I'm Not Your Enemy
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"Mas, I have to make a calculation with you" exasperated Amara.

Amara parked her car in front, she turned to look at Olive who was smiling at her, she also smiled even though she felt arrogant. With a forced smile Amara asked Olive to come down immediately. The happy-looking little girl got out of the car and waited for Amara by the door.

"Look we come in" Amara took the little hand of her niece, and her left hand stood against the food. They walked down the hallway and took the elevator to the 25th floor. After exiting the elevator, they walked to where Micho's apartment was located.

Amara opens the door with an access card provided by Micho. He looked at his beloved husband who was reading a magazine in silence. It was clear that her husband looked angry.

Amara stepped slowly, Micho who heard footsteps that began to approach her immediately closed the magazine and put it on the table. He looked up and observed 2 beautiful women in that generation. Micho stood up and looked towards them.

"Siang Uncle," said Olivia as she ran towards Micho. Micho smiled and spread out both hands. Olive smiled broadly as Micho now carried her and placed it on her shoulder.

"So did you ask aunty to pick you up?" ask Micho. Olive smiled revealing her teeth.

"I miss aunty, can't I?" tanyakanya. Amara puts a crack on the table and stares at the warm conversation between Micho and Olivia. How could he be that close to Oliv?

"I was racing" said Olivia. Micho scrunched her forehead and looked at Amara who seemed to be looking at her sharply.

"Roads, honey?" ask Micho enthusiastically.

"Hem, and always aunty winner," said Olivia smiling proudly.

"Winner?" ask Micho again. He was furious waiting for a long time, starving, and calling even got no answer. Then, his beautiful wife was even racing? Micho lowered Olivia and looked at her lovingly.

"Darling, you play there first. Uncle wants to give aunty a prize for winning the race" Micho said as he glanced at Amara.

"Ready uncle," replied Olivia then running into the playroom.

Micho looked at Amara with cold eyes, she took off her suit and put it on the sofa. Amara just silently looked at Micho who was ignoring her. Micho folded the sleeves of the shirt and loosened her tie, making Amara step back.

Micho stepped forward and followed Amara's step back.

"What do you want, mom?" amara asked a little scared. Micho kept getting close so Amara stuck to the wall. Micho's hands were on Amara's right and left, locking the motion of his beautiful wife.

"I told you at home, didn't you hear me?" micho asked while whispering in Amara's ear.

"I picked up Olivia" said Amara firmly.

"Why not tell, or just answer my call? Mrs?" micho asked as he rubbed Amara's smooth cheeks. Made Amara close her eyes and micho let out her thin smile. A few hours of not meeting made him feel homesick for the beautiful figure in front of him.

Amara opens her eyes and pushes Micho's body.

Amara makes a move until Micho takes off her shackles. Micho shook her hand, parried Amara's hand and twisted her until now Amara was in front of her. They were facing in a direction, Micho's left hand locked both Amara's hands behind, and her right hand was on Amara's shoulders.

"It seems that you really like me in danger," Amara made a gesture, turning her elbow back to Micho's chest. Micho takes her hand off Amara.

"Where is it like that?" ask Micho.

Amara turned her body, the two facing each other. I don't know, to uncover love feels silly for both of them even though they have done it before. Micho reached out her right hand to Amara's waist, carrying her in a warm embrace. This position made Amara feel an irregular heartbeat.

"My answer, why didn't you tell me?" ask Micho. His firm hand gently rubbed Amara's shoulder. Amara fell silent, trying to calm the turmoil of the feeling that raged in her heart.

"What's keeping you from lifting it?" ask Micho again. Amara took off Micho's embrace, staring fixedly at a handsome face full of wounds due to a fight some time ago. Amara draped her arm around Micho's neck.

"What am I doing? Hem's? I didn't even do anything" asked Micho, slipping Amara's hair into her ear.

"Don't do anything you say?!" snapped Amara. Amara shook her head slowly, trying to get out of Micho's embrace but could not.

"Sending people to follow me and chase after me, made me almost wretched so I couldn't pick up my phone. Who would it be if it wasn't you?" amara said with a sharp look.

Micho returned a gaze from his wife in shadyness. Looking at 2 beautiful eyeballs that are able to captivate his heart.

"What do you mean?" ask Micho slowly.

Amara took a long breath. It's hard to believe all this. How can Micho still ask what's going on?

"What kind of empty mouth are you saying, Mr Micho? Don't be afraid don't know, you're the one who sent the bodyguard to scare me? You can be angry because I'm out of the house. But not so good?" ask Amara. His head looked up because Micho was taller than him.

Micho touched Amara's cheek. Her smile grew, but her heart ached because Amara accused her of something she did not do.

"I'm really not doing anything, I'm hungry, honey. You haven't eaten in the morning and you're not home. How can I be silent? I'm worried about you,"

"Worrying you said? how come? You almost hurt me. I brought Olive, what if she's okay?" ask Amara. His face looks dirty.

Micho gave a faint smile as her right hand raised Amara's chin. Look at that beautiful face with love. Amara looked nervous and bowed her head.

"I didn't do anything, honey." Micho took a few steps forward and brought her face closer to Amara, Amara looked up again. Seeing the pinkish ripe lips that had been kamit kamat made Micho tempted.

"Are you sure you didn't do anything?" ask Amara.

"What can I do to make you believe me?" ask Micho. Amara closed her eyes. Micho doesn't seem to be lying. Then who are they?

"Those who always come to help you, using yellow headbands, those who are always there when you are. Who are they if not your people?" ask Amara while pushing the chest of Micho's field. However, Micho again grabbed his wife's waist.

"I don't know them" Micho said.

"Where are there coincidences that are repeated frequently? I'm sure they're your men. Several times I've seen them along with you, to be honest, why?" snapped Amara. Now his emotions are starting to rise.

"Where is it like that. How could I possibly harm you? Hey I love you, dear," Micho said sincerely, making Amara chuckle and beehambur into Micho's arms.

Micho let out a long sigh, feeling relieved when Amara was able to control her emotions. However, there were many questions running through his brain. Who're they? They were always there when Micho needed them. But, why do they seem to be stalking Amara?

Micho pushed Amara slowly, looking at the beautiful face that was now looking up at her.

"Trust me, I don't know them. I'll take care of all this" Micho assured.

Amara fell silent. While Micho who could not stand the lips of Amara who had teased him. Now Micho snatched the pinkish-flavored lips and made a small bite. Amara, who was surprised, returned her husband's warm kiss. They express emotions with love. Eliminate tightness with dear. I hope Olive doesn't see it.

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