I'm Not Your Enemy
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"I'll try to stay close to you until death do us part" Micho said.

Amara smiles at Micho's words, they enjoy breakfast with lahab. After finishing breakfast, they immediately left for the office.

The long road passed with a happy heart, until shortly afterwards they arrived at the office Pratama Yoga group.

Micho took Amara to her room. Room filled with complete facilities.

"Let's wait here, if you need anything, call please, he's right up there" Micho said as she kissed Amara's head slowly.

Please contact him and say that the clients and also some staff have gathered in the meeting room. It feels heavy to leave his wife alone, but his anxiety has diminished considering their place is not far away.

"Yes, don't worry about me. Go to the meeting place, I'll be fine" said Amara calmly.

Micho stepped away, while Amara stared at the window. Looking at the towering buildings around it. Suddenly his stomach felt tight.

"Auhhhhhhh." complained Amara while holding her stomach.

Amara closed her eyes, rubbing her protruding belly. Pain like this has been felt for the past few days.

However, he still feels fine. But right now, the more pain resistant it is the faster it comes. Amara rubbed her stomach quietly. Trying to give her understanding to be patient waiting for Micho.

The sound of the door opening rang out, Amara turned her head and saw him Please bring him some snacks and juice.

"For Ms. Amara, there is juice for the mother. Enjoyed Mom, you asked me to make this for mom" he said. Amara smiled and walked towards the sofa.

"Thank you, please" Amara smiled and sat down on the sofa and enjoyed the juice. Micho, no matter how busy she is, is always attentive to her

"Sama-sama ma'am, are you okay?" ask Sila who saw Amara a little pale.

"I'm fine, but my stomach pain goes away comes irregular Sila," said Amara.

"Wouldn't you go to the doctor?" ask Sila.

"I think so too" said Amara.

"Oh yes ma'am, I still have to finish some work. If you need anything call me,"

"Oh, thank you, please" said Amara. Please come out of that room. Amara leaned her body and lifted her legs onto the sofa, slowly closing her eyes and wading through the dreamy ocean.

Two hours passed for so long, Micho who had just finished the meeting immediately walked towards her room. What was clear was that his heart did not calm down leaving Amara, the shadow of the beautiful woman always overshadowed his eyes.

Ceklek, Micho opened the door. Her net found Amara sleeping on the sofa. His steps rushed towards Amara who looked slightly pale. Micho slowly kisses the top of Amara's head, so that she does not wake up from her sleep.

"Auhh,," complained Amara as she held her stomach.

Micho looked surprised as Amara closed her eyes, clutching Micho's hand tightly.

"Dear you feel pain?" ask Micho while squatting. Amara shook her head slowly. Micho rubbed the top of Amara's head and kissed her. There was a panic currently lingering in his heart.

"What's wrong with you, honey?" ask Micho to Amara again. Amara hesitates a little to say it, she fears Micho will worry about her even more.

"I'm not papa, Mum." That's the answer Micho always hears every Micho asks. Amara lowered her leg, Micho sat next to Amara and rubbed her stomach.

"Honey," call Micho.

"Hem,"

"Lay here" she asked, patting her lap. The two stared fixedly at each other, Amara quickly nodded and placed her head on Micho's lap.

"Are you really okay? hem?" ask Micho again. Micho saw Amara so agitated from morning on that she remembered the approximate day of the birth that was just a few days away.

"I'm fine, do you doubt me?" ask Amara. Micho let out a long sigh, she knew very well that his wife was very stubborn.

"We have to go to the hospital" Micho said. However, Amara shook her head quickly.

"I don't papa, Mas."reproved it again.

"But you're such a painkiller, honey," Micho protested.

"I'm not in pain, I better sleep on your lap for a moment. I'm so sleepy, Mom. What can?" amara asked while tilting her body.

Micho nodded slowly, Amara seemed to close her eyes. Shortly from the sound of a soft hum signifies his wife has been sleeping. Micho rubbed the top of Amara's head slowly and gave a warm kiss on his wife's forehead. Micho then rubbed Amara's stomach slowly and kissed her.

"Hi dear, can't you wait to hear your sweet voice? Papa will be happy, but don't be naughty. Don't make you sick later" Micho said. His hands stretched out gently rubbing Amara's stomach. Micho recited a prayer and went back to kissing his wife's distended stomach.

Amara who felt the warm touch of Micho opened her eyes, her lips smiling sweetly until a moment later Amara felt her stomach so tight.

