My Beloved Wife Mr. Pram

Meet the Old Man

Tommy sat quietly, sipping on the wine he asked from the waiter while staring at the lovebirds who were busy with their own world.

He must admit, Pramudya's wife looks very different compared to her appearance this afternoon. Tonight the girl looks even more radiant and vibrant. His interaction with Pramudya was very inversely proportional to the stiffness he saw this morning.

A thin grin appeared on Tommy's face. In his heart he praised the two very good performers. They switched roles very cleverly, exactly professional actresses. He almost raised his hand and hung both thumbs up.

“Rupanya Pram has arrived. Great ... finally everyone can get together ...”

Freya turned her head towards the source of the voice coming from behind her body. A middle-aged man looked still fresh, walking vigorously down the stairs. A man who seemed to be an assistant stood guard at the old man's side carefully,

“Big Master, be careful,” said the assistant when he saw the old man almost jumped two steps at once.

Tommy stood up and walked over to the old man. While Freya glanced towards Pramudya for help. What did he have to say to the old man?

“Grandfather, slow down a little. Pramudya will not go anywhere today. Look, he brought his wife to pay respects to Grandpa,” Tommy said, addressing the old man with great care.

The old man's steps suddenly stopped. He looked surprised, as if he had just realized the presence of Freya who stood awkwardly beside Pramudya who was still sitting casually.

“Bad kid! When did you get married? You didn't even invite Grandpa?” The old man opened his mouth and started scolding Pramudya nonstop.

Freya was a little stunned to see Pramudya not returning a word in self-defense. The man even remained silent as his grandfather nudged and beat the back of his hand a few times.

“Grandfather, never mind .. if Grandpa keeps scolding him, maybe he'll take his wife away,” scolds Tommy with a laugh.

The old man waved his hand and nagged, “He's brave? This rancid boy did not visit during the new year. He even forgot my birthday! Suddenly he came with his wife. Today I will beat him up for mercy!”

“Grandfather, I know I was wrong .. I'm sorry ..” said Pramudya humbly.

Freya was a little surprised to see that Mr. Pram could be gentle with sincerity, without pretending. He was still a little dazed when Pramudya withdrew his hand and introduced him to the old man.

“Grandfather, this is my wife. Name's Freya. We plan to hold a reception in two days. Grandpa should come to give his blessing,” Pramudya said. He turned his head towards Freya and suggested, “Freya, this is my grandfather, from now on it is your grandfather too.”

The pair of Old Man's eyes sparkled like a child being given candy, but he still pretended to be angry. “Your mouth is so sweet! Saying that shit so I don't get mad, huh?”

He then turned to Freya and asked, “Are you Pram's wife?”

Freya nodded and bowed politely. “Halo, good night, Grandpa. Right, I'm Pram's wife. Nice to meet Grandpa.”

In an instant the old man had already arrived beside Freya, looking closely at the girl.

“You are so young and beautiful. Why would you marry this rotten boy? His nature is not good. He will make you suffer for life,” said Old Man Antasena while glaring at his granddaughter who was sitting quietly.

Freya laughed awkwardly. Why would you marry this rotten boy? Of course because he gave me a lot of money. In addition, their marriage will not last a lifetime, but only six months. However, of course Freya kept that answer in her heart.

“Grandfather don't worry, Pram is very responsible. He took very good care of me. Sorry, we just came to ask for Grandpa's blessing,” said Freya very sweetly. He used all the cute charms he had to seduce Old Man.

He opened his mouth and asked in a playful tone, “Is Pram really treating you well? I heard you guys just met four days ago. Suddenly getting married like this, is there something you guys are keeping secret?”

Antasena dance that get a gap to stab instantly instantly snatched, “Who knows this marriage is real or not. Maybe just camouflage so he can master all the relics of your father.”

Unexpectedly, the first person to respond to the innuendo was Old Man. The man glared at Dari fiercely and snapped the stick to the floor very loudly.

“Close your mouth! Why talk shit like that?” snapped it.

Dance was shocked half dead. Although his relationship with his father-in-law had not been very good, but the old man had never scolded him in front of a servant like this. He was so embarrassed that he wanted to dig up the soil and get into it. Even so, he did not dare to argue or complain.

Seeing that his mother was in a difficult position, Tommy intervened and persuaded the Old Man.

“Grandfather, please forgive Mom. He was only disappointed because I did not get married like a sister,” he said while asking his grandfather to sit in the main seat.

“Come on, Grandpa will scare my sister-in-law if you act this fiercely. What if he does not want to come visit again,” he added when he saw Old Man still flinching.

The old man finally gave up. He sat on the chair muttering, “Hm. You should get married soon too. Look at your sister, she became more human after marriage.”

Dance reproaches again, “How can she get married if Pramudya gets in the way.”

“Mother.” Tommy looked at his mother with warning, asking her to shut up.

However, the attention of the Old Man was again diverted to his daughter-in-law. He looked and asked. “What do you mean by that?”

“What else .. of course Pramudya blocked everything so that Tommy could not get married before him. That way, all the inheritance from their father will be controlled by him a.”

Old Man fell silent and looked at Pramudya fixedly. He knew the issue of the will left by his useless son. Why leave such an unreasonable will? Instead of asking her two sons to compete healthily, she instead wanted to give up her inheritance to her first-married son.

Does she want her children to end up like her? Bringing home the third woman so that his kind and humble wife died of depression, then let this trashy woman take control in the Antasena Family.

Poems!

Even dead is still a hassle.

It was fortunate that his useless son had a son as capable as Pramudya. Otherwise, somehow the fate of Antasena Group that he had pioneered with great difficulty.

Darian Antasena knows all the progress made by Antasena Group is the result of Pramudya's hard work day and night. Regarding Tommy, he also knew that the boy had tried hard, but his abilities were still not as great as Pramudya. Therefore ...

Old Man looked at Pramudya and said, “Say, did you marry him just because of your father's will?

The question made everyone quiet. They wanted to hear what Pramudya Antasena answered.

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