I'm Not Your Enemy
She's my daughter

The car is so relaxed, no words can be said. Only silence filled between the couple. Micho glanced at Amara who was just silent and playing her phone. Every now and then they steal glances and their gazes meet each other making a sense of nervousness envelop the heart. However, Micho and Amara turned their eyes back to the front.

Silence, until a few hours have passed. They were in the big house of the Rusdiantoro family.

From the opposite direction, Papa and Rafa's luxury car is parked in an adjoining place. On the right side there is also a luxury car that has no one. Amara and Micho immediately got off, papa and Rafa also got off the car looking a little rushed, they were both approaching. Amara seemed confused and curious about what was really going on. Micho felt the same way.

"Pa, what's wrong? Is something going on?" amara asked while looking at the worried looking papa.

"Rayen, Rayen and Mr. Milano are coming. Papa's sure they'll propose to you" said his father.

Micho and Amara looked at each other. Micho was speechless, a strange and aching feeling when she heard Amara was about to be proposed. The status of the wife who carried Amara made her feelings uncertain. Amara let out a long sigh and looked towards her papa.

"Pa, I'm married. Then how could Rayen propose to me" protested Amara. Papa was just silent, a thin smile that adorned his face when he saw Micho looked to tighten his jaw and clench his hands.

"Did you forget, your marriage only our family knows? Come in, we'll meet them!" his papa said firmly. Amara looked surprised, her papa's speech was like a scar that was widening in her heart. Amara felt a stifling whack, glancing towards Micho who was putting on her dingin face.

Rafa just silently looked at Amara and Micho alternately, a sense of tightness plagued him. Although Micho's hatred lay in her heart, hearing her words made her a little bitter.

Micho tightened her jaw, it felt like she was being played by Mr. Rusdiantoro, at that time seemed to ask for marriage by force, and at this time seemed to not look at her.

"Pa, how could that be?" amara.

"I'm not asking for your opinion, come in right now" said his father firmly while holding Amara's hand.

Amara took a long breath. Her eyes glazed over, Amara stepped her legs. Micho who felt being played with could no longer hold back the turmoil of her heart. Micho pulled Amara's wrist and stopped her.

Rafa stopped his steps and looked at the scene that must have been very stifling the chest of his beloved sister.

"She's my wife" Micho said with domineering eyes. Amara looked up, There's a strange sigh at the moment. He was in such a difficult situation to accept.

"You're her husband? The husband who was forced to marry because I needed you? At that time I needed you to help my wife's life. Now it's another story, let go of your hands, young man" Rusdiantoro said.

Micho felt like a huge rock hitting her heart. Amara shed tears. Papa who all this time he was proud as if toying with marriage. Rafa just fell silent unable to do anything.

"Take off" said Rusdiantoro. Weakly Micho took off her hand.

"Good, Amara is my daughter. I deserve his life" Rusdiantoro said.

"But I am her husband more entitled!" snapped Micho.

"Suami is actually entitled to his wife, are you? didn't you ever want this wedding?" rusdiantoro.

Amara was silent, what her father said was true. Amara followed the steps her papa took her. Micho tightened her jaw and clenched her hand. Either way, he was not willing to let Amara fall into the hands of others later.

"I'll see your love or not to Amara from here Micho. Let's play, until when your prestige is able to defeat you, "inner papa Rusdiantoro.

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