My Beloved Wife Mr. Pram

Suspicious

Lisa sits propping up her chin on the cashier's desk. The shop was not too crowded. The cafe visitors are only a few people.

He occasionally stole glances through the glass barrier when Doni passed by. Despite not trying to get attention, he secretly still admired the man's good looks and calmness. A man who is mature and not full of such intrigue that he wants to marry.

Unknowingly Lisa took a long breath. It must have been a lot of fun, staying home and taking care of the kids, waiting for the husband to come home. Make him tea or coffee, then sit down and exchange stories about what happened throughout the day.

“Your saliva is almost dripping." Freya laughed and touched Lisa's forehead. He could not bear to see the silly behavior of his best friend since.

Lisa hissed and glared in annoyance. He rubbed his sick forehead while grumbling, “Why, anyway, can't let me fantasize quietly?”

Freya's laughter grew louder. He did not expect this chatty guy to be completely fascinated by Doni.

“If you keep looking at her like that, she will definitely run away from fear, instead of falling in love with you,” her ucp in between laughter.

Lisa sneers and replies loudly, “Biarin. Than you, already made heartbroken but still accommodate ex-husband in the apartment.”

Freya's laughter stopped. The words struck his heart with precision.

Lisa hit her own mouth.

Damnit. His mouth was indeed a disaster bearer.

“A-ha-ha-ha .. I was just kidding. Freya, don't put it to heart, yes,” Lisa said as she held and shook Freya's arm in panic.

Pestilent. Really looking to die. What if Freya reports it to the Boss?

Freya grinned stiffly. “I'm not that stupid, Lisa. I told him to leave before he left. I don't want to see his face when I get back to the apartment. This time I don't care what the reason is.”

Three days he let Pramudya stay at his apartment out of pity. Three days is more than enough. He felt very generous because he was willing to accommodate a bankrupt ex-husband, even cooking for him and treating him as well.

“Um .. but didn't you say he was still sick? He also has no place to stay. What if he dies on the street? It's so sorry.”

“So you want me to kick him out or not?” freya asked while tracing her waist and glaring.

Earlier said it was because it accommodated an ex-husband who was a jerk. Now defend the bastard. Basic plan-plan!

“E-he-he-he .. forget it. Let him stay a few more days. Think of it as a favor because he already gave you enough money before going bankrupt.” Lisa waved her hand in the air and went to sit on the sofa, a bit away from Freya.

The more talk the more slurred. Better to find another activity.

He opens a cell phone and goes into a business news forum, ignoring Freya who still gives him bombastic side eyes. He then put on the earphones and deliberately put on a serious expression.

Don't ask her to talk again, okay?

This mouth cannot filter what should be spoken and what should not be expressed.

“Dasign not responsible.” Freya grumbled and continued her sketches. He is making a pair of couple rings with a simple but classy model.

Only half the basic picture is finished. The concept came from ancient people who used constellations as a guide, the male and female rings he made were complementary and could be put together into a whole ring.

“Freya! Come quickly! Look at this!”

Lisa's screams startled Freya. The pencil moves spontaneously and scratches the surface of the paper. Fortunately, it is not about the design of the image that has not been finished.

“Jeez, Lisa. Can't talk slow, huh?” scold Freya while pouting. There was just him.

“You should see this.” Lisa approached Freya who was still sitting, ignoring the annoyance on Freya's face and thrusting the phone forward.

Freya frowned, paying attention to what video made Lisa such a possession.

The title of the written news is not too big, but it feels eye-piercing.

Antasena Group Acquired By Gem Buana.

“Why can this be?” Freya was not angry. He snatches the phone from Lisa's hand and watches the video intently.

He did not blink following the course of the news from start to finish, then clicked on the next news link.

Tommy said that as a brother, it was fitting that he helped Pramudya who was going through a difficult time by acquiring Antasena Group which was like an empty shell. He also promised to bring back the success of the Antasena Family through the Jewel of Buana.

“So the company is his? You rascal! Shameless!” The swearing came out of Lisa's mouth. How could there be such a thick-faced person?

“When is this news released?” asked Freya who was focused on staring at the screen, looking for the date the news was posted.

Lisa brought her face closer and checked.

“This morning, eight o'clock,” said the two girls together.

The two stared at each other in silence, not knowing what to say.

Lisa really felt sorry for Mr. Boss, while Freya felt guilty for accusing Pramudya of just pretending to stay at her place.

Freya clicked on the last news link, the follow-up to the interview with Tommy Antasena.

At 12:05 minutes, his finger quickly touched the screen and the recording came to a halt.

“What's up?” ask Lisa.

“Eng ... nothing.” Freya touched the phone screen again so that the video played again, but that time she no longer focused on watching the news until the end.

“I go home first.” Freya suddenly wakes up and hands Lisa's phone back.

“Hey, what's up? You sick?” lisa asked confused.

“No. I'm dropping the boutique, yeah. Thank you.” Freya tidied up the sketchbook and put it in a bag.

“Be careful, let me know if there is anything.” Lisa escorts Freya to the door, but still does not understand what is going on.

“OK. See you tomorrow.” Freya waved her hand, then walked outside while ordering an ojek online.

When he arrived at the side of the road, he opened contact and searched for the name Yoga.

“Halo, Freya. What's up?” The sound of Yoga sounded excited. It was the first time Freya had contacted him first. He is always the one who takes the initiative.

“So morning after driving me to campus, where are you going?” ask Freya.

“I went straight to the office. Why?”

“Really? Around eight to nine in the morning, you're in the office?”

“Yes. What's up?”

Freya fell silent. He could feel the sound of Yoga beginning to sound a little hesitant, not the same as when he just picked up the phone earlier.

“Freya?”

“Hm. Its alright. I got the wrong guy. Already in the past, yes.” Freya disconnects the phone call and is pensive.

He sure doesn't get the wrong people. The clothes the man wore in the video just now were the same as the one worn by Yoga this morning.

Although only a glimpse of his figure was recorded when walking beside the podium, but Freya was very sure it was Yoga.

Why did he say he was in the office?

Why was he at the press conference held by Tommy Antasena?

Did they work together to take down Pramudya?

Freya's hands were tightly clenched. He looked straight ahead. There were many conjectures of colliding inside his head, and he had to sort things out very carefully.

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