What a Beautiful Divorce
13. Implementation of the Plan commences

"I waited for you so I fell asleep for a while, honey," Silvi said. "You must be tired. Sit down, I'll make you some tea."

Tristan's smile expanded even though he was a little astonished. Unusually, and perhaps only this time his beautiful wife was waiting for him to come home from work. They even offer tea. Usually when Tristan returns home, Silvi is already asleep in their room. "Tumben you haven't slept, honey?"

"I miss talking to you. No, yes, honey?" Silvi then looked at Tristan with a very sweet look.

Tristan's nose would have expanded if not held firmly. Tristan sat on the sofa waiting for his wife to make tea. The CEO of Cuek did not expect in the slightest that Silvi would take advantage of this moment of his inflated nose as the beginning of his plan against Prapto.

Tristan smiled sweetly at Silvi walking over carrying a teacup. "This, Honey. Drink first!"

"Later on, it's still hot" Tristan replied with a smile.

"Honey, you know where the Kejora village is?"

Tristan looked at Silvi. "Of course I know, honey. Kejora Village is where my company buys farm produce and natural farms for sale through subsidiaries. What's with the Kejora village, honey? You got any friends there?"

Silvi then tells her husband that she is very hurt because she was dumped by Prapto and she wants Tristan to help her to get revenge, by displacing the village.

Silvi told Tristan that he proposed to the Flying Horse Corporation to build a factory or housing complex in the village of Kejora.

Tristan scrunched his forehead. "It's not that I don't want to help with your plan, honey. I myself wanted to teach the ancient man a lesson and make him regret for having dumped an angel like you. But, Kejora village is not government land, so, it cannot be evicted," he explained.

There was a sense of wonder in Tristan's mind, why his intelligent wife could not know that a village could not be carelessly evicted. Moreover, Kejora village is the village that became the most supplier for his company, which makes the idea will definitely be strongly opposed.

Silvi knows that she has said silly ideas, but she tries to keep her facial expression from looking embarrassed. "But, right, you can find another way, honey. The important thing is that Prapto has to live a hard life" he said.

Tristan let out a long breath then sipped his tea. "How is it, honey? We obviously can't displace that village. I also won't be able to bring the idea of not accommodating the Kejora village's crops, because they will certainly sell everything to the market merchants."

Tristan continued, "There is one secret Flying Horse Corporation that makes us unable to disturb the Kejora village and it is very impossible for us to stop buying their crops."

"What is it?" silvi asked curiously. He could not understand why the village Kejora could be treated with care by a company as big and as famous as the Flying Horse.

"You promise not to tell anyone, yeah, honey?"

"I promise. You don't believe me, honey?" tanya Silvi pretended to sulk.

Tristan said quickly, "Of course I believe, I'm just making sure, honey. I may not trust my beautiful wife.

"Look, the village of Kejora is the only village that farmed and raised naturally on this island, maybe even in Endonesa. But, they do not know with the advantages they have," he said.

Tristan sipped his tea again. "They would have sold it to us at a price that was only slightly higher than the usual price, because the village of Kejora was far from the big city, dear. The small town nearby also has no malls or supermarkets. So, they didn't know we were reselling their crops at such a high price."

Silvi understood, but the woman did not want her plan to fail, let alone fail before it was implemented. Quickly, Silvi's intelligent brain was able to get an idea. "How about you stop buying crops from Prapto, honey? Just tell him he's secretly using chemicals!"

Tristan was silent for a moment to think. He then shook his head, "Can I do that, but, how, honey? If he protests, my subordinates will be confused to answer him, and it can spread throughout the village."

Silvi's face turned sullen. "And you always said, 'How to do it. Just tell one of the workers in your company to pretend to be an expert on agriculture and then pretend to research! You have no intention of helping your wife. Never mind, I'm sleeping!" SIlvi. He got up and went to the room.

Tristan's normally cold face suddenly turned frantic. "Darling, wait! We can talk about it first" stop it.

***

That night Tristan could not sleep because he thought of a way to fulfill his wife's request. Tristan wondered whether he would send his employees to pretend to be food experts or if he would pay a real food expert to pretend.

As usual, Silvi left for work ahead of her husband. But the difference is, this time Silvi is not alone with Tristan because he still pretends to sulk according to Rini's advice. Silvi was a bit annoyed at her best friend because of how stupid Rini's proposal to displace the village. Thank goodness Silvi thought of another plan last night. If not, he would be ashamed.

***

In his room, Tristan called a woman who had quite a high position in the Flying Horse Corporation. Tristan has made up his mind, he will order the woman to pretend to assess the results of the Prapto harvest and say that the harvest has chemical elements.

For the plan, Tristan will spend five million rupiah, and ten million rupiah more for his friend who has a high position in the office of the Food Service, he said, to ensure the safety of the operation of the woman from legal entrapment when necessary.

"Hello, Mr. Tristan," a female voice came from across the phone.

"Have you read my short message?" tristan asked in the style of his CEO Cuek.

"Already, sir."

"Are you going to take this job or not?"

"If Mr. Tristan guarantees the security of the operation, I will take it" the woman replied.

"I've contacted a friend who has a high position in the Food Service office. I guarantee you'll be safe from the law."

"All right, I'll take it, sir. When do I start?"

"On the wave of harvest later. Probably three to five more days" Tristan said.

"Okay, sir."

Tristan hung up the phone. Fifteen million dollars was not a big thing for him, especially for Silvi. Tristan wants his wife to no longer stand by him.

***

"What did I say? Our husband is our dream husband, Sil. Panic, isn't he? That you just let go, especially if you threaten to get a divorce, can cry the Tristan CEO of Cuek," said Rini, the true feminist, with his distinctive yet very annoying haughty face.

Silvi laughs. "Yes, funny too, Rin. You are so smart! Just now Tristan sent me a text message. He said he'd sent someone to start our plan."

Silvi did not mention to the secret Rini of the Flying Horse Corporation, he only said that the village could not be evicted because all landowners there had certificates.

"You know your plans!" pinta Rini's.

Silvi laughed again, a sweet and sweet laugh. "We will stop buying crops that come from Prapto" he said.

***

In the main office of the Flying Horse Corporation, a woman with a fair hair was checking bank transfer transactions on her mobile phone. The woman smiled when she saw that her balance had increased by five million rupiahs. The woman's smile was very sweet, and it looked perfectly matched with her long hair that was left unraveled.