My Beloved Wife Mr. Pram

Why Upset?

Why upset?

He doesn't know either.

Already many times this foreign feeling had appeared and rumbled within his chest. And it only ignited his increasingly self-sacrificing anger.

He is not used to anything foreign, unstable, and unclear. In the past, his relationship with Carissa occurred because of a ridiculous agreement between their parents.

He never had a problem with it because until last week, for him to marry anyone was fine. It was just a kind of mutually beneficial business contract.

Had he married Carissa at that time, the two families would have bonded together not only in the marriage relationship, but also the cooperation between companies. It never involves any feeling in it.

However, now that he is with his wife, his world is turned upside down in the blink of an eye.

He felt ... haish, how to explain it?

Although the girl always pissed him off and had high blood every time they interacted, there was a slight sense of unwillingness if the silly girl returned to Yoga Pratama when their marriage contract expired.

He forgot their agreement and his agreement not to interfere with each other's personal affairs.

Even more serious is .. he even forgot his promise not to bother if Freya would like any man.

He is not willing!

Really not willing if his little wife is attracted to another man.

Pramudya felt a headache.

What is this feeling?

Why didn't he want the girl to like someone else?

Pramudya wondered inwardly, why did he have such an absurd attraction that he could not admit to his wife?

Is it because of its independence? His power? Or because of his courage?

With his petite posture, his wife's ability to conquer five men could not be underestimated. Since he doesn't praise her blatantly, it doesn't mean he doesn't care or isn't impressed, he just doesn't know how to convey it.

However, he could not possibly fall in love just because of those trivial things, ‘kan?

Especially since it was just a stubborn little girl, grumpy, dissident, and ...

and ....

Arrgh!

Her maid restores her hair in annoyance and closes her eyes.

In his entire life, he had never felt this upset.

Then suddenly inside his head came the image of his wife yelling at him with great emotion, asking him if he should not like another man then who should he like?

Pramudya's emotions slowly subsided.

Thas right.

If the girl can't like another man, then who should she like?

Himself?

Pramudya stopped thinking for a moment. He took back the map on the table, looked at the sheet of paper fixedly and weighed it inwardly.

Should he tear up this letter of agreement?

Who's coming? Grandpa or that silly girl?

“Honey, you're inside?”

Freya's voice sounded from outside.

Pramudya's right hand which was propping up his chin slipped. The voice though was not too loud but managed to make him lose control.

The damned girl, briefly angry and wanting to cancel the marriage contract, not long later called “sayang” as if nothing had happened between them.

Want to split up or not?

Pramudya got up from the chair and galloped towards the door. He wants to scold his little wife who is always arbitrary and play with his feelings as he pleases. After asking to part ways and making her question her own feelings, now come and call “sayang” very affectionately, what does that mean?

He turned the knob and pulled the door hard, preparing to scold his wife. However, as soon as the door opened, his grandfather first glared and stared at him viciously.

“This is how you apologize?” attack Old Man without giving Pramudya to say anything. He walked into Pramudya's study and looked to the right and left, watching the contents of the room that did not change too much.

Pramudya glanced at Freya, wondering inwardly whether his unfounded wife had gone to complain to his grandfather so that the old man came to her in his study.

Next to Pramudya, Freya glanced back while pursing her lips. He also did not know why it could just melt when Grandpa persuaded him to come to make up with Mr. Pram.

Though he had made up his mind to ask to part with the cruel man. However, when he came down to meet Grandpa and the old man represented his grandson to apologize, Freya could not even dwell. Moreover, Grandpa had choked and coughed incessantly because of his anger towards Pak Pram so that it made everyone panic.

All of Freya's anger in an instant evaporated like water at the boiling point, mingling with the air and disappearing out of nowhere.

Freya threw a face and sighed helplessly. Don't look at his fierce face and his explosive temper, his heart is actually very soft.

He could not refuse if someone asked him for help so humbly. Moreover, Grandpa was very good to him. The old man always scolded Mr. Pram for his sake. Grandpa's attitude made him feel very happy. Since childhood, no one else has spoiled her like that other than Yoga.

Remembering Yoga made Freya's face turn cloudy. After his anger subsided, he began to miss the man a little. Not longing because of feelings of love between the opposite sex, but more like a feeling of longing for life in the past, when they were so young and lived life with optimism.

Without fear.

There is no worry.

When compared to now, his life was always filled with uncertainty.

Pramudya no longer paid attention to Freya. The focus was on the Grandfather choosing to sit in his chair. He was secretly sweating coldly. Of all the seats in his study, why did Grandpa have to sit there. What if he suddenly opened the drawer and found what was inside?

Gawat ....

Pramudya approached towards Freya, slightly lowered his head and whispered in her ear awkwardly, “Thank you.”

In any case, he felt indebted to his little wife. Grandpa was the only member of his family left. He didn't want Grandpa to have a heart attack because of it.

Freya reviewed the beautiful smile on her face before looking up and whispering back in Pramudya's ear, “I did it for Grandpa, not for you.”

Pramudya almost choked.

Never mind.

He must have gone mad from feeling a little attracted to this immoral girl.

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Ruthless men and immoral girls who have a hard time confessing their feelings😵 each