The Beloved Lady of Mr. Dama

Chapter 16

Jasmine looked at Alya with wide eyes. "Why is he here? Did he follow Dama?" 

Dama does not know that Jasmine went to see Alya personally, Jasmine also does not want him to know about their personal meeting.

If Alya takes the initiative to greet her later, she might as well pretend not to know Alya and that they have never met each other.

This was because Dama did not do it like him to do this little act behind his back

Alya looked at Jasmine who was hiding behind Dama, looking scared and fragile, but her gaze was towards her.

Alya fell silent. He could not understand why Jasmine disliked him so much. 

The atmosphere in the small toilet was silent and awkward.

Seeing Alya sitting on the closet, Dama frowned and asked, "Why are you here?"

Alya cleared her throat and immediately said, "I accidentally entered this restroom, because the one on the first floor is being repaired. I was in a hurry, so I had to use the one on the second floor."

As a result, he met them here. Think Alya.

Dama narrowed her eyes, "What are you doing here?"

"Uh, have fun with my friends," replied Alya ketus.

"Go home now!" pinta Dama's. "This is not the place of a little girl like you" continued Dama.

Anger suddenly burned in Alya's heart. He had not been angry before, but now he was so angry that he wanted to beat up Dama that very second.

"Why can't I be here? Only men can be here, but not women? That's discrimination!" Alya shouted in heart.

He had not mentioned his affair with Jasmine! Alya wanted to snap at him, but he did not have the guts to do so.

He had the absolute right to speak because he was his sponsor, so he did not dare to argue with him.

Looking down, he then raised his head again, curling his lips into a sweet and obedient smile. "All right, I'll go later."

"Do you really wish I was gone? No way! Hmphh!" alya's inner self denied secretly.

"How long have you been here?" ask Dama when Alya has not yet stepped away.

"Why? Do you want to know how much I've seen and heard?" alya Goda.

Dama glares.

Alya stood up with her serious face and "Trust me. I didn't see or hear anything. I fell asleep here and was woken up by my phone."

 "I'm not lying" Alya said again.

Alya was a little confused as she looked at him with dark and sharp eyes without saying anything. Does he still not believe his words? Think Alya.

"What a pity I met them here," Alya thought to herself.

Dama sighed as he finally said, "Get out of here."

Alya immediately stood up straight and said, "Okay, I'm leaving now."

Looking at the back of the woman who left without hesitation, Dama's eyes slowly became deep.

The bathroom was calm again. Jasmine's heart skipped a beat and she was a little confused as Dama stood straight and straight beside her, staring in the direction where Alya disappeared.

He knows Mama well. Other than her ex-lover, she would have no place for anyone else in her heart. But the way she looked at Alya just now made her a little confused. He could not let the man he had been courting for years be seduced and snatched away by a little girl like Alya.

 "Dama, do you know that girl?" ask Jasmine.

Dama averted his gaze, glanced at him, and instead asked, "How do you know I'm here?"

Jasmine bit her lips and hesitated.

"Say!" firmly Dama.

"Uh, the owner of this club is my fan and knows about my relationship with you. I told her to tell me secretly if you come here in the future," explained Jasmine not daring to continue as Dama's face turned grim. Jasmine knew that she had crossed her limit again.

A man with his stature hated him the most, as others plotted against him behind his back.

Jasmine's eyes turned red and almost shed tears.

 "I was too scared, that's why, I had someone tell me where you are secretly. I'm afraid you'll leave me if you have another woman. I was afraid, I was afraid of losing my brother, and I had no family in this world. I only have you now."

As Jasmine spoke, her tears fell at the thought of her elder brother, who had died at such a young age.

Mama's eyes turned, "Okay, stop crying. Good you know you're wrong. Learn your mistakes, and don't do anything like this again. You know I don't like people sniffing out my existence."

Jasmine raised her head and repeatedly promised, "I know. There won't be another time!"

"Back first. I'll ask Anthony to take you away" said Dama.

Anthony is a nobody. He was the most trusted subordinate of Dama. Ever since he asked someone most trusted to send him home, it meant that there was still a place for him in his heart.

Jasmine felt a little relieved. Jasmine knew that she would definitely upset the man if she insisted on staying, so she obediently agreed to her arrangement.

Dama came out of the restroom, but there was no one around. Anthony sent Jasmine home, so she went straight to his room.

The corridor was very silent and long as if there was no end to it. Dama was walking forward but suddenly stopped.

"Get out!"

Dama stood still and glanced with the corner of his eyes. His eyes were sharp and his voice was as sharp as a knife. There was someone hiding in a dark corner behind him.

There was a figure standing in a dim corner so that one could not see his face clearly. His lazy, deep voice sounded, "You found me so quickly? You are truly capable of fulfilling your reputation as the heir to the Damaputra Family."

With that, the man raised his hand and clapped his hands.

As Dama leaned to one side, the light in the corridor shone on his face, giving off a gloomy and cold air. He opened his thin lips slightly and said, "Lina!"

Lina Mardiana raised her eyebrows and came out from the shadows with her hands wrapped in white gauze.

 "Don't misunderstand me. I didn't follow you, but I didn't expect to see you here" explained Lina.

Even though he said so, it did not sound convincing at all.

Dama smiled contemptuously as he said, "It seems that I was too gentle with you back then and did not make you completely disabled. Now you still have the energy to stir up trouble and sneak up behind me, huh?"

The smile on Lina's face froze little by little, and there was a hint of hatred in her eyes. Dama drove him away that year and nearly killed him with a single shot. There were still scars on his body, reminding him of the incident.

After letting out a momentary hatred, Lina smiled casually, "I heard you got married a year ago. Well, you married someone else so quickly. I thought you'd be single for the rest of your life for Rania."

"Shut up!"

A cold light suddenly flashed in Dama's eyes. "Don't say his name!"