My Beloved Wife Mr. Pram

How to Persuade a Wife?

After standing for quite a while and not knowing what to do, Pramudya pulled his phone out of his suit pocket.

He looked hesitant, but soon he opened the google feature and typed in the search field: how to persuade an angry wife?

From the top line comes a series of suggestions from the online article*.

The first: sincere apologies and a unique way.

Pramudya. Unique how is it?

Apologize while salto?

He nodded and shook. It doesn't make sense.

Second: do not apologize excessively.

Bah, let alone overdo it. Apologizing in the usual way was hard.

Third: do not be repaid with anger, let alone be rude.

Hm .. It seems like this is the root of the problem. He realized his attitude was a little harsh.

Uh, errata. His attitude was very rude. It is only right if his wife is angry.

Fourth: talk softly and patiently.

Pramudya exhaled in despair. This task is very heavy. God knows that patience is not one of its advantages.

Fifth: take your wife for a walk.

Gosh darn.

Is there no easier way?

Sixth: do something romantic.

The boy stopped reading.

The more down it feels like all the existing advice is increasingly unreasonable and impossible to do by him.

He spun around and clenched one hand in the air, never expecting an apology to be this difficult.

No. gabe.

Actually not too difficult.

He also apologized to his wife before. But this time it's a little different. Don't ask him what's different because he doesn't know what's different.

No. gabe.

No. gabe.

Not not knowing it.

He just doesn't want to admit it.

Now say ... how should he?

Before Pramudya decided what to do, the door suddenly opened, then a tiny face appeared from behind the door.

The two men stared for a moment without saying anything. Pramudya was too surprised so it froze in place.While Freya was very surprised to see Mr. Pram who was standing in front of the door of his room.

“What are you doing here?” asked Freya who had first recovered from her shock.

After his anger subsided, he was about to come down and greet Grandpa. Who knows, he also found Mr. Pram standing while staring at the door of his room like a fool.

Pramudya. This “Anda” greeting clearly shows that his little wife is still angry.

He cleared his throat awkwardly before saying, “I came to apologize. I was already overboard.”

“Oh.” Freya raised her eyebrows, looking at the man in front of her with an illegible expression.

Come to apologize?

“Sit” outrageous?

Freya was eager to beat up the man in front of her.

He came to apologize for being told by Grandpa.

Would it be that if there was no Grandpa, he would have come to apologize?

Whatdoes thatmean? I'm not forgiven?

“I ...”

“Is it fun to always treat me like that in public places?” sela Freya before Mr. Pram finishes his speech.

“Not like that, I ...” Pramudya glanced sideways, then came forward and pulled Freya's hand to enter the room.

“What You—“

“Ssst .. There's Grandpa in front.”

Freya fell silent. The distance between him and Mr. Pram is too close. His body almost stuck to that fielded and fragrant chest. He hurriedly shook his head to dispel his no-no thoughts.

He breathed heavily and pushed Mr. Pram's body away.

“What if there is a Grandpa? You ignored me in public places without considering my feelings. Why do I care about all this nonsense again?”

“You ...” Pramudya was at a loss for words. This girl in front of him grew bolder, but she couldn't get angry either. Didn't the article say not to retaliate with anger, let alone be rude. He also has to talk softly and try to be patient.

Pramudya clenched both hands on his sides, then closed his eyes and took a slow breath.

Can't be angry ....

Can't be rude ....

Patience ....

“Pak Pram, let's just cancel our marriage agreement,” said Freya calmly. He increasingly could not stand the attitude of this man who was always arrogant and arbitrary.

The guard gritted his teeth.

No. gabe. Be able. Angrier.

No. gabe. Be able. Ruggedly.

Must. Patience ....

”If you feel uncomfortable, I will explain it to Grandpa. I'm sure Grandpa will understand. Regarding the compensation I have to pay, Yoga will help—“

“Cannot!” Pramudya opened his eyes suddenly and exclaimed in annoyance.

What the fuck Yoga will help?

Helped what? Pay compensation?

Pramudya is really an emotion made by his little wife. He came to apologize and reconcile, but this foolish girl continued to talk farewell instead. I also talked about Yoga Pratama. Ha! How dare!

Freya was surprised. He clenched his mouth tightly, but glared at Pak Pram fiercely.

Why is this man screaming? He should be the one who's angry!

“You're not allowed to talk nonsense anymore. Want to cancel a one-sided agreement? I'll charge you to the police station!” Pramudya was so angry that it felt like he wanted to go to the study and tear up the covenant letter stored there.

Freya did not understand why Mr. Pram was angry. His mouth opened and closed without knowing what to say. Why is Mr. Pram always emposi every time he talks about the annulment of their marriage agreement?

Before he could avenge all that anger, Mr. Pram had galloped out of his room like he was going to go collect a debt. The man did not even care if Grandpa was still outside his room or not. Really creepy.

While walking Pramudya took off his suit and loosened his tie. It feels very hot and suffocating. He had a little trouble breathing.

He walked into the study, slammed the door hard, and then threw himself on the chair.

For a lifetime, there had never been anyone who pissed him off to death. It felt so upset that he wanted to turn the world upside down with his hands.

Why does she always want to run away from him? Why is he always talking about canceling weddings?

It hasn't even been a month, but he's been so unable to bear it and wants to escape the entire time. Because her childhood sweetheart is back?

Was the girl very sorry for having been bound by a marriage agreement with him?

Was this marriage very torturous for him?

Pramudya growled in a low voice. The more thought makes him angry.

He pulled the drawer and pulled out the map that was in the bottom pile. White sheet of paper with the inscription “Marriage Agreement” is printed in thick and black ink, piercing directly into his pair of eyes.

He threw the sheet of paper in annoyance on the table.

Really emotion.