My Beloved Wife Mr. Pram

Family Dinner

After all the dishes were ready, Pramudya called the waiter to help move the bowl filled with side dishes to the dining table. He then took off the apron and washed his hands.

Freya came out to call Grandpa who was sitting in the living room. He had no idea that the old man was just pretending to be busy reading business news on his phone after running from the kitchen door with his assistant and Mr. Anton.

Can you imagine three old men on tiptoes and jumping like thieves when Pramudya's voice was heard asking Freya for help to call her grandfather?

Well, more or less like that.

Mr. Anton fled to the right side, the Old Man ran to the right, but his assistant chased and dragged him back to the left. They were busy acting and doing their own jobs.

“Grandfather, Pram is done cooking. Come, we eat together,” Freya said to Old Man who was looking at his phone seriously.

“A ripe?”

“Ya, sorry to have made Grandpa wait a long time.” Freya approached the Old Man and extended her hand.

“Good if you are ripe. I'm already hungry.” The old man welcomed Freya's hand and stood up.

Near the chair, his assistant coughed softly.

Big Master, you are very good at acting. Why not go to a movie?

Obviously just ran from the kitchen to the living room, but now acting as if he did not know that his granddaughter had finished cooking. Really professional actor.

Old Man glanced at his assistant and gave a deadly look.

Act what?

He plays the role of being a good parent.

Can you shut up a little?

When entering the dining room, the smell of burnt ribs makes Old Man's stomach almost sound. He must admit, his grandson does have talents and skills that are worthy of appreciation. Pramudya always managed to learn things that interest him and execute him well.

“Grandfather, sit here,” said Pramudya while pulling a chair for his grandfather, allowing the old man to sit down.

The old man came up to the chair and threw out his ass. Very inconvenient. He also felt hungry. He put the napkin on his lap, then took the plate and filled it with a little rice.

“Grandpa, try this crab soup. Pramudya very great when cooking it earlier,” said Freya while giving up a small bowl of soup.

“Hm. Did ya? Is this edible? You sure he doesn't secretly intend to poison us?” ask the Old Man while putting on a suspicious face.

Freya laughs. He knew Grandpa was just joking around to tease Pramudya.

He took a small plate and put in two pieces of sweet spicy ribs. “He could have poisoned Grandpa .. This, Grandpa try also this rib. The aroma is very fragrant, it definitely tastes good.”

Old Man sneered again, “I can cook better than him.”

“Really? Grandpa can also cook?”

“Of course. All the prowess of this rancid boy comes from me.”

“Yes, Grandpa is indeed very handsome and great. Pram was very lucky to be born as Grandpa's grandson.”

Seeing Freya saying her words without hesitation made Old Man laugh happily until his wrinkled cheeks shook. Look at his grandson's ugly expression across the table, making him even more happy.

Freya had just sat on a chair, a plate of rice and a bowl of crab soup had already been proffered to her.

“Eat a lot,” said Pramudya.

Old Man sneered and almost rolled his eyes.

“Indeed my best granddaughter. He took me a side dish, different from someone I've known since I was a kid,”.

Even so, he still woke up and took the seafood capcai for the old man.

“Grandfather, eat a lot. Grandpa must be strong in order to hold Grandpa's great-grandchildren later,” he said.

“Uhuk!” Freya who was enjoying the thick sauce of crab soup was choking.

He took a glass of water and drank half of it. Fortunately it was not so severe that his cough had not long stopped.

“What's up? Why can it choke?” reprimand Pramudya while patting his wife's back with a plain face. Did his words just make his little wife startled to the point of choking?

Despite the pity, he felt this was a little adorable.

Freya refrained from acting impulsively. There was still Grandfather who was staring at him with a pair of sparkling eyes. Looks like Grandpa really hopes that Pramudya's words will soon come true.

Or maybe the old man had imagined further, imagining that his great-grandson would soon be coming, for example.

He hurriedly waved his hand and said, “It's nothing. I'm just surprised. The soup is very good. I feel very moved because I can enjoy this delicious soup.”

“Really?” The old man stared in disbelief. He took a spoonful of soup and tasted it.

It is very delicious, not inferior to the results of restaurant cuisine, but not as delicious as that to make it moved and want to cry. Is her granddaughter flattering her husband excessively?

Across the Old Man, two hands under the table were struggling. Freya pinched the back of her husband's hand in annoyance, but the man clasped and rubbed his skin in a very gentle motion.

Freya raised her leg and wanted to kick her husband's shin, but the man twitched and twisted his leg with a strong calf. He can't move.

“What the fuck was that? ” Freya hissing furiously with a very low tone. Don't let Grandpa hear it.

Pramudya raised his eyebrows and put on a foolish look, as if he had not heard the panic in his wife's voice.

He brought his face closer and whispered softly, “Why? Isn't that natural. Grandpa must be strong in order to carry our children later.”

Freya's face flushed indistinctly. This Old Uncle is getting sassy and shameless!

“Uncle, can you?” Freya hissed furiously. The words just popped out.

A moment later, he felt very sorry. Her husband's face turned murky and blackened quickly. Gawat, it seems like he has already offended the sleeping tiger.

“What did you say? Try repeating once again.” Pramudya.

Freya gulped nervously. Really urgent.

“Ehm!” Old man cleared his throat from across the table. This granddaughter, not in the kitchen, not at the dinner table.

“Kakek ...” Freya turned her head and laughed awkwardly. He tried hard to pull his hands and feet back. Fortunately Pramudya worked together and was willing to let go.

“Already, I was also once young .. It's okay, just assume there are only the two of you here,” said the Old Man. He looked down and continued to eat casually.

Just ignore his shameless grandson. At least her grandson is still normal and can like a girl. All his worries had been gone all along. He can eat, drink, and sleep peacefully.

Freya looked down in embarrassment.

God, how many times have you misunderstood something like this?

Damaged his image in front of Grandpa.

All because of this Old Uncle!

Huh!

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