My Beloved Wife Mr. Pram

Remembering That Moment Forever

Freya sat by the window, observing the pounding waves below which her voice rang out all the way to her room. The golden sunlight slowly faded away as the sun grew taller.

Freya had been sitting by the window since dawn, waiting and watching the sunrise. He woke up at two o'clock and could not sleep anymore, inversely proportional to Lisa who was still asleep and snoring.

I don't know why there are so many things he thinks, especially about his relationship with Mr. Pram.

Five days “months of honey” on the island of Bali only one day left. He felt a little unwilling if they went home and finally created a distance between himself and Mr. Pram, always fighting at any time because of trivial things.

In this place, Mr. Pram treated him very kindly and attentively. He was a little lost in all this sweetness and did not want to go home.

Though he had assumed that the perfect man did not exist: rich, handsome, kind, considerate ....

Freya sighed and closed her eyes. It seems to be too late. He has entered into a trap and it is difficult to get out with the state of “utuh”.

Whether it is a happy ending or a bloody one, he must prepare his heart to face it all.

“Hey, since when did you wake up?”

Freya turned her head when she heard Lisa's hoarse voice coming from behind her body.

“Eh, just now,” replied Freya lying.

He did not want Lisa to know the turmoil that was sweeping his heart. The bucket's mouth will definitely make itself moons and mocked all the time. I'm afraid that Mr. Pram knows.

“Really?” Lisa rubbed her eyes and yawned, then looked at Freya with a look of disbelief. Freya's face doesn't look like she just woke up.

“Say Mr Bayu today we will go where?” freya asked to distract Lisa. He knew that the relationship between the two men was moving in a certain direction.

Lisa looks a little misbehaved. He rubbed his ears clumsily and replied, “Yesterday I said I wanted to go to the bar, so today he promised to take us to the bar in Kuta.” area

“Oh, yes? Very good Mr. Bayu ..” Freya raised her eyebrows and gave a seductive look towards Lisa.

“No! Not because of me, though. That's because .. he said Mr. Bayu also wants to go there.”

“Really? Not because you want to go there?”

“Not! That's because Mr. Bayu also wants to go there. Suer ...” Lisa tries to explain in a panic, but the more explained it makes the grin on Freya's face wider. It made him both embarrassed and upset. He should have pretended not to know!

“Then it's okay, too. I also want to go there.” Freya doesn't want to tease Lisa anymore. His friend looked like he was already going to be angry from embarrassment.

“Sana go wash your face, we have breakfast together,” he added while getting up from the seat and walking towards the sink. He also wanted to wash his face and brush his teeth. It's too early to take a shower.

Lisa did not argue anymore and immediately did what Freya said. It was good there was a chance to escape, how could it not be put to good use.

After washing their faces and changing their nightgowns to casual clothes, the two girls went outside.

The dishes served are also different every day: there is chinesse food, western food, seafood, as well as the typical food of the Island of the Gods itself. Freya who is a foodie really likes all the dishes. He's not very choosy. On his tongue, everything feels good.

The villa never prepares lunch and dinner because they always come home at ten o'clock in the evening, busy visiting beautiful places from the coast to the mountains, nothing is missed.

Freya slightly did not expect that their last day would be spent at the bar, but she did not mind. He also wanted to try to go to such a night entertainment place.

“Where are Pak Bos and Pak Bayu? Are they not awake?” Lisa muttered when she found the lounge still empty.

“No idea.” Freya shook her shoulders. “Indeed this morning where are we going?”

“I don't know either. You will know for yourself, Mr. Bayu likes sudden.”

“Hm.” Freya nodded while observing the dining table filled with various dishes.

It seems that the menu that day is typical Indonesian cuisine. There are several options presented: fried rice, nasi ujut, and vegetable lontong, as well as a variety of market snacks.

The Indonesian people. Early in the morning, the stomach is filled with carbohydrates. Very different if the western food menu is served.

Although laughing at the unique habits of Indonesians who “if not yet eat rice is not yet full” it, Freya still scoops a little fried rice served in a bamboo woven basket, he said, then add pickles and shrimp crackers to the dish.

How else, the habit was ingrained in his body.

He took a bottle of mineral water, then went to sit outside, faced with the infinity pool, breakfast while enjoying the peerless beauty that was in front of him.

As far as the eye could see, the blue ocean and the clear sky were as if boundless, stretching wide. He never gets tired of looking at all that.

“You want to go somewhere else?” lisa asked as she sat next to Freya. He chose a vegetable barn and a glass of warm sweet tea.

Freya shakes. He had enough to explore the most famous tourist attractions on the island of Bali. Mr. Bayu really deserves a thumbs up. The performance is very fast and agile, set everything up in an instant, move from one place to another with points that are not too far apart.

That way they do not need to waste a lot of time on the road so that they can go all over the place. Now, no one else wanted to be visited by him. Going to the bar is enough.

“Then, after breakfast we go down to the beach?” lisa Tawar.

“Bby.” Freya nodded in agreement. He wanted to take a selfie.

Last time, he escaped from the lower coast because Mr. Pram told him to change the clothes he was wearing. Since then, their relationship has been getting closer. It could be said that this beach is the first place that is memorable for Freya. Some kind of milestone to improve his relationship and Mr. Pram.

He will remember that moment forever ....

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