"Astagfirullah.." cried Amara. Micho who was so worried immediately carried Amara's body. He was no longer strong enough to hold his heart because he had felt something strange from his wife. Micho also no longer waits for Amara's approval to take her to the hospital.

"Mas, where are you going?" ask Amara.

Without answering Amara's question, Micho came out cautiously, Sila who since unwell also looked Worried looking at Amara who was in her boss's arms.

"Mr Micho, how is Miss Amara?" tanyakanya.

"Come, call the driver to get the car ready!"

"Well sir,"

Micho kept walking and pressed the elevator button to the lower lobby. The weak-looking Amara just kept silent, her beautiful eyes constantly observing Micho's tense-looking face.

Arriving below, a luxury car is parked that is ready to take Micho and Amara away. Mr. Bimo seemed to open the door and allow his boss to enter.

Mr. Bimo drove his car quickly, seeing the panic of his superiors made Mr. Bimo move quickly.

"Sir Bimo, can it be faster no?" micho snapped in the middle of his panic.

Mr Bimo frowned, when this had reached a very high speed and his boss asked even faster? Mr. Bimo did not respond to his boss's remarks. He knew his boss was just getting carried away.

Amara clasped Micho's hand, trying to give her husband peace.

"Don't be angry, I'm fine" Amara said. Micho looked at Amara with love, knowing that Amara was enduring the pain that hurt her so much. Micho closed her eyes, her heart ached to see her struggling to bring happiness to him later.

"They deserve to be scolded as well, I just don't want you to be sick for too long,"

"The sacrifice of a woman is when she struggles for the birth of her baby, this is a common thing that every woman feels, mas" said Amara.

Micho rubbed a sweat on Amara's forehead, showering a kiss on her face. Mr. Bimo sighed in relief, at least his boss could control his heart and looked calm hearing his wife's words.

Shortly thereafter, Dr. Almira arrives and checks on Amara. Micho enthusiastically listened to the doctor's words that told her that Amara had opened 5.

After getting an examination from Doctor Almira, Amara calmed down a little.

"How long, doc? How long will my wife feel this pain?" ask Micho.

"Very different Mr. Micho, we have to be patient if we want a normal birth" he said.

"I asked you how long, Dok?" ask Micho a little emotion. Amara clasped Micho's hand as if giving a protest not to get angry. Micho sighed calmly and kissed the top of his wife's head.

"It can be an hour, two hours, even more than that, we just pray that Miss Amara can be faster than we think" said Dr. Almira. Micho rubbed her face rough then looked at Amara calmly.

"To speed up the opening, Amara's mother can take a small walk, ma'am" said the doctor, who was adopted by Amara. Doctor Almira smiled then left the room.

"Darling, still sick?" ask Micho. Amara was silent. His eyes glazed over he shook his head.

"Darling, what's the pain? Do I need to call mom or dad?" ask Micho again. Amara shook her head again. Micho warms Amara's body. Amara who felt a tight cry of pain, took a deep breath and let out a slow.

"I'll call mama," Micho reached out her hand and picked up a flat object in her shirt pocket. Amara nodded slowly.

"Don't let them stir up here and make you more tense, just call them later when our baby is born" he asked.

"Okey, but you have to eat and drink a lot. Prepare the energy for later," Micho said as she grabbed a few plastic bags at the table. Micho releases a hug on Amara and takes the apple there. He stripping it and feeding his wife.

"Thank you, Mas" said Amara. Micho smiled then rubbed Amara's stomach slowly.

"You said it was a mother's sacrifice for her child, and I was a husband who sacrificed for his child and his wife" Micho said. Amara smiled and rubbed Micho's cheeks that had seemed tense now gradually improved.

"Wish you the best for me" said Amara.

"Surely," Micho said as she clasped Amara's hand on her cheek.

"Auhhhhhh.." - complained Amara his left hand held her distended stomach.

Micho closed her eyes, clasped Amara's hand tightly and gave her strength. If he could replace Amara, he would probably replace him.

"Darling you feel pain again?" ask Micho. Amara nodded slowly. All he could do right now was pray and accompany his wife.

Amara repeatedly sighed and and let out quietly, for a moment the pain disappeared and appeared alternately.

They were in the hospital a few hours ago, and one of the nurses had just checked and told me that there was an opening 7. Micho is currently still beside Amara. Micho let out a long sigh, how long will she have to witness Amara's struggle? Amara glanced at Micho and placed her head on Micho's lap.

"Aren't you going to change your mind?"

