My Beloved Wife Mr. Pram

Deciding Relationships

After exiting the Dean's room, Lisa pulls Freya's hand to go to the campus gate. Ruth was already waiting there, delivering their clothes. Fortunately, Mr. Bayu moved quickly and immediately asked Ruth to come.

Along the way, the two of them got various gazes from the people who passed by. Someone gave an expression of astonishment. Someone looks curious. Someone is pity. Some whispered while laughing. Whatever it is, Lisa and Freya try not to care.

It was not that they were too thick-faced and did not feel ashamed, but there was nothing they could do to overcome those kinds of gazes. But they couldn't possibly stop and explain what happened to everyone.

“Fiuuh ...” Lisa exhaled a long breath after arriving by the roadside, pulled over on the onion of a palm tree even though the tree trunk was unable to block the increasingly bright sunlight.

“Where is Ruth?” freya asked as she looked to the right and left.

Lisa searched, then read back the message on her phone. He gave clear instructions. There's no way Ruth's messed up, ‘kan?

“Freya!”

Lisa and Freya turned their heads together, then the expressions of both of them both turned grim when they saw someone who had just jumped down from a black Audi car.

“Why even this delinquent who came?” Lisa sizzled annoyed. He ruffled his waist and stuck out in front of Freya.

Freya's face softened slightly when she saw the appearance of Yoga that changed a lot compared to the last time they met. No more classy and classy looks. This time Yoga's face looks crumpled. There are sideburns on his cheeks and chin. His face was haggard, seemingly lacking sleep for quite a long period of time.

Yoga paused about five steps in front of Lisa, gazing past the girl and looking for a pair of clear eyes that she had been sorely missing for the past week.

“Freya.” Yoga called out once again in a low tone, sounding a little desperate.

He gulped bitterly, then asked with a slight plea, “Can we talk?”

Lisa who answered him with ketus, “Speaking what? Scram! Go talk to your ancestors!”

“Lisa.” Freya pulled Lisa's hand and shook her head slowly.

Lisa sneered in annoyance, but still walked away obediently. In any case, he had no right to interfere, what else decided what Freya should or should not do.

Besides, he didn't want to make a fuss anymore. Enough with that silly show. Do not go viral because of a fight on campus. So embarrasing.

Freya stood face to face with Yoga, but there was already no feeling of anything that flashed in her heart except guilt. He feels guilty to Yoga for ignoring and forgetting him. The guilt was only a little, but it was quite obstructive and made him uncomfortable.

“You said what?” ask Freya. “Say quickly. My time is not much.”

Yoga glanced at Lisa for a moment. It felt uncomfortable to talk about important things while being stared at by an outsider. What else was being stared at so exorbitantly, as if he had a debt of hundreds of millions to Freya's friend.

Yoga gulped once again. He could not protest because Freya did not rebuke his friend for silence. That means he also wants to quickly leave, ‘kan? Don't want to talk to him for long.

“What's up?” press Freya while looking to the right and left again. Where did Ruth go?

“I just want to tell you, the offer is still valid. Until any time it will still happen. Besides, Carissa and Tommy's stepmother must be up to something. You better be careful,” said Yoga slowly. He knew that hope was already very thin, or even completely lost, but he still did not want to give up. Until anytime you won't give up.

Freya nailed her gaze to Yoga. He had intended to explain to this man about his relationship with Mr. Pram, but then Grandpa died. He has no time to take care of anything else.

His phone was turned off since Grandpa's departure, he did not want to be bothered by anything else, including Yoga. Just in the morning the phone was back on, and the phone's battery dropped immediately because of the hundreds of incoming notifications, almost 90% came from Yoga, ranging from missed calls to voice messages.

Freya did not have time to read all the messages, what's more listening to voice messages, but she had guessed Yoga would come looking for her on campus. He just didn't expect them to meet so soon.

“Freya, you listen to me.. This time situation is really dangerous. I don't want you to get hurt. I beg you, go with me, yes.” Yoga implored earnestly, hoping that Freya's heart would melt and fulfill her request.

Lisa rolled her eyes in annoyance. His lips are like a koi fish.

Just dream, you little rancid boy! Big boss will definitely check your* to death!

Freya let out a long sigh before replying, “I know the current situation is dangerous. They'll use the opportunity when Mr. Pram is off guard because of Grandpa's death and attack him, maybe attack me, but I won't leave my husband. I like it.”

“I'm sorry I agreed to your offer, but it was just an impulsive move because I was upset with him. I'm sorry for giving you hope, I was wrong. Yoga, our relationship ends here only. What happened in the past, forget it. Think of it as a part of life that cannot be repeated. You can think of me as a stranger or an old friend, but it can't be more than that, ” he added in a voice that was not too loud, but sounded firm.

Within that close enough distance, Freya could see the teary eyes of Yoga. He was moved by pity, but hardened his heart so as not to melt. All the relationships that were once established between them must be resolved today in order to avoid future misunderstandings.

Yoga hands clenched tightly. His voice was stuck in his throat. What he wanted to say clumped and crammed into his chest.

Being in that awkward situation, Lisa could only grumble inwardly and retreat silently. He wanted to give Freya the space to solve her problems with Yoga. That way his friend can focus on establishing a relationship with Mr. Boss. In his eyes, Mr. Boss was the only man worthy of accompanying Freya, no one could match him.

“Yoga, I thank you for your concern, but I don't need your help. My husband and I can deal with it. So .. take good care of yourself. I go first.”

After saying that series of sentences, Freya waited for Yoga's response, but the man just stood still and looked at her.

“If there is nothing more you want to talk about, I go first,” Freya said.

He turned around and followed Lisa.

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