Enemies But Dear

Enemies But Dear
Fishing Passion



"I've taken your most precious treasure?" Alma asked with a confused face.


Galih nodded her head and reviewed the horrible grin on her handsome face.


"Hey! I just got into your house and last night I was brought here unconscious. How could I possibly take your most precious treasure?"


Galih was silent, yet she unsheathed a deadly gaze to Alma.


"I just met you yesterday. What do you mean by taking your precious treasure? Then, la.......then.......pem........killer? I'm a killer?" Alma patted his chest and looked at Galih with an innocent face. "What do you mean?"


"You remember the hit-and-run on the Arjuna protocol road four. A girl was hit and left for dead. All the eyewitnesses at the time said that a beautiful girl got off the luxury sedan and it was you! You are! You hit my beloved Ratna and my future son Ratna at the time and you ran, you coward! And even worse, you used your father's money to get you out of punishment"


Alma flinched in shock and retreated three steps back with a shammer as she continued to stare at the handsome man in front of her.


Seeing Alma's reaction, Galih laughed mockingly and rubbed the rough tears that drenched his cheeks without him noticing, Galih said, "Remember you now?"


"A. But I did leave him there because I was afraid of being blamed. I came down because I wanted to take him to the hospital la...then many people accused me of being the perpetrator even though a....I do not do it and ........" Alma sat quietly on the floor with a confused face and her hands started to tremble. The guilt of leaving the girl and finally the girl died, re-clutched her tightly and made Alma daze. Alma then sobbed in tears and muttered, "I didn't hit him, really! But I left him there alone. I regret what I did. If only I could have........... Uh! It hurts!" Alma grimaced in pain as Galih's hands gripped her shoulders and forced her to stand up.


Galih then pushed Alma until Alma's back hit the door of her study. Galih then restrained Alma's slender body and after gnashing her molars, Galih said in a deep tone, "You're disgusting! You murderer! You're a fraud too! You defrauded the law with your Papa's money back then!" Galih punched the door leaf to the right of Alma's head and Alma reflexively closed her eyes tight and her sobs sounded louder.


"You say I'm a fraud, a liar, persecuting you, cih! Then, what are you, huh?! What a disgusting loser!"


Alma suddenly bought in shock because he did not accept being said to be a loser who showed and in between his sobs he shouted, "I am not a disgusting loser. I'm not cheating on the law! I was released for lack of evidence. There were two witnesses who said they saw a white car hit the girl and my car my sedan was not white you know, right, my sedan is not white! Then, about my Papa's money, just so you know, my Papa left me alone at the time. She went with her young boyfriend overseas and left me alone. Then, you think now where do I get the money to be free from the law if my Papa leaves me at that time, huh?!" Alma pushed Galih with the rest of her strength and then she sat back down on the floor with a tired face and full of tears.


Turn back three steps back with a shaky step.


Did I wrongly accuse Alma all this time? Nope! It can't be wrong. He must have been the hit-and-run guy. Sure is! Inner Galih.


"What are you planning now, huh?! You can investigate again. Aren't you a great lawyer? Re-investigate everything and you'll find out that I'm not the hit-and-run" Alma said, drawing a sharp glare at Galih.


Alma then held onto the back of the sofa and slowly stood up. After wiping the tears on her face with the two backs of hands in turn, Alma stepped back and leaned against the wall and said in a weakened voice, "I'm tired. Just tell me what your current plan is so I can take action immediately"


Galih looked at Alma's face. Without the makeup of long black hair that was slightly wet ruffled and tangled. However, in Galih's eyes, Alma remains unusually sexy and Galih must continue to struggle with her body's reaction, again.


Galih wants to protect and calm Alma and wants to make love to the woman. Right now too.


Galih then observes the sweater worn by Alma at this time. Behind that loose sweater of hers, which Alma was wearing, Galih could see the curves of Alma's chest even the silhouette of her soft top. From that impressive indentation, Galih lowered her eyeball and found the sweater falling over a slender belly to dense thighs with a pale white, snow-like and beautifully shaped skin.


"A....What are you thinking right now? Why are you scanning me? You look at me from hair to pa...my merit?" Alma followed the movements of Galih's eyeballs.


Instead of answering Alma's question, Galih took a step wide and jumped back to cover Alma. Then, Galih raised his hand and swept the back of his fingers against Alma's soft right cheek. Even that simple touch was already able to make Galih excited, her body temperature rose drastically, and as the man let out a voice, "You can guess what I'm thinking right now?" Galih's voice sounded very low and hoarse.


"A...what?" Alma blinked and breathed harder, faster. "A"


Galih rubbed his finger back against Alma's right cheek and muttered, "I hate you so much for the past and the present"


"A... I told you I wasn't the hit-and-run and I was released for lack of evidence" Sahut Alma tried to push Galih's chest away from her, alma's efforts were unsuccessful. Galih shook and the man still continued to gently rub his right cheek.


"I'll keep hating you until it's all proven real. I'll re-investigate everything and if it proves you are the culprit, I'll kill you with my own hands. I won't be as merciful as I am now"


"Curtain! You say compassion? Your cruelty is like this You're saying that you're being merciful?"


Instead of answering Alma's question, Galih whispered, "I've never seen a woman like you. Just by looking at you I want to taste your body right now. Are you deliberately wearing my sweater to provoke my curiosity and provoke my passion?"


Plaque! Alma directly slapped hard on Galih Baskoro's cheek.