My Beloved Wife Mr. Pram

First Meeting

Who does not know Pramudya, one of the heirs of Antasena Group who has subsidiaries everywhere. Not only in Indonesia, Anatasena Group has developed its wings to foreign countries. Especially since being under the leadership of Pramudya, Antasena Group has penetrated into European and American markets. At the age of just stepping on the number 29, Pramudya has really seized all public attention.

Handsome, rich, rich, rich..who is not crazy about him? Starting from world-class supermodels, sexy and seductive beautiful artists, to the children of his business partners are willing to queue just to be able to climb into his bed. Unfortunately, Pram—so ordinary Pramudya called—not interested at all. For him, there is nothing more fun than winning a tender and opening a worldwide subsidiary.

Antasena Group's main building is in the center of Jakarta City, standing majestically among Jakarta's densely packed skyscrapers. With a building dominated by black, Antasena Group building with a magnificent, towering height among other skyscrapers.

Pram's office is on the highest floor, precisely on the 102nd floor. With an area of 500 meters designed minimalist shades of black and gray, the office really gives the impression of arrogant and domineering.

That morning, Pram was in his office as usual. He had to check some of the reports Kikan had just given him, his secretary. There was a new hotel tender in Singapore that he had to study. He does not want to misstep and suffer losses if not careful in seeing the slightest gap.

When Pram had just rolled up his sleeve and was about to grab a cup of coffee on the table, there was a knock on the door that was not too loud, nor too slow.

The man ignored the knocking sound on the door. He sipped his coffee slowly, then rested his body with two burly arms on the table. His facial expression suddenly turned ugly. The coffee tasted sweet, but he had asked Kikan to make him a cup of bitter coffee without sugar.

Pram was about to pick up the extension and contact Kikan, but the sound of the knocking was heard again.

“Log in!” exclaim Pram upset. Now his facial expression really looks creepy.

Soon, a short-haired girl appeared who was staring timidly at Pram.

“Sorry, Sir, it ...” The girl stared at the coffee cup in Pram's hand. “Sorry, I made the wrong coffee for you, I forgot that—“

“So this coffee you made?” sela Pram with ketus. His pair of eagle eyes seemed to be staring at the prey, sharp and intimidating.

“I .. yes, sir ... sorry, I will make—“

“What's your name?”

“A .. what? Oh ... sa .. I .. eng, my name is Freya.” The girl looked really nervous right now. Rumors of his cruel and fierce boss made his guts shrink. He did not want to be fired on his first day of work.

Pram looked at the girl from top to bottom. His appearance is ordinary. Not fancy but not too bad either. The skin is not very white but looks clean. The girl had a pair of round and shining eyes, staring at her timidly while nibbling on her dye-unpolished lips.

Pram felt a little satisfied because the girl did not wear excessive makeup like the previous office girl. Moreover, there was no pungent perfume scent that made him want to sneeze at all times. Judging from the appearance, Pram guessed that maybe the girl was 19 or 20 years old.

On the other hand, Freya's heart had almost stopped beating due to being stared at in such a way by her new boss. Really scary! The man before him was even scarier than the rumors that people were gossiping about!

“You're the new office girl recommended by Kikan?”

“I-iya, Sir.” Freya twisted the end of her shirt and lowered her head. Pramudya Antasena's gaze really made him short of breath.

“Did Kikan not teach you before?”

“Eng ... already, but I—“

“Your salary is cut by 50 percent,” by pram by cold. He does not like to have careless subordinates.

“A ... what?!” Freya looked up and stared at her superiors in disbelief. “Ta .. but I'm kan—“

“Seventy percent!”

Freya bit her lips and clenched her hands tightly. He only worked one day and his salary was immediately cut by 70 percent! This boss is really a leech!

The girl sneered and cursed inwardly. That man is rich! apparently from squeezing the sweat of a lowly employee like himself. Huh! You are shameless!

“Why glare at me like that? Go make a new coffee!” For some reason Pram suddenly felt annoyed at the expression of the new servant before him. Judging from his gait, it seemed that the girl was scolding him inwardly. Not know yourself!

“Ba .. good ...” Freya turned her back and left the CEO's room in a hasty step. He was afraid that if he stood there longer and offended his boss again, maybe his salary would be cut to the end!

