The Beloved Lady of Mr. Dama

Chapter 43

"Bagini, Anthony had recently met a girl, and she had always been unable to control her emotions in front of him. He was a very capable person, and was very good at self-control, but when it came to the girl, everything seemed to disappear."

After a pause, Dama added, "Anthony was too embarrassed to ask you, so she begged me to ask you."

Without hesitation, Arsyila replied seriously, "Very simple. He likes that girl."

"That's the problem. He told me clearly that he wouldn't like that girl!"

 Arsyila said directly, "Why is he so sure? The love between a man and a woman is not something he can control. If he likes it, then he likes it. What do you mean by 'he won't like the girl"

Dama stunned.

Arsyila immediately raised her eyebrows. "Will he not like the girl, or that he won't like the girl?" 

After a long while, he said in a low voice, "Maybe."

"He doesn't want to like that girl? Butwhy? Is it because she's too ugly, or is it because she brainwashed herself so she can't fall in love with him?" ask Arsyila.

For 30 years of his life, this was the first time that Dama was dumbfounded by such a simple thing.

As Arsyila did not get any response from the other end of the phone, she slowly regained her senses and asked doubtfully, "Hey, is this Anthony's problem or yours?"

Suddenly the call was interrupted. Arsyila's face grimaced in frustration, wondering when Dama could change her habit of hanging up the phone so suddenly and violently.

Seeing his grimace, Jimmy leaned his sturdy body, pulled him into his arms, rubbed his hands against his cheeks, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Does Dama have someone she likes?" Arsyila asked skeptically as she thought about the question she had asked on the phone just now.

Jimmy laughed and said, "I forgot to tell you that Dama's been married a long time."

"So, you should throw away all the hopeless romantic thoughts you have about the man as quickly as possible, miss!" jimmy thought to himself.

Arsyila.

 "He's married?"

"Yes. Wh why? Are you sad because she's married?"

 Arsyila slapped him and said, "What

are you jealous again?"

Jimmy frowned after he was slapped and glared at him. 

"How dare you attack the police! I'll arrest you!" scold Jimmy.

Smiling charming, Arsyila licked her lips, looking seductive and flirtatious. "Okay, officer. I'm a bad girl. Catch me quickly."

Jimmy is sexually triggered by his teasing. There is something bubbling up in the flames of lust.

Arsyila rolled her eyes at her husband.

"Stop. I have some serious business here. Why did Dama suddenly get married? When's? Did he get married secretly?" cecar Arsyila.

"Yes, he married secretly about a year ago to a young woman. From a typical family, ah a poor family." Jimmy explained.

Raising Arsyila's chin, Jimmy kissed her and said in a hoarse voice, "Don't cook. I want to eat you!"

Arsyila. While avoiding the man's intimate kiss, he said, "Have you forgotten how miserable and miserable she was in the year when Rania had an accident? The incident gave him a huge blow. I thought he would never marry another woman in his life. In addition, the incident had caused some psychological trauma within him. Time can heal physical wounds, but psychological trauma is the most difficult to heal that will continue to lurk in his mind. He may seem fine, but in fact, it can cause quite serious problems for him, psychiatric conditions."

Jimmy had no interest in listening to his speech about his area of expertise, but as he looked at the wrinkles on his face and his sad expression, it became another temptation for him.

Stimulated, he hugged her and whispered, "Arsyila, I want you."

Arsyila squinted at him.

"Then you know what he's doing. So what if she still has Rania in her heart? He's already gone. But she looks fine to me, accepts another woman and starts loving her again."

Arsyila blushed and said, "Isn't it the most important thing for men to have feelings in some aspect? Rania died because of him. His status in his heart was definitely incomparable. How could she fall in love with someone else in such a matter in such a short while?"

Jimmy was silent. 

While Dama hung up the phone, and there was a hint of confusion in his sharp eyes.

Arsyila's words stuck in her mind. Did he say that he liked Alya? But he's just an outsider. 

Moreover, he would never love another woman in his life. His true love died seven years ago.

The phone suddenly rang. It was a notification of an incoming text message. He took it out and saw it. It was a message from Hannah.

Picking up the phone and opening the text, his eyes blinked at the sight.

It was a picture of Alya.

He was wearing an apron and standing in the kitchen. Her petite body was soft and beautiful, with a pink neck and a soft-looking side profile. She seriously washed the vegetables in her hands, looking very pretty.

Dama carefully looked at the photos on his phone without missing a single detail.

He looked at her slender waist and her filled buttocks; her curves were proportionate.

He's skinny, but he's got a perfectly curved figure. His smooth body and skin were so soft to the touch that it fascinated him.

As he thought about it, his breathing began to grow faster. He took a few deep breaths and suppressed his impatience.

He averted his gaze and looked at the line of words under the photo: "Young Master, Madam has prepared dinner for you. When will you be back?"

A glimmer of light flashed across Mama's eyes and thought, "Did she cook for me?"