My Beloved Wife Mr. Pram

Treaty

At lunch break, Freya had almost forgotten about the impromptu proposal made by her superior. However, just as he was about to bribe a piece of butter fried chicken into his mouth, suddenly the man who had been in Pramudya's office approached him and stood before him.

“Nona Freya, Mr. Pram asks you to go to his room immediately,” said Bayu in a voice that is not too loud, but still sound clear.

Freya almost choked. He hurriedly patted his chest, then took out a bottle of mineral water and drank until the water in the bottle had only half left.

Damnit. He was pretty sure everyone in the cafeteria could hear the man's words just now. The proof is now all eyes are turned toward him with curiosity, some even whispered and pointed at him.

“Ha .. should now?” ask her nervously. Why did this man have to approach her in the crowd? Can't you wait until he finishes lunch?

“Cannot. Pramudya has already called a lawyer for—“

“Oke.” Freya stood up from her seat in a very fast movement. He did not want the man to finish his speech and indirectly told his little “secret” to everyone.

Freya hurriedly left the cafeteria without heeding the inquisitive gaze directed at her. He sped up his footsteps towards the elevator, then pretended to open the phone and swiped his finger with the origin.

Die me. What do people say later? Surely they will think I am pregnant first. They will definitely oppress me all out, especially the women who queue to get Pramudya Antasena.

Suddenly the girl felt very sorry. Why did he approve the proposal so easily. Can he still cancel it?

Bayu who saw Freya's slightly strange behavior immediately guessed that maybe now the girl was feeling regret. Therefore, he slightly docked towards the girl. It was fortunate that there were only the two of them inside the elevator so that he could tempt the girl at will.

“Why? Feel sorry?” tanyanya while glancing at jokes. “Pramudya Antasena the ice block. Even the coldness it emitted frightened the demons in hell. You're ensnaring yourself with a man who doesn't have that heart. Isn't it afraid of death?”

Freya laughed awkwardly. The man next to him was .. could-can he vilify his own boss like that ... also scare a girl like this.

“Do you want to cancel your approval this morning?” ask Bayu suddenly.

“Eh? Can it be like that?” Freya's eyes are breaking. He looked at Bayu expectantly.

Bayu laughed until his eyes narrowed. “So you really changed your mind? Want to escape? Ha-ha-ha .. impossible! Pram will definitely chase after you despite going into the hellhole. He always gets what he wants.”

Freya gulped and rubbed her two wet palms against her sides.

I shouldn't have spoken to this son of a bitch, he said in his heart.

The girl is getting nervous. He stared at the reflection of his shadow in the shiny elevator. He and Pramudya Antasena are like the Earth and the sky. Really don't fit.

Ting.

The elevator clinks and the door slides open. Freya gulped. He tidied his hair and clothes before trailing behind Bayu who had already walked to Pramudya's workroom.

“Come, enter,” said Bayu while pushing the door open.

Freya took a deep breath before stepping into her superior's study. Other than Pramudya, there was a man who might be in his 50s sitting next to him.

"Come here, Miss" replied the middle-aged man wearing the white shirt. " I'm Brata Supardi, Antasena's family lawyer."

Freya shook the man's hand, "Good day, Mr. Brata. I'm Freya."

"Please sit down, Miss Freya. Since you've come, let's get started," said Mr. Brata. "Pak Pramudya Antasena has given some requirements, please read first."

Brata Supardi thrust a stack of papers towards Freya. The girl accepted carefully and read it carefully. The agreement stated that their marriage would only take place within six months. But Pramudya Antasena will give up a house in the middle of the city as a dowry. In addition, Freya will receive money every month amounting to 500 million rupiah as compensation. The cost of his studies and all the needs concerning the field of study will be financed until the end. In addition, Freya is prohibited from interfering in the personal affairs of Pramudya Antasena even though they must remain friendly scenes in public.

Six months ... not too long .... It should be easy enough ....

Freya looked up, looking at Pramudya Antasena and Pak Brata alternately.

"Is this necessary?" tanyakanya. "The giving of this house and money ...."

"Pak Pramudya insists that he will not continue this marriage if Miss does not accept the terms" replied Mr. Brata.

"Mr ...."

"Is it less?" sergah Pramudya's. He looks a little impatient.

"No!” freya shouted in surprise. He then hurriedly explained, “No, that's not what I meant. This is too much. I don't want money and a house. You financed my college course was more than enough.”

"Then what would people say if they knew I didn't give you anything as a dowry? You want people to mock me, huh?” accuse Pram with squeaking eyes.

"That's .... You have misunderstood. That's not what I mean.” Freya seemed to be wrong. “I am willing to marry ...."

The priest looks more and more impatient. "Just tell Mr. Brata what terms you want."

“Ng ... that ...”

Bayu who noticed the interaction of the two people just rubbed his chin while smacking a smile. If he doesn't see it wrong, it looks like Pram is a little attracted to the servant girl.

"Is there anything you want to add, Miss?" reprimand Bayu who did not have the heart to see the face of Freya who was pensive.

“It ... I ... I ...”

“Just write,” said Mr. Brata while thrusting a piece of paper and pen to Freya.

Freya hesitates. His face also looks a little red. What would her husband's reaction be if he wrote the condition of not interfering in each other's personal affairs and not being angry when he liked another man? Secretly Freya stole a glance towards Pramudya. The man's facial expression looked very serious, like he was negotiating with a business associate regarding a work deal.

Suddenly Freya found herself very silly. He did not know what reason Pramudya Antasena asked him to marry suddenly, but clearly it is not love. This is indeed just a cooperative relationship, so there is no way there will be anything between them, ‘ right? But ... there's no harm in keeping watch. After all, they were only strangers entangled in cooperation.

After weighing and deciding, he immediately noted the additional requirements and handed them to Mr. Brata.