Amara shook her head, which she imagined was extremely painful. Even looking at the medical device made him unable to answer Micho's questions. Amara closed her eyes, making Micho feel relieved. However, 15 minutes later Amara opened her eyes abruptly.

"Auhhhhhh.." screeched.

Micho teekajut and clasping Amara hand give strength to his wife.

Amara felt the pain is so extraordinary, the pain is increasingly lost and appear in a row this is a favor from the creator to get the most beautiful gift later. Micho rubbed Amara's shoulder gently.

Doctor Almira checked several times, he only asked Micho and Amara to remain patient so that the labor went smoothly. They are unceasingly praying. Micho patiently always beside his wife, accompanied Amara to enjoy every pleasure given by God to see the little creature in the womb.

"Astagfirullah.." - Pekit Amara.

Her tears are flowing. This makes Micho look devastated, making Micho feel the pain that pierced her heart. Micho rubbed his wife's face gently and looked at her lovingly. He must be strong, not shed his tears. Micho was only able to cry inwardly at the sight before her.

"I love you, honey, please fight a little more" Micho rubbed Amara's face with a thousand loves and loves.

"Aukhhh" cried Amara in the middle of Micho's speech.

Contractions were more frequent, and it was very painful for Amara. Amara let out a long sigh, she was almost out of energy, the Doctor gave an infusion to give Amara strength intake. Micho kept holding Amara's hand in the middle of the contraction.

"Yes..."

"Hem" Micho said. He looked at Amara who tried to smile despite enduring the pain, he wanted to get through this process as soon as possible, he could no longer bear to see Amara in pain.

In his eye he had gathered a circle of tears that could spill at any time as he blinked his eyes. Mammy? Is this the struggle of her mother? Mother who died after giving birth? He never even felt the heat. Micho's tears are flowing. The whiny? I don't know, for sure this is a way to get rid of tightness in his chest.

"Mas.. aakkkkkk pain mas.." again Amara experienced a great contraction. Made Micho in a tremendous panic..

"Lord, don't hurt him. Just move the pain to me. I can't see it like this" Micho said in the middle of her panic.

"Mas, I'm sorry if as long as I'm your wife ever hurt you. I'm sorry if I'm always annoying, I'm sorry I always get you in trouble" Amara said amid the stormy rush of her contract.

amara's words were like a sword thrust forcefully into Micho's heart. Micho's tears are flowing. Micho shook her head slowly. Micho silenced Amara's lips which continued to babble with a gentle kiss. At once Amara fell silent and looked at Micho calmly.

"What are you saying. I love you Miss Amara, love you so much with all your less and more" Micho said. Micho no longer held back the tears that were pressing out, not even she felt ashamed at the nurse and the docte that were currently sebarengap into the room. Doctors and nurses were standing guard next to the maternity room.

"Auchhkkkkkk.."expect Amara again. Amara closed her eyes withstanding the pain that plagued her stomach.

"Mas, this hurts a lot" he said.

Amara let out a slight sound, the pain inside her stomach made her squeal many times. Her tears are flowing.

The doctors and nurses immediately approached after they saw the water begin to rupture. Micho continued to hold Amara's hand, wiping her tears and sweat on her face.

Dr. Almira guides Amara to inhale, exhale and push alternately. Amara thrusting vigorously, her hand clutching Micho's hand firmly. Several times Amara scratches the wound on Micho's arm while pushing. However, the pain was not felt Micho because she knew, Amara felt pain that was much more than what she felt.

Moments later the cry of a tiny baby was heard in the room, giving happiness to the couple who were now crying, Amara heaved a sigh of relief, crying happily. Micho breathed a sigh of relief to see his son and wife healthy and successfully went through the labor process.

Micho showers Amara with her warm kiss. The nurses helped Amara clean up, and moments later DOkter Almira put the tiny baby on top of Amara's body and left. Amara and Micho smiled happily.

Micho picked up the 3kg baby. Adjudge and iqomah alternately. Micho then takes the baby to Amara.

"Look, she's beautiful just like you" Micho said. Amara who was lying down helped Micho to sit down.

Micho puts her beautiful daughter in Amara's arms, the baby is very beautiful. It looks like Micho. The baby squirmed, making Amara blush.

"What's the name for him?" ask Micho. Amara smiled and looked at Micho.

"Zieta aurora Natasya, what can you do?" ask Amara. Micho seemed to be smiling faintly.

"Baby Zie?" tanya Micho who was later adopted by Amara.

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