The Dying Marriage
Hatred: 2

It's not that easy. Pram does not want what is lightened this just takes off. “What if I reject it?” ask Pram.

Sam turned his head towards Amanda who was already unable to think of anything. Then Sam said, “We had nothing to exchange, only that I was Amanda's friend from childhood.. I hope this Young Master can forget about it. Let him start his life back.”

At least Sam could still think clearly what Pram would do after this, even though it was vague. But Sam believes that what happened today has a bad impact on Amanda herself.

“Do I look like that? Who can let go of my stubbornness?” ask Pram.

Sam's clear eyes were shading. “No, of course not. But anyway, Amanda at that time was a snot child who only liked to joke around. While you are an adult man who must be coveted by every woman. You will have thousands of women who are much better than her!”

“And you're the same, ‘kan?” pram made Sam quiet.

Sam has stuck to his own words. Indirectly the Young Master was reminding him that he was no more a snot boy. But that didn't make Sam fall in self-esteem. “I know, I know that. It's just that I can currently understand Amanda.”

Pram circled Sam's body, then screeched. “Already, talking to you will not produce anything,” said Pram, “ayo go, do not forget to take this little lover of mine. Uh, my dark lover.” Pram grinning.

Like thousands of stones thrown in his brain. Amanda can't do anything. Everything that happened this time was too sudden and long-lasting. Is this the result of stubbornness some time ago? Is this what made Sam remind him to think first? Unfortunately, time cannot be changed again.

Effortless. The company is no longer hopeful. His intention to change lives seems much worse. As for Sam, this was his fault. Amanda and Pram's meeting takes place because of the challenges she's given. If you can, Sam chooses to do that. But, again ‘if can’.

“What will you do after this, Pram?” Amanda chapped after a long time silent like a statue.

“As I've said before, my bed woman.”

Amanda laughed out loud. Her tears dripped, her heart screaming in disbelief. “I have always dreamed of being an honorable woman since childhood. I was the family's favorite woman until one by one they were gone. I'll obey you, but if my request is granted.”

Pram seemed to fondle for a while, then said, “Say.”

“Three things, you don't mind?” ask Amanda.

Pram chuckled, his finger scratching his non-itchy cheek. “As long as it doesn't hurt me, no problem, Amanda.”

“First, my company is currently getting support funds from you. I'm asking you not to take off or want anything that's inside that company.”

“I mean---” greeting Pram truncated.

“The point is we work professionally. I don't want any issues or problems caused by you. If your status has become the largest shareholder, then it is enough to get there. Even though you've been spreading the word that we're married, I want my absolute corporate business,” Amanda explained.

“OK, deal. Then?”

“Don't till my brother hears this news, because he's the only one I have. If it's in front of him I want us to look like everyone else. I don't want to create suspicions that will make him blame himself.”

“This I will receive,” said Pram.

“No problem, now come with me.” Pram pulls Amanda's hand, while Amanda sees Sam who can only stare at her away.

While in the car, Amanda saw her home from childhood. Beautiful house, beautiful garden and memories that appear suddenly. No tears felt, “Do I get to this house even if only a few hours later?”

Pram sighed, “Of course, as long as you get my permission.”

“Thank you,” muttered Amanda.

Pram turned his head, “You said what? I can't hear it well.”

Amanda looked into Pram's eyes. “Thank you,” he said more clearly.

Pram smiled, then stroked Amanda's head. “Good. Be like this forever. Obey and know yourself.”

Inwardly, Amanda did not accept being treated this way. He has an interest in replying to everything later. It's just that, right now Amanda has no choice. He doesn't want to bet. He didn't want anything worse to happen again so he involved his older brother whom he hadn't seen in a long time.

He is still too weak to fight Pram, someone rumored to be the most influential mining entrepreneur. But somehow there is something that is not known to the public. Something that is only a secret. Something that only involves his confidants and himself.

It's just, Amanda doesn't know what it is.

Now Amanda can only laugh at herself. His stuff is out of the car. Isn't this like a mistress? Oh, come on, didn't Pram say he was nothing more than a lover?

Isn't this a sign that Pram actually already has another lover? Why does Amanda seem to care about that now?

“I don't think this mansion is your own. You don't come here often, do you?” said Amanda.

The mansion was beautiful and clean. The dominant color is white shiny blue. European style design, very thick. Both scratches on the wall and small accessories as decorations in it. Beautiful, very pretty. It's just, is this worth it?

Of course not! The price is Amanda's self-esteem that will be torn apart every second.

“No,” says Pram.

Amanda laughs out loud, “Funny. Very amusing. Okay, Pram. Oops, Young Master, what should we both do? Let's spend the night in bed. Am I not just a lowly woman? Whereabouts? What part should I touch and smell? Where?”

Amanda took off the Pram tie: quick but rough, not soft but full of endless malice. Pram's got Amanda's hand. The man did not like his behavior very much. However, it was not Pram's name if it only stopped like this.

Sure enough, Amanda was carried and thrown on the bed. The movement given is too fast and strong. The body that had never been touched by anyone had now been touched by that dirty hand. The knitted thread was still in his body, but it became more messy and out of place.

Amanda's small pair of hands had been locked on her head, held back by one firm hand while her other hand was in action to shame her. This could be said to be much worse. But Amanda was silent.