Forced to marry Mr. Billoners
Lunch Banquet

According to the initial plan Damara had prepared a photo for prewedding, he thought for a close friend Galang turned out to be Galang who preweding with the woman, even after the breakfast event Icha prepared. 

Damara has not seen Icha's whereabouts anymore, he wants to find Icha's whereabouts but he still has to arrange for some photo objects to be taken inside the restaurant.

The photo shooting event was long enough even until the hot sun, Damara and Gilang and his future wife re-entered the VIP room.

“Icha to where?”

Damara distracts her from hearing Galang's voice, “I didn't see Icha, just said she wasn't feeling well. Maybe Icha permission to go home sir.”

“She hurts?”

Seeing the look of worry in Galang, Damara was amazed. ‘Does Galang still have feelings for Icha, then the woman?’

The woman Damara knows by the name of Miranda hit Galang's shoulder, “There seek, danger if she committed suicide.”

Damara scrunched his forehead, “This is what Sir?” damara asked because she did not understand everything that looked confusing like this.

Instead of answering Galang came out of the room in a hasty step. Damara wants to chase Galang but his arm is held back by Miranda, “There can I help miss?”

“Where are you going? Let them talk. You wait here, order a fresh drink dong.”

“Good miss.” Damara grabbed the phone handle in the room and ordered a drink for Miranda.

Miranda noticed Damara's face, which looked almost similar to her. “You are original from Indonesia?”

Damara smiled, “Iya, I was born and raised here.” Damara is friendly.

Miranda was actually curious but she also did not want to bother with the parts of Damara's face that were similar to her.

“Miss can I ask?”

Seeing the nod from Miranda's head as the answer, Damara let out her curiosity as Miranda looked relaxed. “What is the miss not jealous, see emm .. prospective husband miss who is looking for my friend?”

Miranda laughs at Damara's stupid question, “For what is jealousy, sometimes the only way to see our loved ones, is, have feelings also on us or not in a way to make him jealous so that he is aware of his own feelings.”

One knocked on the door, he entered with Miranda's order and kept it on the table. 

“Betul, I do not have the heart to see my best friend moody just because his love is rejected.” With ease Miranda vertical juice that has just been delivered.

Damara silently thought about all the words from Miranda, ‘Making her jealous to confess feelings, is it really happening?’

“Better you rest only, it's lunch hour.” 

Damara bowed respectfully, “Well miss, I'm sorry.”

Damara exited the VIP room she was walking to get to her room, but her phone rang a sign calling in she was forced to stop her steps. Damara reached into her phone looking at the phone screen showing Jerricco's name.

Damara breathes before pressing the green button, “Happy afternoon sir,” greet Damara.

“Don't be too tired, eat. Kevin has ordered lunch for you.” 

Jerricco's voice was clearly heard in Damara's ear, “Thank you, sir.” Damara looked at the screen of his phone that was already on because Jerricco ended his phone unilaterally.

Damara just tried indifferently he put his phone back in his pocket and continued his steps. Arriving in his room Damara walked towards the sofa he sat down and noticed a plate of rice and grilled fish. 

Damara's smile expands, “Where does she know I like grilled fish?”

His red cheeks caught Jerricco's attention, he picked up his phone and sent Jerricco a message.

Damara sent Jerricco a message. [Thank you, happy lunch]