Love In Masalalu

Honestly speaking

"Go, before I get angry" said Dimitri who knew Arkan was glancing at Jasmin in the room.

"Excuse me," Arkan stepped back to his desk.

Jasmin got up from the sofa and rushed out of the room.

"Where are you going?" Dimitri held Jasmin's arm.

"Get out,"

"Stay here." the order is firm.

Jasmin tried to stare at the man before her "Don't you want this wedding in the office? if I stay here they will be suspicious and will slowly find out for themselves." said Jasmin who immediately let go of Dimitri's hand and came out of the room.

At lunchtime, Arkan approached Jasmin's desk, looking at Jasmin who was still focused on his work.

"Jasmin, let's eat." take Arkan that afternoon.

Jasmin shook her head "I don't want to eat." she refused.

Arkan frowned "Why?"

"It's okay, just not feeling hungry."

Arkan fell silent and looked at Jasmin who seemed focused on his laptop, but Arkan's eyes glanced at the side of Jasmin's neck which contained a red mark or a kiss of possession. Arkan threw away his gaze for some reason he felt angry seeing that.

"Eat it, there's something I want to talk about" she said.

"Jasmin shook his head again" I really don't want to eat." she said.

Arkan sighed" Alright." he said in a disappointed tone and left Jasmin.

Jasmin turned off his laptop and rested his head on the desk. He still remembered Dimitri's violent actions this morning, his heart ached and did not understand why Dimitri had always been rude to him.

Dimitri who just came out of his room and was about to leave the office saw Jasmin who looked limp at his desk.

"You don't eat?" dimitri approached Jasmin.

Jasmin gasped in shock from his daydream and immediately puffed his face.

"Good, if it hurts, don't bother me." said Dimitri who immediately passed away.

In the afternoon Jasmin rushed out of the office to go home.

"Jasmin." call Arkan who's half-run after him.

Jasmin looked over" What's up?" tanyakanya.

"Go home with me, there's something I want to talk about." ask Arkan.

"I'm sorry, I just took a taxi" rejected Jasmin who rushed away, but Arkan held back his arm.

"What were you doing in Mr. Dimitri's room this morning?" ask Arkan who can't help his curiosity..

Jasmin flinched and seemed confused to answer what "I didn't do anything, just do my job." said Jasmin.

Arkan grabs Jasmin's long hair that covers his neck.

"What sign is this? what kind of work did you do with him?" ask Arkan who pointed at the red mark on Jasmin's neck.

Jasmin was completely shocked and did not expect Dimitri's rough kiss around his neck to leave a trace until Arkan saw him.

"I have to go home" said Jasmin nervously and hurried away from Arkan.

But Arkan was holding his arm tight. "Tell me, what's your relationship with him?" arkan Sentak.

Jasmin was stunned and did not expect why Arkan looked so angry. "Pak Dimitri, my husband" said Jasmin, who preferred to be honest than Arkan, who accused him of not being.

Arkan was surprised not to hear Jasmin say "What? your husband? how come?" tanyanya did not believe.

Jasmin fell silent, and not knowing how to explain, everything was too complicated to explain to him.

"Let's go home" said a man as he let go of Arkan's hand which still held Jasmin's arm.

They turned their heads, looking at Dimitri who was already standing before them.

"Let's go home." Dimitri repeated his words and pulled Jasmin's hand to get into his car, leaving Arkan still silently sculpting.