I'm Not Your Enemy
Is it trying to tease me?

"Why is that a night-shower hobbyist?" amara's guman.

These days Amara always finds Micho bathing at night. Amara sat on the back of the bed while reading her favorite online novel. Shortly after, Micho came out of the bathroom wearing only a haduk wrapped around her waist to her knees.

"A .." cried Amara Karna surprised. Micho covered her ears with both hands.

"Whisper, can you be quiet?" Micho. Amara closed her eyes with both palms.

Outside the room, the grandmother who thought Amara was struggling immediately approached. Because grandma didn't know Micho had entered Amara's room.

"Why not wear clothes?" amara said as Grandma was about to enter.

Any's grandmother paused her intentions when she heard Amara's words. Yes actually the room is soundproof, but because the door is a little open grandma can hear clearly the words of her grandson.

"It's over, you've seen it too. How else," said Micho looks ordinary.

Grandma Any smiled. What is clear now is that he is happy because of the ambiguous words of his grandchildren, he also stepped away.

"Sucks,"

"So you were sleeping, how do you know now that you're awake" Micho said as she walked towards the wardrobe. Amara gave a rough breath.

"Is there no clothes here? why is it all yours?" micho asked while picking up a shirt that only contained Amara milk.

"What kind of woman do you think I am? Why ask for a man's shirt here?" amara asked a little too.

"Well, you know what kind of person you are, you think I have a lot of time to find out about you? there is no importance" Micho said, taking one by one Amara's clothes from her almaria.

"Micho, why make it messy? there's no ART here!" Amara walks toward Micho and shakes her waist in front of Micho.

"Who has Art or not? I didn't ask." said Micho and still took out all of Amara's clothes.

"Who will take care of it?" amara asked, sounding loud. Micho stood up and looked at Amara.

A smile is drawn at the corner of Micho's lips. He looked at Amara from top to bottom. Paying attention to each curve of the woman's body using hot pant that shows the legs level which is usually covered with trousers.he stared at the pink t-shirt and seemed to strip Amara.

Amara stared at Micho as if preparing to pounce on her. Suddenly fear haunted him. Amara took a few steps back, Micho followed. Until Amara stuck on the wall and had no wiggle room because Micho locked his right and left with his hands. Amara closed her eyes, her heartbeat feeling irregular. Now she could clearly see the handsome face of someone who had legally become her husband.

Amara tries to make peace with the situation, she opens her eyes and stares at Micho's bare upper body. He could clearly see the clean face that had been so annoying to him. Remnants of water dripping from Micho's hair add to the good looks of Micho Aditya pratama.

"Whose shirt belongs to?" ask Micho while rubbing Sheyna Amara's smooth cheeks.

"Mine," replied Amara slowly. He still feels fear because of Micho's touch.

"If you know what's yours why ask who should clean up, that's your job!" micho said with a cynical smile. Amara felt fear, became one.

If there is no friendship between them, maybe Amara has kicked Micho's pride banana with his knee. Only half of his power to make the unprepared Micho fall. However, Amara was unable to do so.

"Micho, let me go." said Amara as if begging. Micho is still pushing Amara backwards until they are really close without distance. Amara feels Micho's warm breath hitting her cheek.

"I think you're still traumatized 4 years ago. I have to help you get back to normalcy" Micho said.

"Don't say much, what do you think I want? get me a shirt." said Micho firmly while picking up the dirt that was Amara's hair. Micho let go of his hand and took a few steps back.

"I took this" he said, revealing the dried leaves that had been in Amara's hair.

"Get me a shirt!" micho said while fixing a slightly saggy towel.

"Who's taking a midnight shower, what's so good about a midnight shower?" amara asked as she rolled her hair up to reveal her neck. Micho noticed Amara's beautiful face, which was even more adorable to her.

"It's because of you," Micho's mind.

Amara walked and opened the other closet. Wipe some clothes and find Rafa's black shirt.

"It belongs to Rafa's sister" Amara picked up a black t-shirt. Micho stood looking towards Amara.

"Bring here," Micho's pinta.

"Give it yourself, I'm busy!"

"This is an order, don't argue!" Micho. Amara throws the shirt at Micho. Micho swiftly picked it up and put it on.

Micho took her knee-length pants and put them on. Her net glanced at Amara who was twitching her lips while hanging the clothes that Micho threw on the bed. There was a faint smile that expanded at the corner of his lips.

"You want to try to tease me?" micho said he was standing behind Amara and wrapped his hands around her waist. Placing his chin on Amara's shoulder.

Amara felt comfortable in this position. Amara closed her beautiful eyes for a moment and twisted her body. They face each other and look at each other.

"Where it is, I'm not interested in teasing you, Mr. Micho Aditya Pratama" Amara said. Micho let out a long sigh and slipped the child's hair that was still left behind into Amara's ears.

"Didn't I ever tell you to grow your hair, and then why roll it up, then,?" micho asked while watching Amara's adorable face.

"I don't tease you, the position of hair like this is comfortable for me" said Amara.

"Are you tempted?" ask Amara. Micho shook her head.

"Down," Micho ordered. Amara snorted in annoyance and took a flick of her hair. Amara flicked her hair to the right and to the left. Amara's movements make Micho's eyes hypnotized.

"Where can you be tempted to me, in your heart there is Sabrina" Amara said with a smile despite the warm and tight vibrations that spread in her heart.

"When did we come to his house to explain? Didn't you get to meet her?" ask Amara. Micho seemed to dislike Amara's question. He released a hand that was coiled around Amara's waist. His face looks unfriendly.

"Don't discuss anyone else, if we both." Micho insisted then stepped away. Amara closed her eyes. What happened to Micho? Am I wrong? a question that rattled Amara's brain. Amara follows Micho's steps to the balcony of the room.

Amara looked at Micho who was looking up with her sad face.

"Micho, did I offend you? I'm sorry, I just want to help you." said Amara and stood beside Micho. Looking at the sparkling stars in the sky that look beautiful tonight.

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