The Substitute

Horror movie

Ameera is relaxing by sitting in the family room while watching a horror movie. His eyes rounded without blinking, his hands trembling slightly. Occasionally he jumped when frightening scenes appeared. Eat a cake to reduce tension. Ozan came from behind without Ameera noticing. He whispered spoiled in Ameera's ear.

"I'm who..."

"Au'dzu billahi minash syaithonir rojiim." Pekik Ameera's. He jumped in shock at the whisper in his ear, making his hair stand up. The cake plate in his hand reflexed in his direction to Ozan's face, so that Ozan's face was full of cream cake.

"What the hell are you yank... You think I'm a demon?"

"Oh.. man anyway, I think the chucky doll came out of the tv" Ameera said, wiping her chest. His heart seemed to come out so surprised.

"This handsome is what chucky thinks."

"Dwelling... Narcissists have to be there too, right?"

Ozan snorted in annoyance, arguing with Ameera as if endless. He took a tissue on the table and cleaned the cream on his face. He sat down next to Ameera. She confidently embraces Ameera's shoulder, eating Ramon's lie that Ameera called because she missed him.

Ameera wavers as Ozan suddenly embraces her. He reflexively thrust his five-fingered unity into Ozan's face.

"Aauuhh... " Ozan grimaced holding his cheek.

"Eat him do not be careless. It's good to play hug. Are we any better?" ameera said while shifting her sitting position to the corner of the chair.

"Can bonyok my face long. You want your husband to be ugly?"

"Bodo.." replied Ameera with a chuckle.

"Some of you are the one who calls.he said kangen, I just help treat your longing" he said, wiping his cheeks that felt numb.

"When do I call too? There's a limit, too, right?"

"Ramon bill..." Ozan hung up his words.

Fuck the Ramon. He must have lied to me.

Ozan's face was already red to realize Ramon's lies that made him embarrassed in front of his wife. He took out a flat object from his pants pocket and typed a message and sent it to Ramon.

"Maha." Ramon laughed heartily at the message Ozan had sent.

"Mamp*s lu!" he was punctuated by a thunderous laugh. He did not reply to Ozan's message because he knew his boss was very upset by his behavior. Perhaps Ramon is the most brazen subordinate on the face of this earth. He is Ozan's only subordinate who is the bravest and most disrespectful to him, of course only when alone.

Ozan glanced at the brochure paper located on the table then picked it up. He furrowed his eyebrows when he saw the contents of the brochure.

Motorcycle sales brochure. He would not buy a new motorbike. Pimply.

"This is what yank?" tanyanya while paying attention to the picture of brochures one by one.

"Brochure..."

"I know yank, it's a brochure, but what's it for?" Ozan is starting to get angry. He began to guess in his heart.

"Yes, look at the motor. I'm gonna buy a new bike."

"What do yank do? I've already bought you a car." asked in an anxious tone. It feels like Ozan wants to bite Ameera so anxious.

"I want a motor!" Ameera replied no less fierce.

"And you're pregnant, yank... Dangers of riding a motorcycle. If you why-why how?" Ozan tried to persuade as gently as possible so that Ameera canceled her intention to buy a motorcycle.

"Why not why. I'm riding a motorcycle, not fighting."

Ozan gave a rough sigh. Arguing with Ameera right now would be endless. She had to give up a lot considering Ameera was pregnant. Ozan then goes to the room leaving Ameera who is still engrossed in watching horror movies. He then contacted Ramon and asked him to call all motorcycle dealers in the capital to blacklist Ameera. His excessive worry made him act crazy.

"Just call all the motor showrooms in the city. Get them Ameera's black list. Don't let Ameera actually buy a motor."

"Eh crazy. if you want to give the task about dong. You think the motorcycle showroom in this town is a little?" Ramon grumbles at Ozan's command that feels beyond normal human common sense.

"Bodo. Anyway you do what I tell you" he said as he closed his call. Ramon cursed loudly at Ozan when he heard the tone of the call cut off.

***

The next day...

Ameera has been in and out of motorcycle dealers several times, but no one wants to sell him a motorcycle for various reasons that he thinks do not make sense. Ramon is really doing the job Ozan gave him.

At least ten dealers have confirmed Ameera's arrival on Ramon.

"Where's Ram?" asked Ozan in between his busy life.

"Berez... Ameera would not buy a motorbike."

"Good." he said with a satisfied smile.

"Kualat you ngerjain bini you are pregnant."

"Well that's you know. The Bini is pregnant again, yes I have to permit him to ride a motorcycle ? You know he's got the bike. You've seen it for yourself."

"Ah. lu is overprotective. I think it's standard that he drives a motorcycle."

While Ameera who is out there has started to get upset. He was tired of walking around but did not get what he wanted.

"Am I asking to buy it as a human being so that's the case, yes. But I'm proud to say it. I could lose my pride. But..how do I buy the bike." murmured Ameera.

He immediately drove his car to the Chandra Jaya Group office. While behind him was a bodyguard car that followed him secretly.

Ameera soon arrived at her husband's office.

So this is his office. But which room.

Ameera approached the reception desk to ask about her husband's room.

"Excuse me, I want to see Mas Ozan" Ameera said.

"Sorry, have you made an appointment. If you want to meet Mr. Ozan must make an appointment first." said a female receptionist. He watched Ameera from the tip of the foot to the tip of the head. He did not know at all if the girl in front of him was the wife of his boss.

"But I there needs to be important, please yes..."

"Sorry. I can't. Have to make an appointment first."

The two receptionists even spoke in a sharp tone to Ameera. One of them contacted security officers to ask for help bringing Ameera out of the building. Shortly after, two security officers arrived. Luckily one of them recognized Ameera.

"Miss, what are you doing here?" ask a man in a black uniform.

"Sorry sir, this girl wants to see Mr. Ozan. But haven't made an appointment, please take it out." The receptionist spoke a little too loudly to Ameera.

"Sorry Miss for the inconvenience, it seems like they don't recognize you. Come, I'll take you to Mr. Ozan's room." take the man.

"But sir, this lady hasn't made an appointment yet."

"Why make an appointment. This is Miss Ameera, Mr. Ozan's wife."

The receptionist looked surprised. His face had even paled and his body was already trembling. How he asked the security officer to expel the boss' wife from the office.

"I'm sorry, Miss. I don't recognize you" he said in a trembling voice.

"Ah, it's okay." Ameera replied briefly.

The security guard escorted Ameera to the elevator.

*****

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