The CEO's Successor Wife

CHAPTER 38 Finding Cleona

" he...! shit how is this? how do I get that necklace?" Gumam Cleona pondar - mandir in front of the nursery of her mother.

" Freya.ya Freya! he must still have kept the necklace. Whatever way, I should be able to get it! otherwise how the fate of mama if I am not there." he continued to feel sore if he saw the condition of his adoptive mother who he had considered as his biological mother.

While continuing to think and make plans, Cleona faithfully still takes care of her mother who has suffered from brain failure, her life depends only on the tools that are installed throughout her body. While the costs needed are also increasingly swollen that he must bear alone. Her husband? or his adoptive father? of course, it is out of hand for the safety of the wife, she prefers to save her company rather than throw away - waste more money for a wasted life.

" Huftttt..I'm sorry Ma! if one day I can't accompany and save mama anymore." wailing Cleona sadly looked at her mother's face which looked very pale.

" Is there something you want to say?" ask Akram after they return to the cafe.

" There is no master! please allow me to return to the office! lunch hour is over." said Freya to avoid Akram.

" You just calm down! I've taken care of it!" prevent Akram.

" You mean what sir?" freya didn't understand.

Drrtttt..drtttt.a call from Arsy made Freya raise her eyebrows next door.

" Frey? are you really okay - what? I'm sorry that I forced you to eat outside you got a stomachache. Hope you get well soon, Frey!" Arsy said from across the street.

" Uh...!" Freya was stunned to hear Arsy say, if he was sick to the stomach. Now he understood the meaning of Akram. With a sharp gaze towards Akram, Freya spontaneously glared at Akram who was only in reply with a twitch of his shoulders raised upwards.

" Oh yes, no problem. I'm fine, after taking a prescription from the doctor I'll get better. You don't feel burdened ok!" reply Freya follow the game Akram.

" All right, good rest. In exchange for your unfinished work I will do yes." said Arsy.

" Eh no need, tomorrow I...."

" Dah.." tuttt cut Arsy off his call unilaterally.

" Huh, you'll die" Freya's nagging.

" Huft..why do you want to be so without telling me?" continued.

" Ehm.." Dehem Akram raises both his shoulders.

" Ah, fine! I'm actually still curious about my question that you haven't answered yesterday. So it's true that Dara is your fiancee?" ask Freya to the point.

" Yes though I'm not clear what you're talking about. From the situation I see you must have a special relationship, not just know each other." he wanted to resolve his curiosity.

" If that's true, what are you gonna do?" said Akram raising his eyebrows.

" So that's true? it turns out that I replaced the wife of my best friend. Can't be trusted." Freya Mumbled.

" Thank God, sir, you've found your real fiancee" he continued.

" then?"

" That means the contract between us is over right?" freya asked with a face that looked happy.

" Why do you think that?"

" Wasn't this contract marriage you did because your fiancee left and my position was only in her stead and the contract would expire if you had found it." explains Freya.

" Oh, but that's before you owe me a debt" said Akram flatly.

" Eh..that's.but I promised to pay it off." said Freya.

" right! you really have to pay it off in accordance with the agreement that has been agreed." replied Akram

" You mean, this contract runs until it expires even if you find your fiancee?" freya asked shuddering in horror at the thought of having to complete his two-year contract.

" Ehmmm."

" Remember your debt to me. And how would my family respond if it's only been a few months since we got married, we've got a divorce?" tanya Akram is deliberately still want to play with his contract wife.

" ,Ah, so yes! you are right sir! I can't imagine the disappointment your parents felt so kind to me" Freya said.

" You're right! so do your duty well until the time is over."

" Okay sir!" freya had to follow the contract he had agreed.

" Good, be a submissive child." Akram.

" Ck...about you have the power to arbitrarily oppress the weak." Freya sneered.

" Well, you know that in the business world nothing is free, right?" akram

" Isa..good sir I think it is enough up to here this talk. I already know the answer. I still have other business. Excuse me sir." said Freya prepared - ready to move out of her chair.

However, just as he was about to stand up he remembered something that was still a question in his heart.

" Ohya sir! one more thing that made me curious." continued Freya sitting back in her chair.

" What?" asked Akram who was still watching Freya's face.

" How do you know if I eavesdrop on your conversation?" ask Freya

" Everyone knows you're very noisy even if you're hiding" Akram replied calmly.

" ups...would I be so noisy sir?" ask Freya

" You value yourself." Said Akram who rushed up from his chair and left just like leaving Freya.

" Don't forget my dinner." continued Akram paused for a moment and resumed his steps.

" Ckkk basic. As if only tuh people. play just go .. Aaaah good luck!" feya Gumam.

After ordering food to be wrapped, Freya rushed away and followed in the footsteps of Akram.

" ah! it's not bad to take half a day off like this." muttered Freya stepping out of the cafe.

After calling his subscription using the application Kang ojol Freya was waiting.

" Ah better go to the hospital ah.who knows Ezra is dead." Freya muttered with a small hum.

" Ashlaamualaikum bun! how's Ezra doing? " greet Freya immediately kissed the back of Sifa's mother's hand.

" Walaikumsalam! have you come Frey? where's Darren?" ask mother Sifa.

" Ah, Darren is still in the bun office! Freya's on half-day bun?"

" why? how did you ask for leave?" ask mother Sifa.

" it was just at lunch, Freya arrived - suddenly abdominal pain continues to ask for leave!" freya's lie

" are you okay? Have you taken your medicine?" Ask mother Sifa

" It's bun! all of you were here when Freya stopped by the doctor and asked for a prescription. Well this is bun, eat it!" Freya

" Oh! thank you Frey." said Mother Sifa took a plastic bag from Freya's hand.

" Same - same bun!" Freya.

" Thank God bun! operation Ezra was successful and went well!" freya looked at Ezra who was lying weakly with quite a number of tools attached to his body from behind the glass wall.