The Beloved Lady of Mr. Dama

Chapter 12

Dama gently tapped on the wooden table with her slender and beautiful fingers, her eyes twitching and somber, seemingly thinking of something.

"Call the HRD person to my office" Pinta Dama said.

Anthony nodded.

In a different place, When Alya opened her eyes, the first thing she felt was that her entire body felt extremely limp.

Alya stood up from the bed with her hands supporting her waist and gnashing in pain. He thought about what happened last night and cursed himself.

Alya not only did the deed twice in the study room and when they returned to the bedroom where he had been unable to move!

Hana was cleaning the living room when Alya came down and poured herself a glass of water.

Hana stopped what she was doing and said, "Miss, let me warm up breakfast for you."

"No, it's okay. I'll do it myself."

Alya took a sip of water and ran into the kitchen. She was not a rich young woman who needed a servant to serve her. He can only eat whatever he wants to eat and will try not to disturb others.

After eating, the phone rang. Alya immediately answered him, when he saw that it was a phone call from Melody, who urged him to come out and meet her. Alya quickly agreed, packed up, and got out.

Melody had been waiting for a long time for Alya to come. As soon as Alya sat down, Melody said, "Alya, don't you admire Jasmine so much?"

Alya was stunned by that inexplicable remark.

"I remember you were a fan of Jasmine before. You're going to put up the picture as wallpaper, and when the new TV series comes out, you're going to talk to me about it. But now, I notice you rarely talk to me about it. Why the hell?" melody asked looking at him with a smile.

Alya immediately broke out in cold sweat. Melody is a smart man. He wouldn't ask such a question for no reason. What's he thinking? Alya thought to wonder. No way, he never revealed anything to Melody.

Alya was stunned for a moment. With Melody's intelligence, he didn't know if Melody was guessing anything was wrong with him.

Facing Melody's burning eyes, Alya laughed flatly.

Alya put together some beautiful words so that Melody forgot about the conversation earlier. Suddenly, his phone rang.

"Ah, definitely It was nothing more than Jasmine's call about the deal yesterday," Alya muttered in her heart. He wasn't ready to answer the call in front of Melody.

"Your phone sounds" Melody said.

"Let it go, it must be a misalignment" Alya lied.

Melody quickly snatched Alya's phone, she picked it up.

"Hello, who is this?" ask Melody ketus. He doesn't like his best friend being bullied by strangers.

Alya quickly snatched her cell phone back and stuck it on her earlobe.

"Hello, Miss Alya Ramadhani. I am Tria, HRD Damaputra Group. You sent us a job application yesterday. I'd like to ask if you have time to come here for an interview today."

Alya's eyes widened.

"Aren't you lying to me?" alya asked doubtfully.

"Of course not. Interview at 2pm. Please remember to arrive on time for the interview," she said with that, the person ended the call.

Alya was trembling with excitement.

"What's going on?"

"Melody, I got a call from Damaputra Group!"

Melody raised her eyebrows, "Didn't you go to their interview yesterday? Why did you receive another interview call today?"