My Beloved Wife Mr. Pram

The Rare Gem

Early in the morning, the waiter had woken Freya up and was busy pacing around in her room.

Freya sat on the edge of the bed, dazedly staring at everyone's busyness. He glanced at the window. The sky is still dark.

What time is it now?

Freya was checking the clock on her phone. It's only four in the morning. Why does everyone seem so rushed?

“Mistress, you need to get ready soon. The person who will decorate you is already waiting downstairs,” said Ruth who looked excited that day.

Last night Mr. Pram asked her to come with him. Of course he came soon with pleasure.

Freya blinked a few times. His brain, which was not yet fully conscious, was limping around gathering information.

Because of yesterday's incident, he was finally forced to stay again at the Antasena Family residence.

Pramudya left after telling her to stay in the room, and never to show up again.

Then the woman, Miss Carissa .. she was taken away by Tommy and Dance Antasena, whether they went where.

The Old Man came to the room several times to convince him that Pramudya had nothing more to do with Carissa, but it could not remove the discomfort in Freya's heart. Then ....

Today I'm getting married, huh?

Freya jumped down and almost tripped. Fortunately, Ruth held him down swiftly.

“Thank you,” he said clumsily. How humiliating.

“It's okay, Mistress. Please.”

Freya nodded and was about to walk to the bathroom, but suddenly she turned around and asked, “Where is Mr... um, I mean where is my husband?”

“Tuan Pram is in the living room. You've been home since last night, but you didn't dare to go up and disturb Madam,” Ruth replied honestly.

“Oh ...” Freya was stunned for a moment. His mouth opened a few times, as if he wanted to say something, but it didn't. He turned his back and went into the bathroom without saying anything.

Ruth looked at the back of the Young Madam with a complicated expression. If only the Madam knew that Mr. Pram was secretly watching the door of the Madam's room the entire time, would the Madam still feel sad?

Hah .. Never mind, he is only a servant, should not arbitrarily interfere in the affairs of his master.

Freya took a bath while daydreaming. His mind wandered everywhere.

The figure of Yoga reappeared in his dream last night. The man wept and begged her not to leave, just as Miss Carissa yesterday knelt at Pramudya's feet. Slowly, the knots in Freya's heart twisted each other and made her feel claustrophobic.

“Mrs, are you done? Perias is waiting.”

Ruth's voice rang out from behind the door, breaking all the anxiety in Freya's heart. He put on a towel and came out. There were already four people with professional appearances inside his room. They greeted him politely.

Freya returned their greeting and explained how the kind of makeup and hair she wanted, then sat down and let the men do their duty.

Starting from dressing a dress, applying makeup and hair, everything is done very professionally. Freya felt quite amazed by the movements of those people who were deft and skilled.

At exactly 08:00, Freya was ready. He stood in front of the mirror and looked at his reflection.

He barely recognized himself. The girl in the mirror looked completely different. Her hair was woven with a fresh flower arrangement of white and peach that smelled very fragrant.

Unknowingly Freya sighed when she saw a shadow of herself that looked sexy but not cheap. During this time he more often wears over-size clothes so that the curves of his body are never exposed clearly. However, at this time he himself could hardly believe realizing that there were some dense and contained parts that looked quite prominent.

The jewelry set he tried also looks very suitable to be worn with this dress. Freya praised Valentina in her heart. Her idol was actually keeping his promise to make her look nothing embarrassing.

“How, Mistress? Are you satisfied?” ask a woman in charge of dressing up Freya's face.

“Yes, very good. Her hair is also very good. Thank you.”

“Sama-sama, Mistress. That has become our job. Then we'll excuse you. We will wait for you in the building to retouch before the dinner banquet.”

“Good. See you later.”

The woman who appeared to be the leader of the fairies gestured for her co-workers to come out of the room.

“Mistress, you are so beautiful. Mr. Pram is very lucky to have a wife like you,” praise Ruth with eyes sparkling with admiration. The praise was sincere from the bottom of his heart.

The servants in the room nodded in agreement. Their Young Madam, besides being beautiful, was also very humble and unpretentious. They would definitely live a safe and quiet life if they had a Mistress like this.

Freya just smiled and replied, Your mouth is getting sweeter. I'll give you a bonus from the wedding amlop I get later.”

Ruth panicked. He waved his hand agitatedly. “Mistress, why do you always say this? I'm really sincere in praising you.”

“Why is this always the case? I'm glad I gave you a gift too. Consider it a bonus.” Freya glanced at the joke and laughed.

“Then I will not praise you again.”

“Then I won't be friends with you anymore.”

Ruth was at a loss for words. He wanted to turn around and run away. Don't let the Madam actually thrust a pile of money into his face.

Freya laughed at Ruth's pitying face. He only teased her, but the girl took it seriously.

“I'm just kidding. Thank you for your compliment. Now, can you please help me get down?”

“Good. Please, Madam.” Ruth turned to the back of Freya and helped lift the tail of her three-meter-long dress.

Freya stepped very carefully. The other two servants helped him from the right and left sides.

From downstairs, everyone's activities came to a halt as the bride walked downstairs. Even Tommy who had just been sitting nonchalantly could not take his eyes off Freya's face.

The girl looks like a fairy coming out of a fairyland. With all that simplicity, he actually looks very radiant, completely transformed into the main character on this day.

Bayu elbowed Pramudya's waist and whispered, “Bro, you are very lucky. Your wife is a rare gem, you better take good care of her. The wolf in the corner is after him. Look, his drool that almost dripped it.”

His pair of Pramudya eyes turned dark, staring at Tommy who was as if unaware of the presence of others in the room. Clearly all his attention was on Freya, the silly girl, who would soon be his legal wife before the law and religion.

Pramudya snorted and sneered in his heart.

Want to take his wife?

Just dream!

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