My Beloved Wife Mr. Pram

Sleep Together?

After staring at each other without saying anything, Freya first shifted her gaze. The look of the handsome man in front of him was too sharp.

God, her husband is so handsome that it just doesn't make sense. Where is there such a perfect human being? Unfortunately the way he looked at the man was too frightening. It felt like he was being stripped naked. I don't know what Mr. Pram wants to find out until he looks at him in such a way.

This man was silent and did not respond to his words just now, that means he agreed, right? Or is he angry?

Haish. Why is this guy so hard to guess?

Freya looked back at Pramudya and spoke, “Ehm. If there is nothing else you want to talk about, you should get some rest. I also want to sleep,” said Freya.

Before Pramudya could answer, there was a knock on the door. Freya immediately stood up like a robot. He was very surprised.

“Who is it?” mumbling slowly.

“Maybe Grandpa.”

“Grandfather? What's Grandpa coming here for?” Freya panicked. What does the old man want? Should he go open the door?

“Maybe want to see if we really sleep together or are just acting,” Pramudya replied indifferently.

“What?” Freya's footsteps stopped suddenly. He ran back to the sofa, grabbed a blanket and a pillow, threw it on the bed, then jumped up and hid under the covers.

Pramudya just raised his eyebrows looking at Freya's behavior. Apparently the silly girl was quite smart in this kind of situation.

The sound of knocking was heard again. This time harder with a faster tempo than the first time.

Pramudya got up from the sofa. He took off two buttons in his shirt and loosened his belt, then pulled the end of his shirt out.

Freya curled into a corner when she saw Pramudya walking closer towards her.

“You ... What do you want?” the tanyanya almost resembles a whisper.

Pramudya paid no attention to the panic on the girl's face. He rested on his knees and approached him.

“Pak .. eng, Pram ... Pramudya, what do you want?” Freya's tongue was twisted and she didn't know what to say. Pramudya's appearance was very frightening. The man did not take the look off his face ...

Getting closer ...

Approach ....

“Aaah!” Freya screamed and almost kicked Pramudya when the man's hand was outstretched towards her. However, both of his legs were firmly pressed down by the man.

“A ... What are you doing? Grandpa is outside ... It seems like there is an urgent matter .. try to see first ...” Freya did not dare to attack recklessly. In any case, this man was his gold mine now, so he could only plead with his half-shaking body.

He could hear the door was almost knocked down because it was pounded by Old Man, but this perverted man actually overstretched him on the bed.

Pramudya lowered his head and whispered in Freya's ear. “What is more urgent than giving it a great-grandchild? Yell out. The harder the better.”

He was very sure, not only his grandfather, maybe his brother and stepmother were eavesdropping.

“Ka .. you ...” Freya wanted to cry. Why did he just know that CEO Pram turned out to be a delinquent?

You rascal!

“I said scream. If you want to act, you have to be serious until the end ...” Pramudya pressed down on Freya and sniffed her neck.

Damnit. He had only wanted to pretend, but why was the smell of this girl so alluring? Fresh as a flower that was about to bloom. He could not stand it and stuck his lips in a vein in Freya's neck.

“Aaah ..” Freya was shocked and screeched. His voice sounded foreign in his own ears .. like he was shouting but at once sounded like he was sighing.

Goddamnit!

Freya was surprised.

The sound of knocking on the door was no longer heard. Freya did not dare to recklessly move under Pramudya's body. He was silent and held his breath until his face was almost blue. Too scary .. This is a traumatic experience. He needs a psychiatrist right now!

Pramudya closed his eyes and tried to gather his common sense scattered out of nowhere. He never lost control in front of anyone. This new experience is a little scary. He also did not dare to move. His core reacted violently and made him in pain.

After sighing and exhaling a few times, he gritted his teeth and got up from the bed. Restoring her messy hair, she went to the door and turned the doorknob.

Brak!

Old Man who was sticking an ear to the door leaf lost his balance and almost fell forward, followed by his assistant who also almost toppled over to his master.

Pramudya reached out and caught the two swiftly. He raised his eyebrows and looked at the two old men in turn.

“Jeez, Grandpa, what's up? Why are you standing at the door?” he asked while putting on a stupid face.

The Old Man saw the appearance of his granddaughter and could not hold back his jaw that was about to fall to the floor. He did not dare to look at the bed, immediately turned around and fled while closing his eyes.

He exclaimed as he waved his hand, stumbling away from Pramudya's room. “I didn't see anything .. I didn't see it! Other issues talk about later only!”

Pramudya could still hear the Old Man shouting from the end of the hall.

“You just continue! Don't mind me!”

After turning at the end of the hall, Old Man's assistant managed to catch his hard-earned breath while scolding his master. “You've seen, right? The relationship of the Second Young Master with the Young Miss is very good. I've forbidden you to leave, but you're so stubborn. If you keep pestering like that, when will they give you a great-grandchild?”

The old man waved his hand quickly. “Not going anymore! I already knew I was wrong, I shouldn't have listened to my useless son-in-law's words at the meal earlier.”

His assistant smiled satisfiedly and helped him back to the room. They were unaware of the figure coming out from the other side of the hallway, holding a champagne glass and staring at their departure with an unreadable expression. He turned towards Pramudya's room, sipping wine in his glass in a very slow motion.

He did not expect Pramudya and his little wife would act so well. The couple did not disappoint him.

Since the show was over, he turned around and walked away. There's still plenty of time to watch a more exciting show.

Inside the room, Freya had rolled her body inside the blanket like a cocoon. There was not even a gap to breathe.

In the past, despite being with Yoga all the time, he never made physical contact that crossed the line. At most they just join hands, that too if walking in the middle of a crowded crowd. Yoga is afraid that he gets hit by people and gets hurt.

Freya knew it was just an excuse made by Yoga because they both knew, she would not get hurt just from getting hit by a pedestrian. However, at that time he let Yoga tell the lie and took him along the way.

But just now .. gosh, that was just too shocking. His closeness to Mr. Pram was too intense. His heart could not withstand such a huge stimulus. He swore his life was almost gone.

“You want to die?”

Pramudya's voice sounded like it was growling right beside him. Freya freezes. What else does that man want to do?

He rebelled violently when he sensed Pramudya was about to release the blanket scroll he was using as a defensive weapon.

“Do not childish. Grandpa is gone. Get out of that blanket. I'll sleep on the couch.”

Freya kept a firm hold on the blanket roll. He was silent and listening. It seemed like Pramudya had picked up a pillow and actually moved onto the sofa. He was finally able to breathe. His heart that had lost its rhythm finally returned to beating normally.

It's not good .. really not good ....

If it continues like this, maybe I will die first before the contract ends.

Tonight is destined to be a long night .....

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