My Beloved Wife Mr. Pram

The Happiness of Old Man

When the car entered the courtyard of the house, the first thing Freya saw was Grandfather standing up to greet them at the door. Beside him was the assistant who always faithfully accompanied, also Mr. Anton who stood firm with a wide smile on his face. There was also Ruth standing behind the line of old men.

Real crowded.

Freya could not help her laughter. He felt like he was being an official who visited the area and was welcomed by the village officials. Only less flowers.

“Look, it seems like Grandpa is looking forward to meeting us,” he said in between his laughter.

Pramudya looked ahead, then turned to Freya who was laughing beside him.

“Hm.” Pramudya nodded in agreement. I don't know why his wife's laughter is contagious. The corners of Pramudya's lips were lifted.

Being near his wife, he would easily feel the same emotions. The girl was sad, she felt hurt. The girl was happy, she laughed. It doesn't make sense, but that's what he's been through.

Before the car actually stopped properly, Old Man had already rushed forward and knocked on the window glass impatiently.

Pramudya opened the door and went down while carrying a large enough papper bag.

“Grandpa,” sapanya.

“Where is my granddaughter?” ask the Old Man.

Pramudya. Only time he was ignored by his grandfather like this. In addition, Grandpa also does not call it “grandson son-in-law” anymore, but directly “grandsonku”. Has his position now been swapped with his wife? Choose a favor once.

“Grandpa!” Freya jumped down and slid into Old Man's arms. He also smiles and greets Ruth, Mr. Anton, and Old Man's Assistant in turn.

“Aduh, my grandson has gone home .. how was your honeymoon? You happy not? Is Pram being nice to you?” Old Man patted Freya on the shoulder while strapping her with a question.

Freya laughed loudly. He's very happy! It was like coming home and being welcomed by a very dear family member.

He knew from Mr. Pram that Grandpa hadn't been home for five days, kept waiting for them to return to this house. It made him feel very moved. This old man loved his granddaughter to such a degree, how fortunate Mr. Pram would have been. ah, had he also had a family member who cared for her and loved her like this.

Freya let go of her embrace and nodded many times. “Very happy, Cake. Pram is also very good.”

“Really? You're not just defending her, ‘kan?” ask the old man not to believe.

Freya laughed again and shook her head violently.

“He's very good, Cake. He accompanied me to water sports, took good care of me, told me to eat a lot. Anyway he is very good,” he said while holding Grandpa's hand and inviting him to enter.

Pramudya followed behind while observing the two people who looked like Grandpa and the biological grandson. He felt like an outsider bothering him.

“Very good. If he bullies you, just say it, Grandpa will definitely teach him a lesson.” Old Man nodded with satisfaction. So new right. It doesn't seem in vain that he gives a surprise honeymoon gift to his grandson.

“Grandfather why always think negatively about me? Who is Grandpa's grandson? Why always defend my wife?” Pramudya pretended to complain in a sulking tone.

“Of course Freya who is my favorite granddaughter. I don't want to have a stubborn grandson like you.”

Freya laughed wider. He led Grandpa to the living room.

“Very good. Now Grandpa and my wife are blatantly conspiring to oppress me.” Pramudya raised his eyebrows and gave a sharp look.

Although he pretended to be sulky, but in his heart Pramudya felt very happy to see the interaction between his wife and grandfather. It was very difficult to find a woman who did not pretend and was willing to listen to her grandfather earnestly. As far as her experience goes, only Freya was the one who really treated her grandfather sincerely.

Mr. Anton and Old Man's assistant silently looked at each other and held back a laugh. Look at Mr. Pram who always had the upper hand, now he is not cared at all by Old Man.

Freya sat down with Grandpa, while Pramudya sat across from them. With a view like this, Mr. Pram does look like an outsider, Madam is the original grandson of Old Man.

This incident was really rare, but they did not dare to laugh at the young master. Not looking to die. Better go take care of their respective jobs.

“Kakek, I bought Bali batik and Sidemen songket. Not expensive, but I hope Grandpa likes,” Freya said.

“Haish ... this brat ... why is it so troublesome? I'm old, I don't need souvenirs. Seeing you live well and happy alone has made me feel very satisfied.”

“No, Grandpa .. This is an expression of my gratitude to Grandpa. I really enjoyed Grandpa's honeymoon. I'm really grateful to Grandpa.”

If it wasn't for this honeymoon getaway gift, I wouldn't have been at the stage I am today with Grandpa's granddaughter ....

“Freya who chose it himself and used his personal money to buy these souvenirs, Grandpa just accept,” Pramudya said while handing the papper bag he had brought to his grandfather.

“For what use your personal money? Just spend your husband's money. What is so the calculation? Or does he not want to give you money?” reprimand Old Man while glancing at Pramudya with a displeased expression.

Pramudya. His grandfather was already monopolized by his wife.

“No. Not so.” Freya interjected quickly before Grandpa got increasingly misunderstood. “Because I want to thank you, of course have to use my own money.”

“You are this .. if you are married, there is no term ‘buang husband’ or ‘uang wife'. Everything he has is yours too. Understand?”

Freya grinned awkwardly. This old man .. why would it be so easy to say things like this. A really good old man. Now he feels no need for another family member anymore. Grandpa was more than enough.

Freya pulled out a batik dress with a Balinese barong pattern and said, “According to the seller, this batik symbolizes strength and can resist bad things. I hope Grandpa is always healthy and strong, also always blessed with good things.”

Before the Old Man commented, Freya had taken out another package containing Sidemen songket with the dominant color of a blend of brown and red brick.

“If this one, I think it will be very suitable for Grandpa, it will definitely make Grandpa look more handsome,” he said while handing over the two parcels to Old Man.

“Good son .. You made me moved ...” Old Man shrank the corners of his already wet eyes.

All this time he only had Pramudya. Although there was Tari and Tommy, but the two people still felt like strangers to him. Now there is another family member who is so attentive. He felt that Pramudya was very lucky to have a wife like this.

“Grandfather, don't cry .. I'm so sad ...” Freya rubbed the back of Old Man's hand and persuaded him.

Old Man raised his hand and called Pramudya, “Baughty boy, come here.”

There was something he wanted to tell his grandson.

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What would Grandpa say, huh? 🤔