My Beloved Wife Mr. Pram

Escape With Gebetan?

After completing all the administrative affairs of the college registration, Freya walked out of the courtyard of the building which will soon be the campus where she studied with a light and happy feeling.

For so long she wanted to study Fashion Design. He was serious when he said he wanted to be as good as Valentina. Later, he will have a brand that will be famous throughout the world.

Lisa who walks by Freya's side is no less. He can go to college for free, it's all thanks to a friend he's only known for a few days. Oh, no, they're no longer friends. He already considered Freya as the Goddess of Luck!

“Sister, one day do not leave me, yes. Wherever you go, take me with you,” he said as he cluttered in Freya's hands spoiled.

Freya frowned and pretended to be disgusted. He put away Lisa's hand while replying, “Who's your sister? Basic shameless.”

Lisa loosened her tongue and laughed in satisfaction. He knew Freya was just joking. His daughter was actually very happy because they could study at one campus.

If Freya majored in Fashion Design, then she majored in Business Management. They talked and agreed last night. While studying later, they will start a joint effort. It might start with a small, co-managed cafe business while studying on campus and absorbing as much knowledge as possible.

Someday when they have graduated, they must have enough ability and experience to start an actual business.

“Where is Ruth?” ask Lisa. He looked to the right and left, looking for a figure that usually always stuck with Freya.

“He waited in—“

“Freya!”

Lisa and Freya turned their heads together when the sound of the baritone was loud enough to be heard from their right side.

In the blink of an eye the man had already arrived in front of them, then with a very fast movement, he grabbed and clasped Freya's fingers tightly.

“Freya, I'm almost crazy looking for you everywhere .. please, give me a chance to explain. I promise, just for a moment,” said the man with a pleading expression.

“Who are you?” ask Lisa cautiously.

“Yoga, release. I told you there's nothing to explain.” Freya tried to pull her hand, but Yoga held her back even tighter.

“You know him?” ask Lisa.

“Take-up—“ only

“I her lover,” sela Yoga who is not willing to be called just as an acquaintance.

Freya glared at him. “Who's your lover? There is nothing between us!”

“Although not to say it directly, but we both know that you love me, and I love you even more, Freya .. please, don't be too cruel to me..”.

Freya sighed and felt helpless. How do I get rid of this guy? He did not want Pak Pram's men to see them in this situation and misunderstand, then report it to the man. Can be long business.

In the end he could only relent and agree to Yoga's request. After all, this problem .. sooner or later must be resolved until it is clear.

“Good, half an hour. You only have half an hour,” he said.

Yoga eyes instantly shone expectantly. He nodded quickly. “Good. Follow me.”

“Speak here only,” says Freya.

“Cannot. I just want to talk to you alone. Did I buy lunch? Okay?” pinta Yoga's.

He hurriedly added when he saw Freya would refuse. “Just take this apology from me, my debt to you .. okay? Please ...”

He turned his head and told Lisa before getting into the car. “You go home first. Do not tell this incident to Pak Pram or Pak Bayu. I'll treat you to a meal next time.”

Lisa closed her mouth in surprise. For a moment he did not know how to respond. Has this cute and innocent looking Freya dumped her lover in order to marry the Boss?

Nah! That's not possible! Freya is not that kind of girl!

Lisa shook her head a few times to expel that thought.

But, just now Freya told him not to tell this to the Boss?

Huh.

Impossible!

He cannot betray the man who has guaranteed his life.

Lisa pulled out her phone and sent a voice message to the deputy CEO. The man did give him cell phone contact to facilitate communication in case something happened, such as the current incident, for example.

[Boss, there's a guy named Yoga intercepting us at the campus gate. Freya went with him. Don't know where.]

He also types a message and sends it to Freya.

[Sorry, I had to report it to the Boss. Be careful not to trust strangers.]

After sending both messages, Lisa ordered an ojek online and returned to her home. As for the matter of what would happen next, it was already beyond his reach.

Inside a speeding sedan in the crowd of the capital, Yoga glanced into the rearview mirror to check if any other cars caught up with him and Freya.

He had been very careful to stay away from those who had been following him and always prevented him from approaching Freya. Fortunately, he was no less clever. He sent some men to distract the guards as he approached Freya at the campus gate.

Following the directions in the maps, Yoga turns the wheel towards the small road on the right, away from the main road. After believing no one was following him, the man just lowered his car speed. He turned his head towards Freya who was sitting next to him, noticing her still calm and gentle facial water.

"Cold no?" tanya Yoga realized Freya was not wearing a jacket or sweater. Freya's body is clad in a light blue blouse that makes her look cute and fragile, making people want to look after her and protect her well.

Freya looked at it while shaking her head. “No, it's usual.”

Somehow, the movement looks like a slow motion scene in the eyes of Yoga. His pair of calm and clear eyeballs. Gently tremble her eyelashes when blinking, as well as her tiny red lips. Everything is still the same as before.

No. gabe. Everything was even more interesting when compared to his appearance three years ago.

Suddenly Yoga felt a tightness hit his chest. He misses this girl a lot.

Yoga has lost focus. He hurriedly returned his sight to the front and drove properly.

Shortly after, the car driven by Yoga turned into a small alley that was very familiar to both of them.

Freya who was indifferent suddenly straightened her body. He looked outside and scanned the rows of buildings they passed by.

He then muttered softly, “This ..”

“You remember Mang Deden's meatballs? He's still open. When I came back and looked for you, I had time to go ask your whereabouts to him,” obviously Yoga when seeing Freya could not continue his words. His heart was a little happy. From Freya's expression, it seemed like there was still hope for her.

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