I'm Not Your Enemy
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"Ehhh,,," Amara's voice was heard along with the ringing of the cell phone. Micho is approaching Amara.

"You!!" amara said as her net clearly looked towards Micho. Amara tried to get up, but her weak state made her difficult. Micho approaches and helps Amara to sit down. The two eyes stared at each other. Long, so that both are washed away in a sense that is difficult to explain.

Amara takes her eyes off and pushes Micho away from her.

"How are you here? Go," said Amara weakly. Micho got into a bit of action and sat on Amara's bed, making the beautiful girl inching back.

"Go I said, why are you still here!" snapped Amara, Amara was furious to see Micho as if testing his patience.

Micho stared at Amara and was shocked to see Amara trying to get up. Micho quickly restrains Amara's shoulder and presses her to stay in position. It makes Amara hysterical, a shadow of the past haunts her brain. His body trembled violently, his eyes sharply looking at Micho and trying to rebel. The shadow of what happened a few years ago seemed to dominate his mind.

"What are you doing? Go I said!" firmly Amara. Micho let out a long sigh, is it so traumatized for her to be like this? micho asked.

"Calm down, I won't hurt you" Micho said firmly with an intimidating look. Amara who felt a strong cold aura looked on Micho's handsome face transfixed. Amara stopped her rebelling. Their eyes stared at each other, clashing with each other, until Amara put away a circle of tears that fell without being asked.

Micho felt a little panicked as the tears continued to flow with the eyes still sharp, Micho rubbed Amara's tears gently. Amara felt her heartbeat irregular, pain, fear, all mixed into one. Amara tried to control her heart.

Amara looked at Micho's face. A handsome face that is now very close to him. Micho's breath was heard in Amara's ear. Micho's breath was felt on her face. Amara closed her beautiful eyes.

Micho who was aware of their current position being so close immediately let go of her grip, Micho stood up and walked towards the window. His hand held the wall while the other hand was in his pants pocket. Her net looked at the towering building outside there.

"Why do I care about him? I hate him, hate him who has thwarted my marriage" Micho said. Micho clenched her hands tightly.

Amara was still glued to Micho's back, her heart still feeling deep fear. After 4 years of that incident, never once had a man been in a room like this.

Her papa? Even his papa's hug had only been felt once since he had decided to leave his country. Rafa and Raka? Even brother K, because there is no time to just make time for him. Until Raka got the beautiful princess who is now 3 years old, she has not carried it at all. And now it has to be one room with the person he's been with the last time? The man he suspects took his crown? It's very painful for Amara.

"Mara, you're dead, son." Aunt Elysa came in while carrying some plastic bags. Amara looked up, Elysa who realized Amara's puffy face immediately approached the girl and placed a plastic bag on the nightstand.

"Darling, what's wrong with you?" elysa asked as she grabbed Amara in her warm embrace. Elysa looked towards Micho who was still standing at the edge of the window. Elysa saw Micho clenching her hands tightly. His jaw was hardened and his face looked red.

"Darling, what's going on? Talk to aunty," said Elysa, looking at Amara's face with great worry. Amara shook her head. Want to tell the truth? it would only embarrass himself.

"Micho, what's wrong? Don't make auntie panic. Are you fighting because your aunt wants to get you guys?" elysa said as she stood and looked at Amara and Micho alternately. Amara and Micho looked surprised, why did Elysa feel like that? The originally loud Micho now looked calmer. Micho turned her steps and looked at Elysa.

"Tante, we don't fight" Micho said.

"Lies, aunty can read from your face. Okay, auntie will not interfere about your soul mate again, just assume aunt never introduced you. Let's just say aunt never brought you together, Micho go, sorry because aunt made trouble between you," said Elysa then snatched her bag.

"Tante," Amara stood up and took off the inpus in her hand.

"Okay," he moaned. Micho approaches Amara but Amara immediately runs after Elysa.

"What else? Aunty who makes you quarrel, you better deal with it if you mind, no problem for aunt." said Elysa.

"It's not so aunty, I'm sorry Amara. Amara was just surprised that there was Mr. Micho in the room" Amara said. Elysa is still in a bad mood.

"Tante, believe me we didn't fight, didn't we, Mr Micho?" said Amara while forcing a smile on her beautiful face and then looked at Micho. Micho who was silent tried to smile after Amara looked at her as if forcing her to say yes.

"Micho just shut up, Ra. That means you're fighting." said Elysa.

"Tante, we'd better sit down. We'll talk later, auntie brought a lot of food, right? We should eat first," said Amara divert the conversation. Elysa looked calmer and looked towards Amara. The beautiful girl clenched her two hands as if pleading with him. Elysa smiled and patted Amara on the shoulder, making Amara and Micho breathe a sigh of relief.

"Okey, you are under my control." said the inner Elysa. Unbeknownst to Amara and Micho Elisha, a happy smile.

"It's as soon as we eat, let Bi Ira prepare" said Elysa.

They headed towards the dining room, while Amara who was feeling sultry looked towards Elysa.

"What's wrong?" tanyakanya.

"I changed clothes first tan, it was uncomfortable. From yesterday it was not changed" he said with a shy smile.

Micho glanced at Amara, who was sure Amara was still wearing a dusty dress and also her jacket.

"I'll give it back another time, Mr. Micho" said Amara then waltzing away. Micho did not comment on Amara saying she was busy taking food on the table.

"Micho, did nothing really happen between you?" ask Elysa. Micho put down her phone and smiled.

"There's nothing" he said.

"Tante wishes you could be together" said 🤭Elisa. Micho took a long breath.

"Don't Taste say I should help papa? Then how can I think of that?" ask Micho as if take a dismissal.

"It can be arranged" said Elysa.

"Tante, I got this for joy. Give me the solids, yes." That voice made Micho and Elysa look at each other. He saw Amara coming down the stairs with knee-length shorts and a loose Pink T-shirt, her hair pinned up to reveal her neckline. The brunette twirled so that it made her beautiful aura so strong.

Micho enjoyed such a beautiful sight and seized her attention, her eyes reluctant to take her eyes off. Elysa smiled faintly looking at the 2 people taking turns.

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