My Beloved Wife Mr. Pram

The CEO's Love Rival

“You've heard it?” asked Bayu who stormed into Pramudya's office suddenly.

It was the first time Bayu had entered without knocking on the door. The news spreading downstairs was too shocking!

The employees were gossiping that Young Madam had an affair outside. Absolutely ... cannot be expressed in words.

Pramudya still looked seriously reading the documents in his hands, making Bayu grit his teeth in annoyance. This one human!

“Pramudya Antasena, if you continue like this, I'm sure your wife won't last long with you! Let alone six months, it might not even last until the wedding reception!” Bayu cursed with emotion.

Pramudya scrunched his forehead a sign of displeasure. He looked up and looked at Bayu full of warnings. What kind of speech is that?

“You swear to me?” the accusation.

Bayu evasive, “Who cursed you? I'm just saying based on facts! If you continue to be cold and indifferent like this, there will be no woman who can stand you!”

“No need for women to put up with me. If you want to go, yes, just go.” Pramudya answered casually, then returned to search for documents that he thought were more important.

“The man who was rumored to be your wife's mistress, she is Thunder who disappeared three years ago. I've been investigating it. Three years ago, he didn't disappear without cause. His grandfather found him and brought him back.”

Bayu remained silent and waited for Pramudya's reaction. The friend remained lowered and silent, but from his tightened fist, he could feel that actually Pramudya was a little concerned. That's why he sighed and reported the results of the investigation that had just been sent by his men.

“The original name is Yoga Pratama, the only successor of the Pratama Group in Singapore. Twenty years ago, his uncle colluded with his father's business opponents to seize the Pratama Group. Both of his parents died on the spot. Yoga is badly injured, but still alive. One of the accomplices of the plotters felt unbearable, then sent him to Indonesia to remove traces. Then somehow she ended up at the Mother's Orphanage when she was ten and met your future wife there.”

The point of Bayu's speech is, if it's just any man then it's okay, no need to care. But this is the successor of Pratama Group which is no less big when compared to Antasena Group. Freya can be taken at any time.

Pramudya's pupils shrunk. Clearly he understood what the intention was hidden in the information conveyed by Bayu. There was a hint of a foreign feeling that churned and made his heart uneasy.

He should not care if the girl “cheated” with anyone. Their relationship was only on paper, there was no deep emotional involvement. However, that uncomfortable feeling seemed to gnaw at his heart.

Was it anger that the girl was hugging another man in front of her office? Or because of his wounded ego?

Pramudya was getting upset because he could not decide what the reason was.

“You think carefully.” After saying that sentence, Bayu turned around and left.

To be honest, he really hopes Pramudya can get along with his wife, will not end the marriage after a period of six months. The appearance and ability of the girl is not bad, it only takes a little polish to make her shine even more. He will feel much calmer if someone takes care of his best friend personally.

However, looking at the stubborn and arrogant nature of his best friend, it seemed like his wish would be difficult to materialize. Still, he hoped there would be a miracle.

***

After thanking Secretary Kikan for driving him home, Freya searched for Mr. Anton and immediately interrogated the old man about the Great Mistress who came to scold him and said he was unfit for Pramudya Antasena.

At first Mr. Anton looks reticent, but after Freya swore that he would not divulge it to anyone, Mr. Anton finally relented and told everything.

The Great Mistress turned out to be only a third woman who ruined another's marriage, even causing the Hostess to become depressed and die, causing her to die, but he shamelessly claimed ownership of the main house of the Antasena Family and acted arbitrarily there. That is why Mr. Anton decided to go out and follow Young Master Pramudya. He would not be ruled by the demonic woman.

As for Tommy Antasena, Mr. Anton only explained in outline the dispute between the two brothers.

After getting the information she wanted, Freya locked herself in the room all day. He was too lazy to do anything. Until lunch time he ignored because he did not feel hungry.

He just wanted to lie on the bed and do nothing. He suddenly felt tired for an unclear reason.

Maybe because fake weddings are too complicated and troublesome ....

Perhaps also because the sudden appearance of Yoga made his mood fall apart in an instant ....

“Mistress, Master is looking for you.”

Freya rolled over and covered her ears with a pillow. He did not want to meet anyone at this time, especially that man, Pramudya Antasena.

“Mrs ...”

The waiter's voice sounded awry, making Freya feel unbearable. He let out a strong sigh and threw a pillow into the corner of the bed. With a shaky step he walked over and opened the door.

“Mistress, you haven't eaten since lunch. Sorry, I had to tell you. Now Master is waiting for you in his study,” whispered the waiter as he lowered his head.

Freya looked at the servant who was almost the same age as her and sighed again. It was the same servant who had served him since his arrival to the house.

“What's your name?” ask Freya.

The girl looked surprised. His face paled a little. He seems to be thinking of something no-no. Freya laughed immediately.

“Already, I just want to get acquainted, not want to scold you. We've met since yesterday, but I don't know your name,” he said, smiling.

The girl looked up timidly and said, “My name is Ruth, Madam.”

Freya waved her hand. “Other times call me Freya only, Ruth.”

Ruth wanted to laugh and cry. Young Madam likes to joke. He doesn't have that much courage, okay? There is only one, he will take good care of. He is not tired of living.

Freya who knew Ruth would not agree to her request could only resign.

He also did not want to make things difficult for the girl again and asked, “Where is his study?”

“Please, Mistress, pass here.”

Ruth directed to the hallway on their right side. Freya followed without much questioning. He turned his head outside as he passed a wide-framed window in the Mediterranean style. A jet of orange floating on the surface of the sky made Freya realize that it was already afternoon. He didn't realize it at all.

Ruth stopped in front of a brown door at the very end. The shape of the room was slightly curved, almost forming a semicircle. He knocked on the door three times, then retreated behind Freya.

“Log.”

Sound from within. Freya reached out her hand and turned the doorknob.

He was a little stunned when he saw Pramudya wearing glasses. The man was standing next to his desk, reading something out of nowhere on his phone with a serious expression.

Freya gulped. He had never seen Pram wear glasses before. With such an appearance, Mr. Pram looks more approachable.

Since Pramudya did not turn his head and did not say anything, Freya ventured to ask, “Excuse me, sir. You looking for me?”

“Hm.” Pramudya muttered without looking.

Freya stared at the door, not knowing whether to step forward or not. What kind of answer is that?

This guy ... is really hard to deal with.

**

Pak Pram version "easy to approach" 😁