Just now Pram wanted to check his report sheet, again there was a loud and hasty knocking sound. He turned his gaze to the door. Can't ‘kan the girl has finished making coffee that fast?

A second later, the face of a man wearing a dark blue suit with a spike haircut appeared.

“What makes you like being chased by a demon, Bayu?” Pram looked at the vice CEO who was also his best friend while raising his eyebrows.

In contrast to Pram, Bayu is indeed more slippery, impatient, and a little childish.

“Quick read,” urged Bayu.

With a little lazy Pram took Bayu's phone and read the message that made his best friend panic. Shortly after, his forehead creased deeply.

“What does all this mean?” ask Pram.

“What else? Of course that bastard Tommy wants to seize all your inheritance!”

Pramudya sneered and laughed cynically. Tommy is his half-brother. More precisely, his stepbrother. When Pram was 7 years old, his father brought home a mistress and a two-year-old son from him. Pram's mother was unable to take the blow so fell ill.

His mother was unable to accept the inner shock so her health deteriorated rapidly, then died three months later. Since then Paramita—sang dari mistress—turned into Madam Antasena. Of course Tari behaves as if she is a queen without heeding her past as a destroyer of other people's households.

Dance lives happily with her new husband and child, occasionally trying to display the image of being a good stepmother to Pram. However, in Pram's heart, the grudge against his mother's death will never be wiped out by his stepmother's false attitude.

Although Tommy did not act annoyingly and did not bother him when they were children, Pram could feel that his brother's attitude was full of falsehoods. Tommy was always smiling all the time, being very kind and submissive in front of their father. However, Pram often hears from the servants that Tommy is very rude and likes to hit if any waiter makes a mistake. Unfortunately, Pram never found his brother's own behavior so it has no evidence. Besides, he was still too small back then.

“Tommy is like a viper, sneaking everywhere and leaving behind its poisonous venom. He had no ability whatsoever other than to curry favor and pitting sheep. Disgusting,” taunts Pram as he flips through the report page on the table. “Just try if he can beat me.”

“Pram, this time quite serious. I heard that Tommy was planning to marry Anisa, the daughter of one of the conglomerates that owned the property business. If he succeeds in marrying the woman, then automatically 20 percent of your father's legacy shares will fall into his hands.”

Bayu's remarks succeeded in attracting Pram's interest. His age and Tommy were only two years apart. And according to the will left by his father, anyone who first married and successfully developed Antasena Group is entitled to be the only legitimate heir.

Currently his position as CEO does look promising. However, if Tommy manages to maneuver and get an additional 20 percent stake, then it is clear their position will change places. The bastard will be the CEO while he himself will only be a Director.

I don't know what Tommy would do if he managed to get a position as CEO. Perhaps he would sell all the shares to the other party, or fire all the old people who had worked at the company since both of their parents were still around.

Pram restores his hair violently and looks at Bayu.

“What's your suggestion?” ask with a serious face.

Bayu cleared his throat twice before answering, “You must get married first.”

“What?!” Pramudya Antasena stood up from his chair so suddenly that it almost toppled over. “Are you crazy?”

“Only it's the fastest and most efficient way, Pram.”

Pramudya wanted to argue, but he knew Bayu's words just now made a lot of sense. He sat back down weakly muttering, “Married to whom. You know I don't have a lover.”

“Eng .. there are so many women who are willing to be slept with by you. Choose one,” replied Bayu while grinning widely.

Pramudya took the pen and threw Bayu's head. “Strade basis. Why don't you just go bed them?”

Bayu wanted to open his mouth and reply to the remark, but was interrupted by a knock on the door. Before long, Freya appears while holding a tray containing a cup of coffee.

Bayu looked at the girl fixedly. Despite her simple and ordinary appearance, the girl looked quite graceful and charming.

“Remove your saliva,” Pram reprimand in low voice. He was upset because Bayu always could not help himself every time he saw a beautiful young girl.

Wait for. Did he just describe the girl as beautiful?

Pram blinked once and looked at the servant girl.

Well .... the girl is indeed quite beautiful .. especially if dressed with jewelry and branded clothes.

His thought made Pramudya Antasena smile. Suddenly an idea flashed through his head.