The Beloved Lady of Mr. Dama

Chapter 3

Alya was shocked when she saw the incoming call emblazoned with Anthony's name on her phone screen. He knew it was a personal assistant who worked for Dama, and he was also the one who helped register her marriage and Dama.

"Did something happen?" Alya wondered to herself.

"Melody, I'll be out for a minute to answer the phone. I'll be right back." Alya stood up and rushed to get out without waiting for Melody to answer.

"Hello," Alya immediately shifted the green button to answer Anthony's call as soon as he was outside.

"Young lady, tell me you're out of the tomb," Anthony asked in a soft tone, but still sounding resolute.

"Hmm, this is me already outside, what's the matter?" alya asked by sticking her advanced device on the earlobe.

Answering questions with ketus it has become a characteristic of himself since long ago.

"Then, Miss Alya cross over on the right side of the road" Anthony said.

"What's wrong, I haven't finished eating. This is still a lot of noodles that I ordered, if you want to wait for me for a moment," said Alya.

Dama who heard that raised his voice, "Tell him right now. Otherwise, then I'll give him a punishment."

Alya who heard Dama's words, he sighed. He knows exactly what punishment he will get. It must be a punishment to keep him from walking again.

"Yes, wait. I'll pay first" said Alya. Then he turned off his clothes.

"Melody, you continue to eat, yes. I paid, I have this big business," said Alya while taking her bag.

Hearing the word business, he became curious about what his best friend would do with big business.

"I'm coming, '" Melody asked.

"Don't! You better enjoy your noodles" said Alya then he ran out.

Alya turned her head back, she was relieved as Melody sat back in her chair and did not follow her. If he finds out he got into a luxury car, he must think he was selling himself. Basically it's the same as selling himself the proper name for him.

Alya got in the passenger's back car.

The atmosphere inside the car was so quiet as if the air was frozen. Alya sat up straight and did not even dare to breathe hard.

When Anthony told them they were across the street on the phone, he was so shocked that his heart almost jumped out of place. She's afraid

If his college friends knew of his relationship with Dama, he would definitely be showered with endless questions. Not only that, surely he will be considered as a teaser and actor.

"What should I say?" muttered Alya so that the atmosphere melts. "Shall I ask if he has eaten?" put it again in the heart.

Alya tried to open her mouth and was about to speak. However, the car that drove straight suddenly swerved to cause Alya to fall to the side uncontrollably. He fell on Mama's body with his face facing down.

Alya was dumbfounded as she accidentally touched something.

"Wake up!"

A somewhat depressed male voice sounded above his head with a slight hoarse voice.

Alya woke up quickly, her face flushed red like a boiled crab. Then he quickly explained to Dama.

"I, I didn't do it on purpose!" alya stuttered. I don't know why her brave self immediately died a flea when faced with Ken Ragen Damaputra.

Dama frowned.

Alya became increasingly anxious, thinking that she did not believe him. He pulled up his sleeve and vowed to prove that he had been accidentally killed.

"I swear, if I purposely use you, then I can't graduate from college and …."

"Stop!" Dama's cold voice interrupted before Alya could finish speaking.

"That's all because Anthony suddenly slammed the steering wheel of his car. I haven't put my seat belt on so I can't control my body. I've already apologized. What else can I do and ..." lamented alya..

"Good!"

"Do you eat garlic?" tanya Dama who smells a pungent smell makes him nauseous and wants to vomit.

Alya stunned.

"What did he say?" alya muttered in his heart.

"Sit there. Anthony, open the window!" pinta Dama's.

"Yes." Yeah."

Anthony opened the window, glanced at the stunned Alya, he sympathized with his young mistress. Even though his boss didn't say much, when he did, his words hurt.

Alya, could only turn her face towards the window and stay all the way.

Dama's brows twitched as he watched every little movement of the woman. The woman curled up like a wild cat. He occasionally glanced at her and then quickly withdrew his gaze, looking like a pitiful little animal.

The corners of the mouth curl upward. He suddenly felt happy as a smile flashed across his eyes. While Alya snorted kesaql. He hates people who he thinks have a lot of behavior.

"How can I eat fried noodles without chili and I don't smell garlic? Does it smell so bad?" alya's inner self cursed in her heart.

"She should just lower herself, not invite her if she can't stand the smell" Alya said.

The car veered violently again, causing Alya's head to hit the glass.

"What's with Anthony's driving skills? Does he have a grudge against me?" Natin Alya with face grimacing in pain.

"Anthony!" Dama growled with warning signs as his face became fierce. He glanced at Alya's reddish forehead.

"Young Master, many electric bikes on the road are not complying with traffic rules. I could only turn reflexively to avoid them when they suddenly came out into the street" Anthony explained.

Then, he looked at Alya and said, "Mistress, sorry. Are you okay?"

Alya rubbed her sore forehead and said, "It's okay. It's not your fault."

***

Alya, rushed upstairs as soon as she got home to brush her teeth roughly in the bathroom and spray a breath freshener. Only then did he feel much better.

Since there was no one in the bedroom, and Dama did not go upstairs, he quietly came to the bedside, lay down and took out a box from under the bed. In the box was his diary.

He has a habit of writing diaries and this habit has persisted for many years.

As he saved the money made today, someone knocked on the door of the room.

"Mistress?"

Alya answered and went to open the door.

"Mrs, what are you doing?"

"Ah, it's okay." Alya held the old woman's arm.

"Hana, what's going on?"

"Nothing" he answered.

"Hmm, Hannah. How did a formidable military officer turn out to be arrogant?" ask Alya.

"meaning?" ask Hana confused.