
"Why is that time?" ask Micho enthusiastically. Curiosity rippled in his chest. The shadow of an incident slipped in his brain. And he recalled the kidnapping a few months ago.
Amara quickly shifted her gaze and looked outwards.
"Darling, what happened back then?" micho asked while kissing Amara's stomach. Amara felt amused and kept Micho's face away from her stomach. Making her husband sit up and look at her with shady eyes.
"It's just a small wound, it doesn't matter, does it?" tanya Amara then got up and walked to the balcony of the room. Micho followed Amara's steps who now looked at the vast sky.
Micho stood behind Amara and wrapped her hands around Amara's waist, placing her chin on her smooth white shoulder. Amara turned her body. The happy sparkle looks from the two eyeballs that collide with each other.
"Why not answer? I just want to know, what's so important about this wound that you hide it?" micho asked in a heavy hoarse voice while rubbing Amara's smooth cheeks.
"Is it so important for you to know, dear Mr Micho?" amara asked as she looked at Micho's sharp eyes, which were now staring at her as if intimidating her.
"That's so important to me, dear Miss Amara" Micho said coldly. The shadow of the incident at the airport at that time controlled his brain. The girl who had been involved in a fight back then was still a mystery to him and he wanted to ascertain if it was Amara? Remembering the incision wound was exactly the same as the incision wound belonging to Amara.
The curiosity appeared and tore his heart apart as he recalled the gaze the masked girl looked at him. And at the same time he witnessed Amara sitting under a tree with make up menor which at that time made him very disgusted.
Micho looked at Amara and observed every inch of Amara's face, Micho closed his eyes and recalled how shrewd the girl attacked while in her arms. Micho opened her eyes and stared intently at Amara as she remembered the incident in which Amara was working with Zidan at the time to subvert the enemy.
Amara felt a cold aura within Micho. Micho lifted Amara's chin. Love, curiosity, emotion, happiness all spilled in his mind and stifled his chest. It made Amara feel Micho's body shaking tremendously.
Amara's tears flowed profusely, how could the usually gentle Micho now appear cold and unable to hold herself back just because of the wound? Amara fell silent.he refused to talk.
"Say Now, what's that wound?" ask Micho lirih but insist. Amara fell silent, Micho brought her face closer to Amara and leaned her face.
With a quick movement Micho grabbed Amara's chin. Silencing Ranum's lips with a soft and strong kiss. Immediately Amara gawked and pushed Micho's body slowly.
"Say now, or will I kiss you for a little longer?" micho asked slightly softened not as cold as before, making Amara's face red.
"What's in it for you? This is none of your business" said Amara, who was still reluctant to answer. Micho re-exposed her face and made Amara take a few steps back.
"Stop, don't come any closer. Yes I will say Mr. Micho forcibly," said Amara looking annoyed, it is good to be honest.
Micho smiled faintly, he took two steps forward and placed his 2 hands on his wife's shoulders.
"Say now!" micho said again.
"It's a knife cut because I helped a child at the airport" Amara said.
Deg, man,
Micho's heart was hit by a huge rock, how could it be? So all this time that woman was Amara? Why did she close her eyes and always judge Amara with negative judgment? If the girl is Amara, then why is Amara under the tree with make up menor? What is Amara going to the airport for? Was he purposely to meet her?
"That's all? Then, why did you go to the airport that night?" ask Micho again. Amara was silent, cook yes she had to say if she wanted to see Micho's face? Embarrassing right? thought.
"Do I want to kiss again so you can answer?" ask Micho. Amara was a little furious, she pushed Micho's body slowly again.
"I went there looking for fresh air" said Amara slowly.
Micho smiled faintly, she took a few steps closer to Amara. Amara retreats, until she is locked by a wall and locked by Micho's sturdy arm. Micho stared fixedly at the face in front of her. Amara could not move, she could not escape. His face was very close to Micho.
"Is that right?" micho asked right next to Amara's ear. Micho's breath was felt in her ears. Micho's scent made Amara's heart beat irregularly.
Amidst the shock over Micho's question, Amara closed her eyes. Trying to think every word he would say. And she always asked, what truth is her husband looking for? Does he want to make fun of her if he says to the airport to see her?
"I,"
"You what?" micho asks as Amara struggles to force Micho to let him go.
"Don't expect to get away from me before answering, Miss." said Micho and made Amara sigh.
"I'm..."
"What?"
"Why force it so much?What's in it for you?" amara dongkol.
"Tell me, is it hard to tell me?" micho said he would not lose. Amara is confused by Micho's attitude. Inevitably Amara tried to rack her brain.
"Yes, yes I want to see you! SATISFIED?" shout Amara. Micho smiled faintly, she let go of her hand making Amara breathe a sigh of relief. Although he should be ashamed and will get bulian, at least he will not die standing because his heart jumps.
A second later Micho looked at Amara strongly, sending her guts shrinking.
"Then why are you sitting under a tree and not looking for me? Are you deliberately looking for the attention of a crocodile man with your make up?" micho asked casually but made Amara widen her eyes.
Amara pushes Micho's body, making Micho take a few steps back. The embarrassed himself was unable to hide from Micho and tried to walk away.
So Micho knew where he was at the time? Fik is currently Amara has to prepare a mental steel when Micho bully him.
"Why avoid?" ask Micho. Amara looked at Micho sharply.
"I want to go in, it's night," said Amara. Amara could not lie to her feelings, her face was completely red.
"You haven't answered my question" Micho said.
"Mas, I'm tired," Amara protests, Amara pushes Micho's body violently, causing Micho to stagger backwards.
"Oh," complained Micho.
"Why? What pain?" amara asked a little panicked. Micho grinned thinly.
"Say you were looking for me that time and purposely to tease me" Micho said in Amara's ear.
Amara let out a long sigh, her worried-looking face was now visibly upset. Amara took a step away from Micho. But Micho quickly locks Amara's steps from behind.
Micho wrapped her hands around Amara's waist, putting her chin on Amara's right shoulder, Amara felt a warmth that left her cradled.
"Darling, sorry I didn't recognize you that time. Until I left you when you needed help, I was actually looking for you. But my eyes were too closed until I really didn't recognize the masked face that I actually knew,"
Degs....
Amara's heart seemed to get hit by a sharp object that then made his heart seem to stop beating. Amara remembers what happened a few months ago. What does Micho mean? His tears suddenly fell. Micho who felt Amara sobbing twisted her body that she was in front of Amara.
Micho rubbed softly the tears of Amara standing in front of her. Amara's eyes can not be separated to look at the face that is now in front of him trying to remember the face of a masked man with sharp eyes that he feels also know him.
"Is that man you?" ask Amara.