My Beloved Wife Mr. Pram

The Truth of Time

Due to Pramudya's previous confession, Tari no longer commented much. Whether believing in Pramudya's words or not, or because of Old Man's reprimand and Tommy's warning, the woman just sat quietly and ate in silence. He's not looking for trouble anymore.

Old Man spoils Freya very much. He had the chef cook a new menu specifically for Freya. Of course it was a dish to make him be able to hold a fat and funny great-grandson immediately.

Hearing the command once again Freya coughed until she almost had trouble breathing. He fainted when Pramudya asked the chef to prepare the dish as soon as possible.

He turned his head and glared at the man fiercely, but Pramudya only smiled faintly and rubbed the back of his hand gently. Freya's reflexes pulled her hand out as fast as lightning. He was so scared. The Pram who was acting strangely was too horrible.

Freya spent her dinner with great difficulty. The hunger that was originally whack is nowhere to go. All the delicious-looking dishes suddenly tasted bland on his tongue.

How not? Throughout the dinner, Pramudya continued to talk nonsense and act unreasonable. He got goosebumps and wanted to escape from the man's side. Fortunately, it all ended quietly without any unwanted disaster.

After the dinner was over, Old Man directly dragged them into the living room and started interrogating excitedly.

Freya sat down resignedly at the side of the Pramudya and let the man brag as he pleased. Obviously their fake marriage will be over in six months, but Mr. Pram is acting like they're going to live together forever. Suddenly Freya had a headache.

Pramudya who was busy acting was still able to look at Freya and a little hold back from laughing at her cute face that was tangled. To be honest, after getting the information he wanted from Bayu, his views on his contract wife were slightly changed. Obviously he owes the girl his life and a motorcycle.

Jesus, how did he have to explain to his wife that his motorcycle had been smashed by the people who were chasing him?

The priest secretly glanced at Tommy who looked indifferent. At that time, he was again surprised after leaving Freya's workplace. Fortunately, Bayu sent help on time. Otherwise, either he could save himself or not. Then, the attack four days ago ....

“Tell Grandpa, what do you guys want as a wedding gift?”

His grandfather's question made Pramudya shift focus away from Tommy. He looked at his grandfather and replied, “Grandfather need not bother. Just come at our wedding reception later.”

Offending about the wedding reception, Old Man nagged again, “Botten boy, you still remember to tell Grandpa to come? If it wasn't Tommy who told Grandpa, would you have stayed silent until the apocalypse? You poor grandson!”

“I really did not mean that, please this kind-hearted grandfather to forgive me, yes,” pinta Pramudya humbly.

After all, he knew it was his fault for having forgotten his grandfather and being busy taking care of everything else. In addition, at first he considered this marriage to be absolutely unimportant, just a mere business agreement. However, now he felt a little indebted to his little wife.

The Old Man was finally only able to wave his hand crazily. It was wrong of him to love his grandson so much. He knew Pramudya was very busy. After all, he had also met this grand daughter-in-law, he would not bother with her anymore.

“Because everyone has gathered, today you stay here only. You can sleep in your old room,” Old Man said.

Freya looks a little uncomfortable. He looked at Pramudya and blinked twice, gesturing for the man to reject his grandfather's offer.

Fortunately Pramudya understood his point and immediately said, “No need, Grandpa. Me and Freya still have to—“

“Already, just one night. After today you will not come and stay here again. Consider it accompanying Grandpa to stay here. It's too late, Grandpa can't go back to the villa,” sidelines Old Man.

Pramudya looked at Freya for approval. He himself did not mind, but he had to consider his wife's feelings. He did not want the girl to obey his grandfather's wishes because he was forced to.

Freya forced herself to smile and nodded weakly. “Alright, after all it is too late.”

The butler swiftly ordered his men to prepare the Second Young Master's room. Although it was always cleaned every day, he had to make sure there was not the slightest mistake.

Antasena Dance clenched her hands tightly. The men discussed staying at his house without his consent. They really considered themselves inferior. He glanced at Tommy in annoyance, but his son did not respond to anything. It made Dari even more upset, but he could only hold it in his heart.

Tommy filled a glass of wine and handed it to Pramudya. A wide grin was plastered on his handsome face, looking very sincere and wholehearted.

Pramudya stared at the glass for a while before reaching out and receiving it.

Tommy's grin on his face grew wider. He raised his own glass and toast, “Congratulations for your wedding, Sister. I pray that your marriage will last and be happy until death do us part.”

The corner of Pramudya's lips twitched. He looked straight at Tommy and replied, “Thank you, Brother. I hope you can catch up soon.”

The smile on Tommy's face remained calm, but Antasena's Dance had already frozen in anger. That little bastard is so insolent!

Pramudya ignored the sour face of his stepmother. He raised his glass and swallowed it. Tommy did the same. The brothers then looked at each other with a difficult look. A faint smile still lingered on the faces of the two.

Freya silently looked at Tommy Antasena's face and praised him inwardly. Although he was both smiling, but the expression on the man's face looked more natural. Contrasted upside down with Mr. Pram's smile that looks like it will kill people. So creepy!

The Old Man who was unaware of the oddity waved to his assistant and said, “I also want to toast my grandson.”

“Master!” The assistant who was as old as Old Man waved his hand in panic. “Remember the doctor said, You should not drink alcohol or stay up late. Must maintain health.”

“Haish. Finicky. Quickly fetch—“

“Kakek ...” Freya reached out and held the arm of Old Man who was waving in the air. “No need to toast. Grandpa's blessing is more than enough for us ..”.

Old Man's eyes softened. He looked at Freya's hand that was still holding her and made a decision. “Alright, Grandpa won't drink. Good boy, you take your husband to bed. You guys still have to prepare for the reception later. Don't get tired and sick.”

Freya took the opportunity. He nodded obediently and immediately took Pramudya's hand.

“Grandfather, Aunt, Sister-in-law, we go rest first. Thank you for dinner,” parted while bowing politely.

“Ya .. yes ... go. Grandpa will also go to sleep, will not bother you anymore ...” Old Man turned to Tommy and Tari, then advised, “You also go rest.”

“Good, Grandpa.” Tommy nodded obediently, while Tari said nothing.

Old Man waved his hand, then gestured for his assistant to sweep him into his room.

Pramudya turned his head towards Freya, touching her arm gently while saying, “Come, we go to the room, my wife ..”.

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