My Beloved Wife Mr. Pram

Have fun

Freya secretly heaved a sigh of relief when finally the car turned into the courtyard of the villa that seemed to be where they would stay for the next five days. He did not understand why Mr. Pram was looking at him like that, but the experience just now was too intense. He was very nervous and misbehaved.

“Are we going to bed in the room?” ask Lisa after getting out of the car.

“I don't know. Mr. Pram set it up.” Freya replied as she looked up and observed the magnificent villa before her in awe.

Judging from the design of the building and the state of the environment, he is very sure this villa is pegged at a fantastic price per night. Imagine how much it would cost for the next five days. Grandpa was indeed very generous and not stingy. Freya felt more and more guilty towards the old man.

“Ayo.” Pramudya approached Freya and Lisa, gesturing for the two women to follow him.

In the back, Bayu gave directions to the hotel attendant to bring bags and suitcases to the room. Moreover, he still had to confirm the rental car that would take them around today.

Actually, if you follow the plan of the Old Man, then Pramudya and Freya should not go anywhere. He just bought a plane ticket and booked lodging, of course the goal is so that his grandchildren and grandchildren can relax and try to the maximum to present an adorable great-grandchild.

If only Old Man what was really going on on in the island of Bali now, maybe he will book the fastest flight and follow to beat Pramudya Antasena's ass.

The hotel staff welcomed Pramudya's entourage in a friendly manner. A pair of male and female officers guide the way and show the location of the exclusive villa that will be occupied by them.

Along the way, if not for Mr. Pram's presence, it looks like Lisa would have taken out her cell phone and selfie all over the place. The displays that are there are very beautiful. Really classy and elegant. He likes everything, from the luxurious decoration of the room, floor and walls, as well as the service of the staff who are very friendly.

Freya laughed looking at Lisa's eyes that were already almost glazed over in happiness.

“Don't be tacky,” her god while poking Lisa's arm.

“In a dream I never came to a place like this, don't blame me a little tacky.” Lisa pursed her lips and replied with a parched expression.

When else could he come to a place like this? It seemed that for the rest of his life he would not be able to enjoy all the luxurious facilities like this for the second time.

Freya waved her hand, gesturing for Lisa to come closer.

“What?” ask Lisa, bringing her ears closer.

“You just marry Mr. Bayu, surely he will often take you to places like this,” whispered Freya, then widened when he saw Lisa's facial expression.

“You crazy? If it's crazy don't take me. Enough of you who suffer and are upset, I do not want to be involved in a life that is adequate but full of chaos.” Lisa sneered while glaring.

“Really? You certain? He is handsome and rich, and more friendly and kind than Mr. Pram. Why not try it first?” Freya raised her eyebrows and gave Lisa a playful look.

“No, Mistress. Thank ye. I don't want everyone to be bullied and hot-watered, okay? Am I a cut chicken that wants to be plucked?” Lisa rolled her eyes in annoyance. Huh! Horrifically. He did not want to be the same fate as Freya.

“Who knows Pak Bayu's family is also better. Maybe they'll treat you like a golden gem and take good care of you.”

“No way! Stop, Freya.” Lisa glared at Freya in annoyance. For him, the waiter who wears an apron in Freya's Cafe is quite handsome.

Well, even though Mr. Bayu is a little more handsome than that waiter, he prefers a quiet life. He did not have the guts to hope for more, let alone be the lover of Pak Bayu. Just thinking about it made him creep.

Freya still wants to tease Lisa, but they have stopped in front of a very beautiful villa. The windows directly face the high seas. There is an infinity pool that extends in front of the villa, facing towards the deep blue Indian Ocean.

The two stopped walking and were stunned for a while. The view in front of them was really beautiful. There were no people passing by on the beach, there was only a soft and very clean stretch of white sand.

He smiled and directed his hand to the right side, right to the very end of the infinity pool and raised, “Stair to the beach is there. Ladies and gentlemen can get off at any time.”

“Oh, okay ...” Freya muttered without releasing her gaze from the beach. He loved the sea and the beach, but he didn't have much of a chance to visit these beautiful places.

The waves .. the breeze .. he really can't wait to get down there and have some fun.

From the right side, Pramudya glanced at his wife and saw all the enthusiasm that the girl was trying to hold back. He secretly noted in his heart: in addition to liking cats, his wife also likes the beach.

“This is the lock of her room, Madam. One room on the east side, the other on the west side .. which is close to the stairs to the beach,” said the maid while handing over a series of keys to Freya.

Freya received the key proffered to her and said, “Good. Thank you.”

“Sama-sama, Mistress. If Mr and Madam need something, please use the extension phone in the room.”

“Good.”

“We excuse you first.” The two maids nodded simultaneously and retreated.

Freya turned her head towards Pramudya and raised her hand.

“Which room?” tanyakanya.

“You just choose.”

“Really? Is it okay?”

“Hm.” Pramudya. To him, any room is the same.

Freya smiled broadly. He chose a room on the west side. He will often go down to play the waves and look for shells. He invites Lisa to bring their luggage and luggage to the room.

Although he originally came because he fulfilled Grandpa's wishes, but now he felt that his arrival was not in vain. He promised in his heart, after coming home later, he would cook something special for Grandpa as a form of thanks.

Bayu pushed softly Pramudya's shoulder which was still observing the departure of his wife.

“Awas your eyes dislodged,” godanya.

“Damn it! Shut the fuck up!” Pramudya pushed back hard so that Bayu almost toppled.

“Pramudya you bastard! Don't know kidding, huh?” Bayu scolded his best friend while glaring. If not for his quickness, he would have smelled the marble floor aloud earlier.

“Whispering!” Pramudya ignored the nagging Bayu and brought her bag to the room.

Suddenly he felt his grandfather's idea for this “ honeymoon” was not too bad.

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That's when bucin mulu ntar did not ask to be kissed Mr. Bayu, loh😒