Loving My Enemy

The heat of Jakarta made Amara part her hair a little. He drank a Latte whose taste had started to fade. At this time, Amara was dealing with a woman who asked her to break up with her child.

"Here's a check for 100 million, you stay away from my child. Marcell is more suitable for doctors, not a lowly model like you."

With a grunt, the woman put down a piece of paper. Amara smiled triumphantly. "With pleasure, Aunt."

Then, after that they both left. Even Amara kisses the check she just received with confidence. Work? No, maybe this is called sustenance.

Who told you to keep chasing? Amara really doesn't like her privacy being disturbed. His love life has never been ignored. Lots of declarations of love, but Amara is no longer interested. Just thinking about it doesn't.

"See? A check of 100 million. More than enough for me to splurge. Even though I don't have a salary of two million a month, it turns out that looking as beautiful as me can also take advantage of." he said in a coquettish manner.

Letta just shook her head. He is the key witness in which all the men Amara rejects are brutally confused. They whine, beg for attention to their knees.

But, this is Amara Dwi Atmaja. A woman who seems immune to a lot of seduction. I don't know, even though Letta is getting married this month but her best friend is still hanging out enjoying her bachelor period by making lots of men come and go but bringing good fortune.

(Part 2)

Becoming a bridesmaid makes Amara look prettier. She doesn't really like heavy make-up. Letta and Rian's wedding went well, even the invited guests praised their friend for being very absent.

"What message did Letta give earlier? There are so many guests like this, I can't talk freely with her."

Reception party starts. The people who had been calm started middle and The formerly calm start to medium and show their action, enjoying the sound of music and swaying along with Amara.

He was alone. It looks sad, but from earlier Amara was not interested in the invitation of several men who tried to accompany her to dance.

"Need friend?"

"Oh no. I'm used to being alone." Amara tries to be polite.

"It's not good to be alone. Be beautiful, don't sell expensively, now is not the time to pretend to be limited edition, Miss."

The man's hand began to be impudent, almost repulsed, Amara was shocked when a hand countered the movement that was unreadable earlier.

"You've been refused, haven't you? If you are a man, then go with honor. Or shall I call the security guard?"

Far behind because the man in front of him was so tall, the man who was teasing him was speechless. Even Amara andilit rope.

A little amazed.

"There are empty seats if you're not into enjoying the party too much. Men's eyes just can't stop when they see someone as sexy as you."

Amara smiled faintly. What was? Sexy? Indeed, the dress with a mermaid model shows some of her shoulders. Her body is slender, even her breasts protrude without exaggeration.

Celebrities who only receive endorsements are used to being praised with vulgar words.

"Amara." he tried to smile, hoping the man in front of him sensitive.

"Daniel Pramana," the man was very good at kissing the back of Amara's hand, his eyes were sharp, his jaw was strong and his Adam's apple was seductive.

With only body movements, Amara motioned for Daniel to ask her to dance. The man was sensitive, he pulled Amara's hips closer. Their noses were almost touching.

"Your body smells like vanilla,"

"You know a lot about women's perfumes, right?"

It was predictable that Daniel's model would be like the men in Drakor. Cold, hard to conquer but very loyal.

Daniel's thin mustache rose. "I'm too young to do that, Miss."

"That's not what I meant. Yeah, from your decent looks, you can hook any girl right?"

But Daniel chose to smile. A stingy smile that somehow looks sexy in Amara's eyes.

They were barely silent without speaking. Amara had been sniffing Daniel's shoulder. Expensive perfume smells, but what brand? Is this man rich? Will Amara make Daniel his next target?

Part 3

If it wasn't for the ringing of the alarm, Amara would definitely still be fast asleep in her deep sleep. He was shocked when he opened his eyes and found himself in a five-star hotel suite. Where is this? Even more surprised was that there was a man beside her.

Last night's man!!! Daniel Pramana."

"Hey! Why are you here? Why did you bring me here, Daniel! You gave me sleeping pills, OK?"

Daniel's eyes opened slightly. "It's still 7 o'clock, too early to shout, Amara. Besides, we're just sleeping. I'm not doing anything to you. You are still a seal, that is if you are still a virgin."

Daniel covered his body again, the man was still in his pants even though he was bare-chested. And of course, Amara is still wearing last night's dress.

"I have to go."

"Wait. Hey. Isn't it weird that you came out of the hotel dressed like that? Nobody's having a 7am party, my lady."

Yes, that's right, Daniel said. But Amara doesn't want to be with a man who even forced her to sleep together. As play-girl-play girl as Amara, she still really defends her honor as a woman, namely her virginity.

Although sometimes ridiculed by some of his friends for being too old-fashioned. They often change partners without fear of contracting HIV and free sex.

"I will bring proper clothes for you, just you wait."

Daniel was forced to get up and put on a shirt, his jacket was only slung over his shoulder and left the room. Amara is between believing or not believing that the man will come back, whether he wants to go anywhere.

Only 6% battery left on the phone. The only thing she was doing now was waiting for Daniel.

And sure enough, the man came back with a clothing brand tote bag. "Change your dress with this, Amara. Or do you want me to change?"

"No, thanks." Amara quickly took the tote bag and went into the toilet.

"Relax, I won't peek. Seeing you sleep last night I can already guess what size it is."

Handsome pervert! Amara grumbled. But he was quite grateful because the man turned out to be quite responsible. Unfortunately, Amara has no memory of what they did last night.

He felt Daniel was right, they did not make love. Amara felt no pain in her groin area. Maybe it's true, last night they both just slept.

"Thank you, where is your account number? Let me change the cost of this shirt."

"No need. Besides, it's just clothes, how about my phone number, would you like that?"

What is it! Amara gave Daniel an annoyed look. He hit Daniel's shoulder. But the man quickly countered and pulled Amara's hand. They even accidentally fell on the bed.

Daniel's eyes widened, his lips were just right to kiss Amara's lips even his hands were holding her body.

"Daniel, why did you even kiss me anyway!" Amara quickly rubbed her lips. "I like looking for opportunities in adversity!"

"You are above me, meaning you kissed me, not me who kissed you. Yes, I'm sorry, I'm not the type of guy who likes to take chances. Even if it was your first kiss, I can repeat it to do better than before."

"Crazy."

Amara immediately came out of the room and made Daniel transfixed. The man pursed his lips and smiled triumphantly. Amara Dwi Atmaja. Until we meet again, the beautiful lady who owns the 36B bra.