Love Story of Amara
Chapter 195: Mike's trap
In the room Mike contacted someone who Mike was calling but Mike smiled a thousand-sense smile.
"All right, I'm there now." Mike said in a serious tone and then turned off his phone.
"The game is about to start." Mike muttered and took the car keys and went down the stairs.
"Honey.honey.." call mike.
"I'm here, baby." Answer amara in the kitchen
"What the hell is my wife."
"I'm making a cake again, I'm tired of being silent. Where do you go is this neat where it smells so much more."
"Dear baby I'm gonna go out for a minute with some business, all right?"
"What business, who?"
"Well why Amara's so possessive now, or my feelings." Inner Mike
"I have to meet clients at cafe xxx, they've been waiting for me I don't feel good if they wait too long."
"Sorry baby I lied but this is all I did for you." Inner Mike
"Yes, be careful what you do."
"Yes, my dear will not. Muach.go first yes, assalamualaikum.."
"Waalaikumsalam.don't be long." Added Amara
"Ready! I promise less than an hour I'll be home again."
"So that's a lie."
"Yes.no, I'm leaving." Amara nodded, though she was not willing. For some reason since the second pregnant Amara wanted to always be close to Mike Amara also felt strange things on him.
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Mike gets in front of the cafe xxx as Dion says yes.The person who contacted Mike was Dion.
Mike also wears a sports motorcycle belonging to his friend that he borrowed on the road in exchange for a car.
As Dion informs Angel is having lunch at this cafe. Mike got off his motor sport then looked for the right position to hide not to forget he also wore a hat. Not far from Mike hiding two thugs Mike also has a standby in his place to stay waiting for the right moment to run the action.
Seeing the angel coming out of the cafe, Mike smiled obliquely.
Angel stood by the side of the road waiting for a taxi and that's where Mike took the action. Mike codes two of his thugs and the thug strikes. In an instant the thug managed to snatch the angel bag.
"Drug!! Please pickpocket.." cried angel but the pickpocket ran as fast as possible. There was no one to help the angel because the streets were quite quiet.
Then Mike came as a hero, Mike riding his motor sport stopped in front of the angel.
"Ride up!" Mike was wearing a helmet.
"But who are you?"
"Hurry up, we'll go after the copet."
"I.iya.ya." angel then went up, with high speed Mike running his motor angel who was scared to hug Mike from behind."
"Damn it, if it wasn't for my mission I wouldn't have been touched by your dirty hands." Inner mike glanced at the hand of the angel that was coiling on his stomach.
"That's it them." Said Angel as her hand pointed at the two thugs carrying her bag.
Cittt…
Kenzo stopped his bike in front of him the thugs are a style of professional racers are very cool as on tv. Angel increasingly tighten his embrace.
Then Angel and Mike got off the bike, Mike was still wearing his helmet.
"Give me my bag!" Angel's speech. Then Mike gave the code for the thug to run
"It's not that easy." Said the thug while pushing angel to fall.
"Aww.." ringis angel. Then Mike helps the angel stand up and Mike chases his thugs. Mike ran hard until Angel was left behind.
"Stop!!" Shouted Mike. The two thugs stopped.
"Here's the bag." Mike said slowly
"Who's boss." From a distance the two thugs saw an angel running towards them
"Boss he's coming." Say one of the thugs
"Hit my stomach but don't be so hard."
"But boss."
"Quick hit but watch not my handsome face."
"Yes boss, boss wear a helmet we can't hit the boss's face, hard boss."
As Angel gets closer the thug hits Mike's stomach twice until Mike falls down.
"Geez are you okay?" Panicked angel helps Mike stand up
"I helped walk."
"No need, I'm still strong on my own, here's your bag."
Then Mike unlocked his helmet, immediately the angel was fascinated to see the handsome face of Mike.
"Jeez, that's very handsome, so I'm the same handsome guy. How cool again. It's handsome, cool, well complete anyway. Geez, this is not a dream, I hugged him too. Aa. really good." Angel stared at Mike.
"Callo.hey.." Mike stuck his finger in front of Angel's face.
"A.l.iya."
"Cockful anyway."
"I.iya sorry. I'm buying you to eat ya."
"Byeah, I also happened to want to eat at the cafe."
"Yes, come on."
"Yes he wants to." Angel's mind again.
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The cafe xxx
Angel smiled to herself as she looked at Mike.
"Why are there funny smiles on my face." While fumbling his face
"No, nothing is weird about being perfect."
"Keep why are you smiling."
"Let's see your face, uh yeah we haven't met. I'm angel." While extending a hand
"I'm mi..micle." Mike almost mentioned his name.
"What a beautiful name." Praise angel
"Basar bash can-can he praise a man. It should be the man who did that." Inner Mike
"You sure you're just ordering drinks?"
"Yes, I ate."
Mike mangosteen.
"Again, thank you so much, you have not helped me. Because of me you get hit by them."
"It's ok, no problem. Even I can help a girl as beautiful as you. Sorry I said no angry gini?"
"No one is angry, no one is safe."
"You're still single?"
"What do I answer, to be honest what it is, if honestly he ilfeel no yes."
"I'm actually married but our relationship isn't okay."
"meaning?"
"Yes, until now we have not been blessed with children. That's what made our relationship worse. I feel like I failed at being a wife."
"Don't talk like that, I'm sure one day you can get pregnant. Oh, I've seen a doctor, a fertility check for example."
"Not yet."
"If not, not necessarily the fault is in you could be your husband who can not have offspring."
"That's impossible, with his first wife my husband had twins again."
"Yaki's. It really is your husband's son, it could be someone else's son." Mike continues to incite angels to hate Ray.
"Yes, he was just as rich as I was, it's hard to have kids. Even up to five years but suddenly she was able to get pregnant. That child is not my husband's son."
"Well that's what I mean, so you don't blame yourself before you know the truth."
"Thank you, you're so humble."
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