Recovery Azmya

"Don't carry me, I don't want to!" Said Azmya struggling. She doesn't want to be carried by foreign men.

"Azmya, calm down, it's me!" whispered Jun into Azmya's ear.

Azmya was flabbergasted and immediately looked at the boy who was carrying her.

"Jun, is that you?" Azmya asked with a happy face.

"Don't be loud, pretend you don't know me, we'll save you!" Jun whispered softly so that his voice was not heard.

"Jun, I miss you," Azmya replied as she tightened her hands around Jun's neck who was carrying her.

"Sorry honey I'm late, act like you don't know, I don't want my disguise to be uncovered. So just be normal. Soon we'll be free," said Jun.

Azmya nodded and for some reason, her face was filled with blank stares. Now it seems as if the pain and fear are now gone after knowing that the person who is currently carrying her is Jun, her lover.