The Beloved Lady of Mr. Dama

Chapter 22

Wednesday, April 29th.

"Thank you to my dear Melody, the seniors invited us to dinner, and we saved some money for a meal. Yeah!"

Friday, May 1.

"This morning there was a lecture, but I yawned all day because that bastard tortured me all night. I was very sleepy but I did not dare to sleep for fear of being discovered. Argha! DAMA is a fucker!"

Eyebrow Dama twitching. He put down the diary and took a deep breath, trying to suppress the anger that had arisen from his heart. Then, he opened it again and read the next sheet.

Saturday, May 28. 

"Suckers! Goddamn bum! You dated Jasmine while sleeping with me. You jerk!"

The angry mama slammed the diary in his hand. If he continued to read it, he could be extremely wrathful!

He kicked the box back under the bed, pulled his tie with his slender finger, turned towards Alya then took a deep breath and exhaled.

Dama leaned over and whispered softly, "You always put up the image of a good girl but you scolded me in your diary, huh?"

It was not that he did not care, but he had already vented his anger elsewhere. Thinking he gritted his teeth as he wrote the diary, he was extremely furious. That wise and well-behaved woman was also very cunning in person.

Dama continued to kiss her as punishment, but slowly the atmosphere changed.

***

In the bus, Alya cursed Dama for a thousand times in his heart. 

He woke up in the morning and found a lot of red marks on his body. He knew whose work.

Alya doesn't remember what happened last night. He only remembers that he saw Dama and Jasmine making out at the bar. When he returned to his place, he did not see Melody. Then he started drinking a lot, and then he fainted.

Alya was so upset that her eyes flushed red on the bus as the overflowing emotions frightened the young girl standing beside her.

The girl asked heartily, "Have you broken up with your boyfriend?" 

Alya grunting. "NO."

"Why are you crying?"

Alya pursed her lips, reluctant to talk about it with strangers. 

The girl gave him a tissue and said, "If it's something you can't say, I can understand. Cry and let go; you'll be fine. You'll feel better if you take it out."

The girl kept comforting him. 

Alya felt the worry from the stranger, and it made her even sadder. Finally, she cried and complained.

"My husband cheated on me and I feel guilty. He not only did not repent but was also announced to everyone. I closed my eyes to all of this, but I didn't expect him to tease the woman under my eyes. He's too much, isn't he?"

"I'm just a young girl. You don't have to spill your messes and complicated relationship problems for me" she thought.

Alya's whimper evokes the sympathy of the other woman on the bus. They all came to comfort her and curse her cheating husband.

Elsewhere, Dama suddenly sneezed in his office. 

His secretary immediately asked with concern, "Master Dama, are you sick?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his slender hand hesitantly.

Face and voice of cold. He didn't even raise his head as he said, "If you don't want to get fired, just stand there, okay?"

The secretary's heart skipped a beat, and her petty thoughts immediately disappeared without a trace. Embarrassed and awkward, he replied, "I understand."

Then, he put down his coffee, turned around, and came out in shame.

Alya arrived at the company with a lighter and brighter mood. Sure enough, when people felt guilty in their hearts, they had to vent their anger. It would be too painful to hold him.

After completing the employment procedure, Alya grinned happily while holding her employee ID.

The dream is big, now it will be realized step by step. He could already foresee his uncertain future. He will save money to pay Dama while working. His father would wake up one day, and he would rent a small house to take care of him. Life will be hard, but there is happiness after suffering. He was willing to live life like this, rather than live in the villa Dama without self-respect.

After completing all the procedures, Tria who was the direct supervisor and manager of her department, guided her around the department to familiarize herself with it. He greeted the senior and staff one by one. She is intelligent and well-meaning, and her sweet speaking skills have been favored by her co-workers.

Before leaving, Tria looked at him meaningfully and said, "Alya, you are talented. Work hard and you will definitely make great achievements in the future!"

At such a young age, he was already in a relationship with the big boss of the Damaputra Group. She is a talented woman.

Alya did not understand the meaning behind Tria's words. He took it as a cheer for her and said, "I will work very hard. Thank you, sir for giving me the opportunity to join the company."

"The "big boss himself approves your application to the company. It had nothing to do with me, I was just a small manager," Inner Tria did not dare to say.

Tria simply laughed and said formally, "Our company values talent a lot. Alya, you have to work hard. When you succeed in the future, please don't forget me."

This young lady will probably fly into the sky someday. It's not too late to get on the bright side now.

Alya was a little embarrassed by his words.

Tria knew that she had gone too far, so she cleared her throat and turned to leave.

"Mr Tria." Alya called.

"Yes? Is there anything that is still unclear?"

"No, I just want to know ...."