I'm Not Your Enemy

I'm Not Your Enemy
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"Sir Rafa.." cried Amara.


For a moment the fighting stopped. Amara came closer to the car, her tears getting louder. Damar was surprised to see Rafa's car rolling and stopping on the sidewalk.


"Rafa," hept.


Damar shook, his legs seemed to waver. He ran towards Rafa's car which was emitting smoke and seemed to spark from the engine.


"Stop," cried Damar as he saw Amara advancing. Amara did not comment on Damar's words and continued to approach. Damar quickly grabbed Amara's body and took her away.


"Broom, let me go!" muttering Amara in the middle of her sobs.


"Shut up! You must survive, this is Micho's order. Rafa and I are following your suamin orders, Miss Amara!" emphatically.


Amara widened her eyes, Micho? Her husband asked for it? Then where is he? Damar took Amara away.


Suddenly several shots aimed at them made Amara scream hysterically. Carrying Amara's body, Damar tries to avoid the shot.


Meanwhile, the sparks in Rafa's car are getting bigger. Rafa who uses strong protection in the car is trying to get out. Panic filled his brain so that he had taken the wrong step.


Roy, take back the weapon that had fallen from his hand. He directs both his hands. One hand toward the sparks in the car, and the other toward Damar and Amara.


"One, two, ti..."


Dor,, the,,,


A...


All eyes were on the source of the voice, the old Roy seemed to be holding his chest and resting on his knees. The net was staring in the direction of the origin of the shot, and there was Micho Aditia Pratama his son.


"Micho," he said. Her tears flowed in between the pain she felt. His heart shattered to the point of watching his flesh blood try to finish him off.


Micho closed her eyes, her tears were also flowing. He raises his hand, charges Rafa's police to arrest everyone involved in the plot.


Micho walked over and approached Roy who was now smiling bitterly at her. The two men were crying for each other.


Roy closed his eyes, even the shot Micho gave him was not as painful as his inner wound. The shooting was not deadly.


"Ka-u nem-bak pa-pa, son?" her question was stamped. Micho took his papa's right hand. Kiss his papa's hand. His tears flowed in his hands.


"We broke even, pa. at that time papa shot me and saved me. This time I shot you, and I'll take you to the hospital. Along with the victims who were injured for your crimes. There are police who will escort papa, don't worry" Micho said. Roy seemed to lose consciousness and closed his eyes after hearing Micho's words.


Micho pointed her hand at the health worker who then carried her unconscious papa to the ambulance.


Amara got down from Damar's sling and ran towards Micho. Damar immediately approached Rafa's car which was evacuated by officers. Rafa, he suffered serious injuries and made Damar a little relieved because his best friend was not so worried even though he was unconscious.


Damar also saw a couple who had been in a car with Amara brought also to the ambulance.


While some of Roy's criminal gangs are fronted by the authorities.


Amara kept walking, Micho turned her steps looking towards his wife who was heading towards him. They stared at each other, Amara's heart seemed to melt. Millions of happiness loomed in his heart. Even the pounding of his heart was not Karuan.


Amara drags her steps, her body approaching the handsome man who wears a smile that always thrills her heart. Micho spread out both hands.


Micho took a few steps forward as Amara looked silent and wept, Micho rubbed his wife's cheek gently, wiping away the tears of amara that kept falling and slashing her heart. Micho tilted her face, observing the beautiful face that always haunted her mind.


"Didn't you miss me? Hey, I'm not your enemy. I'm not going to shoot you" Micho said.


Amara wiped away her tears and smiled and hugged Micho, the husband she longed for. Micho returned a warm embrace of his wife, gently rubbing his wife's shoulder with affection.


"I miss you, I miss you so much" said Amara. The raging taste made him sobbed in the warm embrace that was so comfortable.


"I miss you a lot too, baby." - Micho.


Damar and Zidan turned towards Amara and Micho. The two smiled at their happiness, despite the pain that slipped in Zidan's heart. At least he witnessed how much Micho loved Amara. He shot his own parents for his wife.


Amara took off her arms, Micho wiped her tears.


"Continued later tonight, I'll slowly look at our son" Micho whispered as she rubbed Amara's stomach. Micho squirms in front of Amara, kissing Amara's flat stomach.


Amara glared her eyes, did her husband know about her pregnancy? thought. Amara pulls Micho's hand so Micho stands up again, Amara puts her hand around Micho's neck. Holding back the tears that pushed her out.


Micho rubbed Amara's cheeks slowly, peeked at Amara's head several times and wrapped her hands around Amara's waist.


"Still want some fried rice without soy sauce?" micho asked, Amara took off Micho's embrace and looked at Micho. Amara shook her head strongly, holding onto both of Micho's cheeks.


"No, I'm afraid I'm angry and we're separated again. I won't trouble you, I promise," said Amara. Her tears were breaking, Micho closed her eyes. It hurt so bad to remember that time, he had not realized everything and snapped at Amara.


Micho rubbed the tears of Amara who continued to babble. Micho drew closer to Amara, grabbing her natural red lips. Gently pecking that lip made Amara stop talking.


Amara felt calm, separated a few nights made her unsettled and very sad. And now he feels comfort and happiness.


"I will obey all your requests, forgive me for being late to realize there is fruit of our love here" Micho said.


"I'm sorry I can't feel the presence of the fruit of our love, baby. I'm sorry, I love you. Even if you ask for fried rice without seasoning though I will obey" said Micho.


Amara pushes Micho's chest away because she is upset with Micho's answer.


Micho smiles and holds Amara's hand, Amara pushes Micho's chest again.


"Okay," Micho said as her gunshot wound hurt.


"Why are you? The wound still hurts?" Amara pulled Micho and wrapped her right hand around Micho's waist and her left hand gently rubbed Micho's chest.


Micho smiled and shook her head, she lifted her petite body and Amara wrapped her arms around Micho's neck.


"It hurts when you're away from you" Micho said, posting a smile on Micho's lips.


"Gombal," 😀😀😀 Og Amara.


"We're going to the hospital now, we're seeing our families get hurt because they're running you over. All of us check the contents," said Micho. Amara nodded slowly.


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