My Beloved Wife Mr. Pram

Good Friends Give Advice

That morning Lisa woke up to the ringtone of her cell phone that kept ringing nonstop. He thought it was an alarm sound. However, when reaching out and looking at the name on the phone screen, his pair of eyes immediately opened wide.

What did Mr. Bayu call him this early in the morning?

“Halo, Sir?” sweep with a distinctive hoarse voice wake up.

“Jam just woke up. What kind of girl is this?”

Lisa yawns widely, giving off the annoying man's speech from the phone connection.

Sir, if you want to ask for help at least speak politely. How much do you want to wake up, what's the business with you? Who are you? My papa?

“Freya left home last night. Try checking your phone, she called you or not?”

“What?” The information made Lisa stop scolding Pak Bayu inwardly. Last night after he came home from the cafe, he went to bed.

“What happened? Why did she leave home?” tanyakanya.

“Pramudya. But—“

“What?!” Lisa's sleepiness disappeared. He jumped down from the bed and grumbled. “Why is that? What is wrong with Freya? You guys are assholes! I told him, the rich man is a bastard, but he doesn't believe it! Now look at the consequences! If this is the case who lost?!”

Lisa who wanted to cuss again suddenly fell silent when she remembered who she was talking to.

“Happy?”

Lisa bit her lip. Damnit. One day he will definitely be battered because his mouth does not have this brake.

“Before you continue cursing, listen to me talk. Pramudya had to do it. He had to stay away from Freya so as not to be targeted by those people. You can not divulge this to him, otherwise .. you take responsibility for yourself as a result,” explained Bayu.

Lisa resisted the urge to cry. If you can't tell him this, then why tell him? He knew his mouth could not be controlled. Mr. Bayu seems to deliberately want to plunge himself in danger.

As if she could read Lisa's mind, Bayu said, “Your job is to send me a photo. Minimum three times a day. You must look natural, must not make Freya suspicious.”

Lisa sat down and bit her lips hard.

Yeah, God. The task is getting heavier.

“Your payment will be given triple. Remember, don't let Freya get suspicious. If anything suspicious happens, report it to me. Understand?”

Lisa nodded.

“Understanding no?”

Lisa clapped her forehead, forgetting to talk on the phone. He replied, “Iya, Sir.”

“He must be looking for a place to stay. I'll send you an apartment brochure. Offer him. It is located near the campus. Just say there is a promotion with no down payment. Encourage him to stay there. Remember, must not make him suspicious.”

Lisa pouting. The pay is very expensive. He has to keep a secret, he can't leak it. Still must also take photos and make reports at least three times a day without being discovered, then coupled with persuading to live in an apartment that provides sloping prices without causing speculation. Why don't you have him go undercover as an FBI agent? Or shooting Mission Impossible 4 with Tom Cruise.

“Tengile girl, you heard I didn't?” yoke from the end of the phone.

“Who is a girl? You're the girl! It's a lot of will, it's not polite anyway! Huh! It's just fine not to have a girlfriend!” Lisa immediately disconnected the phone with annoyance. Early in the morning calling just makes people emotional.

He hastily opened the mailbox and checked between several incoming chats. There was indeed a message from Freya that was sent at 01:05.

[I'm divorced]

[Say he was bored]

[Lisa, I'm so sad ..].

*location link*

[Tell me when you wake up]

Lisa immediately typed a reply message.

[I'm going there now]

After sending the message, he immediately darted into the bathroom, washed his face and brushed his teeth, then changed clothes and ordered an ojek online. Shower later.

Twenty minutes later, Lisa was on the doorstep of room 104, where Freya was staying. He knocked on the door three times despite having told WhatsApp that he had arrived.

Door opens. Freya's pale face and messy appearance greeted Lisa. He rushed in and hugged Freya tightly.

“You all right?” tanyakanya.

Getting such treatment, Freya who had been a little better even wanted to cry. He buried his face on Lisa's shoulder and sobbed.

Lisa tightened her arms while cursing, “The rich man is indeed a jerk, Mr. Pram is no exception. He is a bastard, how dare he act like this to you. I'll beat him to a disability!”

Freya was crying harder.

Lisa silently wiped the sweat on her forehead.

Mr. Boss, sorry, Mr. Bayu said Freya should not be suspicious. If you want to act, you have to be totality.

“He dumped me .. he said he was bored. My heart hurts so much. Is it ... ugh, I am ap ... what? Main ... toys?” Freya stammered, rubbing her sore eyes and shrinking the tip of her nose with her sleeves.

Lisa rubbed Freya's back and led her to the sofa. “Already ... already, forget that jerk guy. You must not have eaten yet, ‘kan? What do I buy? Later after eating, we go find a suitable place to stay for you. You must be strong .. You must rise, be the best version of yourself so that the jerk is sorry half-dead for dumping a beautiful and independent girl like you.”

After uttering that spate of nonsense, Lisa refrained from giving a thumbs up for herself. I want to open a motivational class for people who are heartbroken.

Although her cries had not completely subsided, Freya confirmed Lisa's words inwardly. He must be strong. He had to prove to Pramudya Antasena that he could succeed and shine more, instead of heartbreak and slumped in protracted sadness.

Freya took a tissue and wiped her tears. “I've been thinking about it all night. I want to start my own business, selling clothing designs through social media. Instagram, TikTok, if you need to create a website. Now everything can be sold online. You want to help me?”

Lisa nodded steadily. “Of course. I will definitely help you.”

“I will return the stewardship of the cafe to—“

“Do not!” lisa shouted out loud. He hurriedly moved his hand in the air clumsily when he realized the response was a little excessive.

“Um, I mean, you're divorced, but you have to stay professional. Isn't that jerk just the owner of the capital and you're the one who runs the cafe? Monthly reports can be sent by e-mail, no need to see them. You can take advantage of the bottom area, add space to create small boutiques, display your work to attract customers. Moreover, you know the cafe is quite crowded. Men and women who visit there can all look around ... how?” Lisa bit her lips after she finished speaking. Looks like he's getting better at calling Mr. Boss a jerk in less than an hour. If he finds out, will he be fired?

Freya regulated her breathing and tried to get rid of all forms of emotions that would make her unobjective.

After thinking clearly, he once again agreed with Lisa's words. There is still empty space on the lower floor of the cafe that is not used optimally. With the savings it has, it should be able to renovate the place into a mini boutique.

“Then you deal with him to negotiate the price,” he said after making a decision.

“OK!” Lisa gave her thumbs up excitedly. “You leave it to me!”

“Thank you.” Freya forced herself to smile. He leaned on Lisa's shoulder and muttered, “Lisa, you're the only good friend I have. Thank you always there for me ..”

Lisa embraces Freya's shoulder and replies, “Sama-sama .. it's hard to be happy we're facing together, yes. You don't be sad anymore ...”

Freya nodded. He will try hard not to be sad anymore. The future is still long, don't get damaged just because of a bastard.

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