gather three friends who were harassing Ameera at the time.

"That's me, Zan. I really don't know if he's your wife, you... Naura told me to play." said Ben, hugging Ozan's leg, begging Ozan to stop beating him. While three of his friend's men were already lying helpless on the floor, after Ozan vent his anger. Ramon has been a spectator since.

"So if it's not my wife, you're just kind of harassing women."

"Gue promise, I won't repeat it to anyone. Please forgive me, anyways that time your wife is okay. Even the three of them who were pounded by your wife until they entered the hospital." He's still curled up, kneeling in Ozan's legs. However, it looks like Ozan has not finished his anger. He'll still torture Ben if Ramon doesn't stop him.

"Wake you...!" ozan.

Ben was made to tremble. He could not even stand up anymore.

"That's enough, Zan!" said Ramon. He held onto Ozan's arm, which was ready to throw his fist at Ben's face.

"Please. I'm not full yet!" He threw Ramon's hand. However, Ramon again held his arm. Ramon runs out of ideas on how he can get Ozan to stop his madness. Suddenly an idea came to his mind. He whispered in Ozan's ear.

"Ameera called. He said he misses you."

Sure enough, Ozan's face immediately sparkled to hear Ramon's lies, he seemed to be bewitched and immediately forgot all his emotions. He also pushed Ben's body to stagger on the floor.

"Lu's lucky this time!" he said to Ben. Ozan was immediately out of the club leaving Ben and some men who have been battered. Ramon crouched in front of Ben. A thin grin appeared on his lips.

"Sorry yes bro. My boss is crazy when it comes to his bin. You send your account number to me. Later I transfer your hospital fees and your losses due to this mess. Temen you guys." he said as he left Ben.

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