The Cold Wife
Chapter 8

Sweet took a soft sip of a cup of cappucino. His gaze continued to look at the pedestrians seen from the cafe window. Sweet decided to stop by a cafe before returning home. Little won his mind.

"Sweet," call someone. The girl immediately looked over. A beautiful man approached her. Yeah, that guy is really pretty.

"Master Hanz," Sweet replied waking up from his seat. Mr. Hanz is one of the owners of the company in collaboration with the Jerome Group. If you look, he's not far from Alex.

"alone? Where's your fiancee?" tanyakanya.

"He's busy" Sweet said. Mr. Hanz laughed at hearing that. Sweet looks confused.

"He really doesn't know the time. Even he left a pretty girl like you alone outside."

"No problem" Sweet said.

"You're her lover, you better seize the time. It'd be better, he's too old to keep working." Mr. Hanz laughed after saying his response. Sweet smiled only thinly.

"Here you go, I have to go. Take care of yourself, Sweet."

"Yes, thank you for your attention, sir."

The man immediately left. Sweet breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the man did not ask much.

Sweet drives his Audi at medium speed. Split the streets of Berlin in a relaxed manner. Not many vehicles passed. Because many city residents choose to ride a bike or fast train. So it's very rare to get stuck here.

Arriving at the mansion. Sweet chose to go straight to his room. But his footsteps came to a halt as the door of his room opened wide.

Is Mommy still inside?

Sweet walked into his room without hesitation. He was shocked to find Alex there. The man was standing near the window. Deflect himself.

"Where from?" ask Alex flat. He turned around, giving Sweet an intimidating look.

"Cafe," said Sweet Lazy. He put his bag on the bed. Then head to the walk in closet. Sweet frowned. No change there.

Maybe Mommy didn't have time to get my clothes done, Inner Sweet.

He immediately changed clothes. The sound of the door coming back shocked him. Sweet clucked in annoyance and immediately opened the door.

"Where have you been?" ask Alex who is completely ignored by Sweet.

Didn't I answer earlier? You senile old man. Sweet grunts in the heart.

Alex pulls Sweet's hand violently.

"Java!" His impact. Sweet tried to let go of Alex's hand.

"Cafe, are you satisfied!" Sweet managed to release his reddened hand because of Alex.

"Now come home with me, there's no need to bring your cheap stuff. I can buy all your needs." Alex said, then walked away. Until his steps were stuck in the door.

"I wait five minutes, if it's too late you'll get punished," he continued and immediately rushed off.

Sweet sat on the bed. He took a photo album in a drawer. It was the only valuable thing he had. She immediately followed her husband.

Sweet got into Alex's car while hugging her childhood photo album. There are also photos of his biological parents.

"What bad stuff did you bring?" Alex asked as he drove off the car.

"It's none of your business" said Sweet ketus. He turned his face away. Choose to keep his mouth shut. Until the atmosphere becomes quiet and awkward.

Sweet was silent for quite a while when he arrived at Alex's luxurious mansion. What amazed him was the welcome of the servants who lined up so neatly. They bowed as Alex entered the mansion. Sweet who realized immediately followed the footsteps of her husband.

Sweet's brown eyes moved down the entire mansion. Predictably, the price of furniture here is above average. Even in the old mansion there was not a single item that expensive.

"Dad," called someone who managed to surprise Sweet.

Daddy's? Who's he calling Dad? Ask Sweet in your heart.

A beautiful woman approached Alex. His smile was perfect.

"Where's Milan?" ask Alex.

Dad, Mama? Is this old man married and the girl his son? Then why did he marry me. You fucking asshole!

"Dad, is that girl dad's wife?" mala asked a little whisper. Sweet could still hear it as if he did not hear it.

Since then they have been using Indonesian. Are they also Indonesian?

"No, he'll help you here. Let's just say he's the same as the maid here." After saying something so painful. Alex immediately rushed away leaving Sweet who was fixated.

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Mala was confused to hear it. But he didn't bother Alex. Mala approached Sweet.

"Hi, I'm Mala. You're the girl that was on the tv last night, right? You're prettier than you are on tv." Mala stretched out her hand.

"Yes, I'm Sweet." Sweet returned Mala's hand.

"Your name is pretty sweet, just like yours. Let me take you to the room, "take Mala with her hand.

"You know Sweet, I'm so glad you came. I have a new friend. I thought you were old, apparently not. Looks like your age isn't far from me" said Mala, leading Sweet to Alex's room.

"How old are you?" ask Sweet.

"Twenty years, you?"

"Three years above you" Sweet said.

"Hmmm, but your face is like a teenager. I'm so lucky to have a wife as young as you. Even today my father is forty years old. But he's still handsome, right?"

"Yes" Sweet replied briefly. To be honest, Alex is very handsome. Even his face was still like that of a man in his thirties.

Now they are standing in front of the room with a door full of unique carvings.

"This is your room, I'm so awkward to call you Mama or Mommy. You're too young, but I have to get used to it. What do you think, I'll call Mama or Mommy?" ask Mala at length.

"As far as you. Oh yeah, why do you call him Dad? Don't you speak Indonesian, are you from Indonesia?" ask Sweet curiously.

"Yes, I'm native to Indonesia. My mom, too, if you're mixed."

Sweet was surprised. He didn't think Alex had Indonesian blood.

"Wait on! Do you understand that Indonesia?" ask Mala who just realized it.

Sweet was about to answer Mala's question. However, the door of the room was already open first. Alex has changed his clothes.

"Eh, then I go first" Mala approached Sweet and whispered. "Mom, you have to be careful with Dad. He's so cruel." After saying that, Mala immediately rushed away.

Sweet looked at Mala's departure. Suana who was warm now back awkward.

"When do you want to stand there?" ask Alex. Sweet looked directly at Alex's blue netra.

"Where's my room?" tanyakanya.

"Get in," Alex says, ignoring Sweet's question.

"No, I don't want a room with you. Before we actually get married religiously" Sweet said. Alex who heard that went straight up.

"This is my home, so only I can make the rules. Come in or you choose to sleep outside?" Alex tried to hold back his anger.

"I slept outside" Sweet said without hesitation.

"You ...." Alex was really angry.

"Alright, you just sleep with the maids here, that position is more suitable for you. The maids here are more honorable than cheap women like you," Alex snapped, directly slamming the door. Sweet was shocked and slightly retreated. He took a deep breath. Then walk down the luxurious mansion without direction. Here quite widely, Sweet was confused as to which way to walk.

Where's Mala's room? What's downstairs? I better ask for his help.

Sweet came down the stairs one by one. His eyes continued to comb the entire mansion. Arriving at the last hand. His legs slipped accidentally, until he lost his balance. Sweet fell and hit his head in defiance. He grimaced in pain. Even as many people as before are gone nowhere. Until the girl tries to wake up by relying on herself.