Trapped Love Duda Arogant

CHAPTER 4. DAMIAN'S SOLICITATION

"Where are you going?"Ayeuna frowned because this was not the way to see him home.

"To my house."Demian replied casually.

Ayeuna. He did not want to go back home with bad memories for him. He didn't want to set foot there.

"I don't want to, I'd better get down here."Ayeuna refused firmly. No matter what Damian Yang seemed to be annoyed at him.

"Prasetya wants to see you. Your card I just gave him this afternoon after school, so he wanted to thank you in person."Damian. Prasetya never said that. Ayeuna was stunned, if for Prasetya's problem it seemed like he could not resist.

"Alright, but I can't take long."

"No problem."Damian smiled thinly.

The luxury car was traveling at a moderate speed. Heading for a luxury residential complex inhabited only by an elite group of wealthy owners. Damian House as one of the grandest in the complex.

The high turnstile opens automatically. Luxury cars and enter the spacious home yard.In the daytime like this the luxury of the house is clearly visible. With a bit of clumsiness Ayeuna followed the handsome man into the mansion.

From the direction of the stairs, a handsome boy came down and he was Prasetya Perez, the only child of Damian Perez whose mother had died while giving birth to him.

"Moon ayeuna!"Prasetya shouted in welcome to the arrival of his favorite beautiful teacher mother.

Though only last afternoon they met, but Prasetya seemed to miss him a lot.

Prasetya ran towards Ayeuna and hugged the slender body of the beautiful girl. Her little fingers grabbed Ayeuna's hand and held her.

"Tumben came to my house?"Prasetya looked up and asked with his innocent face.

" Uhuk, don't you want to thank Ms. Ayeuna for the gift that was given to you?"Demian forgot if he had not coordinated with Prasetya to do this lie.

Ayeuna already felt that Damian was lying from earlier, she also glared at the man who was now misbehaving in front of her.

"Oh yes. Thanks for the card, Mom. Prasetya likes his robots."Prasetya smiled sweetly. While Ayeuna smiled bitterly.He was sure the child was just chatting because the robots he gave were just cheap robots. Which may not be much when compared with his good toy toys.

"Bu ayeuna, come with me."Prasetya pulled Ayeuna's hand towards the piano in the corner of the room.

"Play a song for me Mom!"pinta Prasetya's.

Ayeuna sighed, fortunately as a child she was taught to play the piano by her late father. So for some kid songs he could.

Ayeuna began to play her fingers on the piano, Prasetya glad to begin to dissolve in the music played by Ayeuna

"Mom, do you want to be my mother?"the question just came out of Prasetya's mouth after Ayeuna finished her song.

Damian gawked at the request of his son. From whom did he learn to speak that phrase?

"A…..What's?"Ayeuna stuttered at the impromptu question from Prasetya.

"Prasetya, it's time to take a shower, take a quick shower, your sun's smell is getting stinging."Damian lit up the conversation Prasetya and Ayeuna.

"Alright,"Prasetya pouted as he had to leave before hearing the answer directly from Ayeuna's mouth at her request earlier.

The boy went back upstairs, leaving Ayeuna who breathed a sigh of relief. Since when did Prasetya have such a wish.

"Ehem. I want to talk to you about something."Damian broke Ayeuna's daydream Who was still thinking about Prasetya's question just now. But looking at Damian's calm and relaxed attitude, it seemed that the man was not affected at all by the question of his son earlier.

"Ok, Ayeuna you don't have to think about that either. Ayeuna let out a rough breath and followed the steps and Ian headed for the living room.

the man sat on the sofa. His elegant attitude increasingly showed his good looks. Only abnormal women may not feel interested in the good looks they have. Wait, is Ayeuna one of those abnormal women?

"Sit down,"Damian told the ayeuna to sit down before him.

The beautiful girl with a slightly thin body was seen lowering her head. A little curious, What exactly did the man want to talk to her.

The girl looked up. A job?

"What job?" Ayeuna frowned.

"Be a private teacher to Prasetya, I see Prasetya is weak in the field of mathematics," Pinta Damian.

Ayeuna. He who is determined not to want to be in touch again with Damien Perez is now offered to teach the private son of this man?" isn't this denying his own resolve? no, he would not change the resolve he had made himself.

"I'm sorry, but you better find another private teacher I can't." Ayeuna refused firmly.

Damien Perez stared intently at Ayeuna. This time he got a rejection from someone. And it was done by a girl like Ayeuna anyway.

I'll give you five times the salary you can get from private teaching." Damien Perez's self-esteem was troubled by the rejection.

fivefold? that was almost equivalent to a very fantastic amount for Ayeuna. By taking this one job alone.he can already pay his tuition fees safely.do he just take this job?" Ayeuna thought for a moment.

But the shadow of the first night that Damian snatched from her, forcibly made the girl undo her intentions. No, he had to forget about the incident and continue his life without the shadow of the incident again and without seeing Damien Perez again.

Therefore, Ayeuna firmly shook her head.

"Thank you dear Mr. Damian Perez, but I still refuse this job."

The answer from Ayeuna made Damian stupefied. It seemed like the girl was indeed stubborn and hard to conquer. How else would Ayeuna refuse a job offer from him.

"I'll excuse you to go home then." Ayeuna got up from her seat. He intends to go home. But the shadows of 5 million keep dancing around in his brain. insanely expensive."

BRAK!"

Accidentally the girl hit a large urn located at the elbow of the wall that led to the living room.

BYAR!"

A large jar made of ceramic was broken into pieces. Ayeuna was stunned at the results of her carelessness.

That urn must be very expensive. There are no cheap items in this house.How about this?

Ayuna bit her lower lip as she turned towards Damien Perez who was still sitting on the sofa.

The man stood up and approached where Ayeuna was standing.

Well, that's my late wife's urn." Damien Perez's cold voice was clear. He stared at the rubble of ceramic shards scattered on the floor by folding his hands in front of his chest. The man's face froze with a flat expression

Ayeuna. It's getting worse. This jar must have a high historical value. Damian definitely won't let go this time. What a waste of his life today.

A... I'll buy you a new urn."

Ayeuna tried to persuade Damian with a parched face.

"This urn can never be replaced. This urn belongs to my wife. Whatever you replace with a new one. Still will not be able to replace its value" Damien Perez said firmly.

"Keep me how?"Ayeuna looked confused. The girl almost cried out of guilt.

"Guide me to dinner tonight."

"WHAT???

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