I'm Not Your Enemy
Mas

"Eating rujak," 😂😂😂.

Damar looked confused, but tried not to bother with Micho's words. Micho stepped onto her swivel chair while looking towards the door of her personal space. Amara's not coming out of there.

"What do you eat, boss? Didn't you just come out? Miss Amara didn't bring any rujak either, and then where did you get to run?" ask Damar while eating the food Amara brought.

Micho was silent and clasped her hands on the table. Her lips revealed a smile as she remembered her story of meeting Amara. A stubborn woman with a mind of her own. Somehow, the woman he once hated the most was now the woman who was able to make him like crazy.

"Boss," Damar again greeted the smiling Micho.

"What route?" ask Damar again. Micho glanced at Damar with her wide eyes, she felt that Damar had ruined her imagination.

"Why did you get to poo once, just eat your food! Not trying to ask for my food," Micho said.

"A once when did you like rujak😂? You don't like fruit, either" Damar still thinks of the real spirit while Micho begins to be overwhelmed with god-level emotions. Micho clenched her hand and headed towards Damar who still urged Micho to answer.

"Can't you just shut up? Why do you like to talk so much these days?" Micho pulled Damar's collar and almost took a hit.

"What's going on? Why are you fighting?" Amara who had just come out of the room observed Micho and Damar alternately. Micho pushed Damar and looked at Amara who looked a little panicked.

"What's wrong?" ask Amara again.

"I just asked her why she didn't eat, Miss" Damar said.

"Then?" Amara looked at the 2 people in front of her with confused eyes.

"He said he was full of eating rujak, I think he lied because there is no rujak here. Then, why is he angry I don't know, either" said Damar.

Amara glanced at Damar and Micho alternately. Amara's smooth cheeks turned reddish after hearing Damar's explanation. Amara glanced towards Micho who seemed to be scratching her non-itchy head.

"Hem, lip-toss. I think you have a lot to learn again to be more limp, can enjoy and also not stiff,"

Amara also vividly remembers Micho's remarks last night. Now he knows why he can't answer Damar's words. How could he say the voice he meant was a kiss. Amara took the bag on the table and put it on her shoulder.

"Uhuk-uhuk," Damar seemed to choke on the air and looked towards the young couple who got married some time ago. He saw clearly Micho seemed to be holding back emotions at him. Damar stood up and wiped his mouth. It seems that he has understood the direction of the conversation Micho is referring to.

"It seems that my presence here is not the right moment" he said, glancing at Micho who clenched his hand. Damar walks in and out of Micho's room. Only Amara and Micho face each other. Micho walked a few steps until she confronted Amara more closely.

Micho tilts her face and puts her hand in her pants pocket, Micho observes Amara's face still flushed in embarrassment.

"I'd better go first mas, I'm home, from last night I didn't come home I'm afraid mama is worried about me" said Amara as she extended her hand. Micho looked at Amara and Amara's hands alternated.

"May I try to be a good wife from now on?" ask Amara. Micho smiled and extended her hand. Amara kissed the back of Micho's palm. Micho felt her blood flow stop. Micho looked at Amara who was unkemptly kissing the back of her palm.

"I'm coming home, Mas." said Amara after finishing shaking hands. Micho took a few steps forward and kissed Amara's head. After some time of marriage, only this time did he really feel like a respected man. Now he really felt a calmness that whack his heart.

"I'm still busy, can't take you. Later in the afternoon I'll catch up with you" Micho said.

"Yes, I understand," said Amara casually.

"Be careful" said Micho warmly. Amara nodded then walked away. Now Micho can only stare at Amara's back who starts to move away from her.

"Sheyna Amara," he murmured. Micho glanced at her phone and opened a gallery on her phone. Sabrina, the photo is still there, reminiscent of a wide gaping wound.

Micho looked at her phone, there were several messages received from several Clients who gave her messages. Micho, who was visibly excited, now clenched her hand. He wants to see his father soon.

****

In a magnificent mansion, Erika and Rayen were enjoying a few bottles of Alcohol. Erika seemed to smile happily because Rayen also failed to spend the night with Amara. He who likes Rayen will not let Amara fall into the hands of Rayen, the man he loves.

"Rayen, you're drunk. We better go home" said Erika.

"Based on hypocritical women, you'll pay for your actions later, Amara. I won't let your life settle down" he said amid his unconsciousness.

😍😍😍