I'm Not Your Enemy
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Amara opened her bedroom window. He sees Micho laying her body under a tree. Amara again felt a tightness in her chest. Amara turned her steps and ran down the stairs.

Amara stopped her steps, her netting glanced at the wedding photo plastered on the wall of the family room. Amara rubbed a picture of her husband's handsome face. Husband who several days this makes her pound when near him. Makes her laugh happily while teasing her and makes a slouch when it comes to nailing her.

Amara circulated her gaze feeling lonely in the absence of Micho. His heart rippled with pain. Suddenly, Amara closed her eyes.

"I love you," he said softly, trying to pull out the shackles that stifled his chest. Amara sighed then let out a slow. With a thousand steps Amara rushed out of that magnificent house.

Rafa, who had been staying up in the corner of the room, observed Amara's steps. Rafa is just silent, actually he can read Amara and Micho who both have feelings for each other. However, seeing Amara cry always made her emotional and could not control herself.

Amara walked out, running towards the big tree where Micho was. But his chest felt tight when he did not find Micho there. Amara circulated her gaze, looking for a human existence that could make her comfortable.

"Mas Micho where are you?" ogre. Amara tried to bring her eyes back. Micho is no longer there. Amara slumped down, not strong enough to hold tightness and weakness in her legs.

Micho had left her, her tears flowing. Amara closed her eyes, sighing deeply. His chest was increasingly claustrophobic accepting the reality that was so draining of his mind. Her tears were completely unstoppable.So she still saw the man here. And now there is no wajud.

"Ra," Amara wiped her tears. Wishing the voice that called out to him was Micho. Amara. Rafa, who he saw was his beloved sister. Rafa pulled Amara to his feet. Amara welcomes her brother's hand, Rafa pulls Amara in his warm embrace.

"It's late, you better get in. The night wind is not good for you, look at your clothes soaked since last night. You can catch a cold" said Rafa. Amara let go of Rafa's embrace and circulated her gaze again.

"Don't think about it, tomorrow we try to find it" Rafa said. Amara nodded slowly even though she did not want to go back without Micho, the two stepped towards the house.

Is this sick? Have the same feelings, but destiny never reconciled with circumstances. It's so painful, but I'm used to it. Mas Micho, if in the end you choose to go it would be nice if you were never present in my life.

Amara opened the door of her room, leaning her body against the door. Amara closed her eyes, holding back all the turmoil that plagued her heart. Again Micho's shadow haunts his mind.

"Are you looking for me, Miss Amara?"

Deg

Amara's heart trembled violently, the voice so stirred her heart. Is it really just a shame? Once again Amara's heart beat irregularly after hearing the voice she longed for. Amara opened her eyes, trying to confirm her hearing. Sure enough, Micho was in front of him. Undoubtedly the smile that made Amara look haru and shed tears.

"Mas .. "say Amara. Micho stared at the shade of 2 beautiful eyeballs in front of her.

"Helms ..." Micho drew closer to Amara, stretching out her two hands. Amara observes Micho's face, which appears bruised by Rafa's blow.

"I miss you" Micho said. Amara looked surprised, Micho said a sacred word of longing for Micho and it made Amara's tears again drip. Amara could no longer hold the turmoil in her chest. Amara rushed into Micho's arms, and she missed her husband too much.

A few hours apart makes both of them have to feel pain and have to withstand tightness. Amara seeks comfort in the chest of Micho's field. Micho dipped the top of Amara's head several times. Channeling the longing that tormented his inner self.

"I'm sorry, I hurt you all this time. Letting you live in fear and discomfort, forgive me. Ra," said Micho. Amara stood up and took off Micho's embrace, looking up and looking at Micho. Amara put her index finger on Micho's lips, making Micho seem to undo her intention to talk. Micho clasped Amara's hand, seeking tranquility there.

"It's not just your fault, it's my fault, too. It's our fault that we both think about ourselves." said Amara. Micho smiled, but she was crying too. Amara's words really touched her, even Sabrina never gave the same comfort as what Amara gave. Micho kisses Amara's hand several times, channeling longing for the beautiful woman who once waved the war flag at her. A beautiful woman who became cheap when in front of him.

Micho looked at the face of her house that was still crying. Micho wiped Amara's tears and re-captured Amara in her arms.

"Don't cry anymore, I'll never leave you. You know, I realize that I love you so much, baby," Micho said. Amara closed her eyes. To him this was like a dream, how could Micho adytia Pratama who was haughty express her feelings? Amara was silent in Micho's warm embrace.

"Are you sure, Mom?" ask Amara in Micho's arms.

"Don't look up like that. Do you intend to tease me by showing me your neckline, hem?" the ketus Micho who managed to make Amara smile in the middle of her sobs.

"Mas, Micho" he said softly. Micho wiped the rest of Amara's tears and looked at Amara's beautiful face. The two stared at each other.

"What do I need to do to make you believe? I may not be able to provide the company and its branches at this time, because the condition of the company is very worrying" Micho said. Amara shook her head.

"Finish your mass, after that I will believe if you really love me" said Amara.

"I'll do it for you" Micho said. Amara smiled and rubbed the corner of Micho's lips that looked bloody.

"Okay," he moaned. Amara looked worried and picked up the p3k box in the corner of her room.

"Would you take a shower or should I treat you first, Mas?" amara asked as she sat on the sofa beside Micho sitting down.

"Do you expect me to take a shower?" ask Micho. Amara looked at Micho who looked staring with a strange look.

"Isn't a night bath your custom, mom?" ask Amara. Micho rubbed her face rough. He took a night shower to resist the urge. Then, what's the point now? Are they not husband and wife who love each other? Is that so? has Amara not revealed her heart yet? Micho smiled wryly.

"I took a shower first" he said. Amara nodded. He changed his clothes and combed his hair.

Moments later the bathroom door opened, Amara who saw Micho only using a towel that was coiled in her body immediately alert. He knows what a newlywed couple should do when they are just getting married. Moreover, Micho had expressed her feelings.

“Why are you, Ra?” micho asked as he watched Amara cover her entire body with a bed cover.

"It's okay, Mas” replied Amara ketus. He even trembled for fear that Micho would touch him suddenly.

Seeing the childish attitude of his beautiful wife, Micho smiled. He felt Amara was very cute and adorable. He approached Amara.

Micho sat next to Amara and pulled up the bed cover until Amara was shocked.

“Why tightly blanketed once, Ra?” ask Micho. Amara furrowed her brows.

"Mas! Why open? I'm cold,” complained Amara.

“Ngapain? You forgot we were married? Aren't we just friends? We're husband and wife, Ra!” Micho.

The deg!

“Don't say you want a macem-macem, Mas!” amara's Threat. Amara tightly knocks the bed cover. Micho grinned thinly.

"What pacem-macem? You forgot I'm your husband? I am free to do anything to you,” Micho said as she brought her face closer to Amara's face.

Amara looked panicked. His heart pounded violently as Micho's face drew closer.

“Please serve me, Ra” pinta Micho.

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