My Beloved Wife Mr. Pram

Bridal Room

[Freya, it's me. Please pick up the phone for a second, I want to talk]

[Freya, please, just for a moment]

[City ..].

[Freya, you hate me so much, don't you? I can explain it. Please ...]

[Freya .. I miss you, miss you until my chest is tight]

[Please, just for a moment .. I want to hear your voice ..].

Freya stared at the incoming calls between the messages that continued to be sent one after another with mixed feelings. He could feel how desperate the man was, the man he had long missed, then thought he had forgotten, but now the longing was floating ... it floated on the surface of his heart and swung unstably.

His hands were raised in the air, hesitating to decide whether to take the call or not, but a second later the doubt disappeared, the longing sank. He did not stare at the screen anymore and placed it on the table right next to the bed.

Freya lay in bed, but could not sleep. He rolled to the right and left, occasionally muttering indistinctly. Out of nowhere Yoga got his phone number, the man continued to contact him tirelessly even though he always refused incoming calls and messages being sent.

“Who is he? Why didn't you respond to it?” asked Lisa curiously. His round eyes looked at Freya suspiciously, and he again asked, “You didn't cheat on the Boss, ‘kan?”

Don't blame him for being more concerned about the boss than a friend. Who told his boss to be very royal, bribed him with tuition registration fees. He said to accompany Freya so as not to be lonely. Look, where is a husband and boss that good? It's a pity that Freya cheated on him.

Freya rolled her eyes in annoyance. Where is there a friend who is so blind-eyed? Blatantly defending the person who gave the money. Huh!

“Freya, quickly say. Who's bothering you? Is it a stalker? I'll report it to the Boss!” sergeant Lisa again.

Ruth who had been sitting quietly at the end of the sofa would not help but smile. Miss Lisa was very contrasted with the calm and calm Young Mistress. His nature is indeed seen a little similar to Mr. Bayu.

The voice of the call was heard again. Freya was about to grab it and turn on the silent mode, but Lisa moved faster. The girl jumped forward and picked up the phone.

Before the person who made the call greet or introduce themselves, Lisa first exclaimed, “Who is the shameless person who has been bothering the newlyweds at midnight like this? My friend is making out with her husband! If you need to, call in one more week! That's also if my boss lets him get out of bed!”

After venting her anger like an explosive firecracker, Freya pressed the power button so that Freya's phone died.

Freya was still dumbfounded and unable to respond. Lisa is not only good at stringing up lies, but also does very well. He did not even take a breath and did not blink when he said such a lie. A little scary ....

Before Freya had time to react and scold Lisa who took her phone without permission, the sound of a doorbell rang.

Ruth jumped up first and peeked out of a special hole. A split second later, he opened the lock hastily and opened the door wide.

“Master, you came looking for Madam?” he said while bowing politely.

Bayu who stood beside Pramudya first barged in with a stagger while exclaiming furiously, “Who is bothering Young Madam? Quickly tell me, who is it?!”

Lisa fell silent and checked the call history just now with a very stiff and slow motion.

Apparently the one who just called was the deputy CEO. Why was he so careless and did not check the name of the caller first. Dead already. He was preparing to be fired that night.

“Quickly say, who would dare to disturb Pramudya's wife?” repeat Bayu as he steps closer to Lisa.

From the smell of alcohol emanating from the man's body, Lisa could guess that the vice CEO was already drunk, so she took two steps back carefully while answering, “Vice CEO, sorry, sorry, I don't know who just called you. This man, not knowing who, he kept calling incessantly and sending hundreds of messages. I was upset so I picked up the incoming phone and got angry, thinking it was a call from the same man. I really didn't read the name of the caller. Kindly you forgive me.”

Bayu was silent and squeaking. Who is this girl?

Oh, is this Freya's friend Pramudya meant to be? Hm, looks like she's that cleaning service girl isn't she?

Lisa's attitude while apologizing really looked sincere and humble, Freya couldn't bear to roll her eyes once again. This friend of his is really very great at taking people's hearts.

When Freya was still busy sneering at Lisa inwardly, Pramudya had arrived beside her. The man grabbed her hand and asked her, “Who called? What is Yoga?”

Freya tilted her head and looked at Pramudya. The pair of normally black and shining eyes was now slightly reddened. Was he drunk too?

“You drunk?” Freya asked back.

“No.” The voice of Pramudya is deep and low. He did not take his eyes off Freya's face.

“Who called?” his insistence.

“It ...” Freya lowered her head and did not dare to return Pramudya's gaze. How explain? He was afraid that the man would misunderstand.

Looking at the situation, Ruth immediately went ahead and explained, “Master, Madam did not pick up the phone or reply to the message, but that person kept bothering, so Miss Lisa picked up the Madam's phone and scolded the person.”

Instantly the room became quiet. Bayu who heard the explanation from Ruth was finally able to digest the girl before him earlier. So that's how the story goes. This cleaning service girl is great. It was not in vain that Pramudya brought him here.

“Good work,” praise. “Other times if anyone bothers your friend again, just break his legs and hands. Send her medical bills to the company.”

Freya and Lisa were both stunned. This arrogance ... is unmatched!

Pramudya who can guess who the bullies who call the nights just stand and say nothing. He himself was confused what to do.

Should angry?

In the agreement clearly written that they should not interfere in each other's personal affairs, then why did he just obey when Bayu dragged him here? Why ... does he feel a little unhappy? Why .....

Pramudya kept asking in his heart, but could not find the answer.

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