I'm Not Your Enemy
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"Is that man you?" ask Amara.

Amara again sobbed, his legs seemed powerless to hold his body until he staggered forward. Micho quickly restrains Amara's body and embraces Amafa in her warm embrace.

"Are you really that guy, Mom?" ask Amara again. "Are you the one who helped me, are you the masked man?" tanya Amara bertubi in the middle of sobs.

Micho was silent, her heart was truly happy. So long held the curiosity in the tough woman, the woman who was able to attract her attention, the woman who helped her and did not thank her. The woman who was able to impress him turned out that he was in front of his eyes. The girl who was able to attract his attention was his own wife, how could this happen? Why didn't he realize that?

"Jawab, Mom! Answer" said Amara again. Micho took off her embrace and looked at Amara's puffy face from crying. Micho placed both her hands on Amara's right and left cheeks.

"Take it easy, please don't cry anymore. Calm yourself, honey!" micho said slowly. Micho's speech was like magic which then made Amara speechless.

"If I'm that guy, why?" micho asked, Amara's reaction was unexpected, because many reap question marks in his brain.

Amara was silent and could no longer say anything. Amara stared at Micho's face. Meeting a man at that time was a happy thing. Meeting the man made him rise from the slump and was able to give him hope. Amara remembered the hope she had said back then.

God, can I hope to be happy someday? Can I hope to be reunited with a good man, like that man? A man who risks his life for others. A man who sacrifices himself for the happiness of others, a man who is responsible and loves me for who I am? Can I hope to live a happy life?

Now that fate has answered all his hopes, now fate has given him what he wants. Micho, the man who used to hate him so much is in fact the one who raised his hope. A good man who risked his life to protect him. A man who is willing to sacrifice and a man who loves himself for who he is.

Amara dissolves in a heartache until she is unable to hold herself back. Amara slumped down on her. Quickly Micho grabbed Amara's body in her arms, panicked and led Amara into the room. He was afraid that Amara's contents would be disturbed because he almost fell.

"Darling, hey you why?" micho asked after laying his wife in bed. Micho wiped Amara's tears, staring in the shade at the woman she loved so much. He didn't know what made his wife like this.

"Try to tell me that man," said Amara. Micho stared fixedly at Amara. Is it that important? Does the man also have a beautiful story and a special space in his wife's heart? Micho rubbed Amara's cheek gently and smiled.

"Is he special?" ask Micho slowly.

Amara fell silent, her memory fixed on a set of S initials jewelry she had stored in a drawer. The man and the owner of a set of jewels he had once received he believed in were the same person. If the person at the airport is Micho, what does it mean that the owner of the jewelry initials S is also Micho?

Amara closed her eyes. Does Micho know if she found the jewelry herself, then asked her assistant to look for her? Or does he not know at all? Does God really show his greatness and show if the soul mate has been predestined and arranged by him?

"Hey, is he special?" ask Micho again. Amara looked towards Micho.

"Yes, he's special. A good man, a man who would risk his life for others. Men who are willing to sacrifice for the happiness of others, and men who are responsible" said Amara.

Amara can't say anything anymore. She kept crying. Amara looked at Micho, she looked at Micho calmly. Micho smiled and pulled Amara in her arms.

"Are you in love with her?" ask Micho.

Amara smiled faintly at Micho's question. Amara slipped her face in Micho's chest. Find warmth, calm and comfort there.

"Why not answer? Hem?" Micho seduces his wife, making Amara smile and hiding her face in Micho's chest. Micho tightened her arms, very happy to meet this reality. Amara, this woman is so special. A woman full of surprises, the woman God sent for her.

"I'll answer later, now I'll change to ask you a few things," said Amara as she moved from Micho's embrace.

"Jawab first," Micho pinta.

"I said later, I'll ask you first" said Amara. Micho took a long breath.

"What?" micho asked, she laid her head on Amara's lap and kissed the flat belly where her love fruit was, making Amara feel very happy.

"What's? Why so long?" micho asked impatiently, making Amara laugh. Amara rubbed Micho's head that was on her lap gently.

"May you know something special you've given a couple?" ask Amara. Micho.

"What do you want? I'll give it to you." Micho clasped Amara's hand tightly and then kissed her gently. Amara shook her head slowly.

"Do you want something?" ask Micho. He woke up and looked at Amara's face that looked puffy.

"I'm just asking, not asking" he said.

"Do you want a bag? The shoe? A home? A car? Just say it, or you will..."

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Amara silences Micho with a kiss. Micho instantly fell silent, she grinned faintly. Amara almost let go of her kiss, but Micho refused to let go, making Amara look arrogant and pushing Micho in annoyance.

"It looks like you're getting naughty, but no papa I really like," Micho's tease that succeeds in putting Amara to shame.

"I need an answer, mas," said Amara. Micho seemed reluctant to answer.

"I've never given it to you, what do you want?" ask Micho again.

"Not me" said Amara.

"Then?" ask Micho.

"Yes, of course, I have been in contact with other people, there must be something special that you give," said Amara.

"Let it pass, not the time to be jealous of the past,"

Micho looked a little furious and stood up then walked towards the window. He remembered very well, the only thing special for him was a set of limitid edition diamonds he ordered from his theme, the jewelry was a piece of jewelry that had a fantastic price. The wedding gift she was going to give Sabrina but failed and somehow she was there. Amara reminded her of the wounds that had healed, and had not Amara made peace with Sabrina? Why talk about the past again? Her thought.

Amara walks toward Micho and stands beside Micho, pulling Micho so they face each other. Their eyes clashed with each other.

"Don't be angry, I just want to make sure of something. You forced me to tell you a story, now I'm forcing you to do it. Meaning?" amara asked with a smile, Micho closed her eyes. Is this what Amara felt as she urged him? Just answering what is difficult? Is not their love now united?

"I'm sorry" Micho said. Amara puts her hand around Micho's neck and looks up, while Micho looks down at Amara.

"If the man who helped me was you, I'm sure you left something on the plane at the time" Amara said.

Micho looks sculpted, leaving something on the plane? Micho looked at Amara with a shady look in her eyes, trying to digest Amara's words calmly. The only thing she intentionally left behind was jewelry, then what did Amara mean?

"What do you mean?" micho asked as he brought his face closer to Amara.

Amara smiled, so Micho didn't know if she found him? So God arranged it? Amara laughed, funny as she recalled the two Pratama yoga employees who cried to her at the time. The employee will be deducted his salary if he rejects the jewelry. So Pratama Yoga is Micho's company? thought.

"Why laugh?" ask Micho. Amara smiled and grabbed Micho's lips, both of them drowning in the beautiful ocean. This time, Micho takes off Amara's kiss. Micho held onto both of Amara's cheeks and looked at her fixedly.

"Why laugh?" ask Micho again.

"Are your two employees delivering jewelry that you intentionally live in still working in the Pratama yoga group?" ask Amara. Micho looked out her eyes.

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