Dating After Marriage
Chapter 109

The next day, Agnez was preparing as much as possible. He wants to be perfect in front of Pram.

"I have to prove to her, if I love her! for business does he accept my love or not? whatever! I don't care," she muttered as she smeared with nude-colored lipstick.

The woman was wearing a dress with the hair on the pigtails not too high.

Do not forget its flagship hells that add an elegant impression on him.

Agnez grabbed the tote bag she had prepared last night. Not to forget he also grabbed a paper bag containing Pram's blanket.

The woman walked out onto the terrace.

Agnez was already outside the gate of her house. He was waiting for the taxi he ordered.

The hue of a happy face he can not hide when imagining himself will reveal the love that began to grow in Pram.

The cold, flat, unromantic man had made his heart flower.

When the taxi of her order arrived, her sweet smile was etched beautifully.

Agnez got into the taxi. He told the driver which way the taxi's wheels would roll.

Along the way to Pram's house the thing that was on the woman's mind was her self that clearly expressed her heart without fear of being rejected by a flat man like Pram.

Agnez stared out the window with a smile that never faded.

His eyes closed imagining the face of Pram who always roamed disturbing his sleep since last night.

"I'll reveal it so you know, Assistant Pram!"

Agnez smiled non-stop. He was really happy to be able to express feelings for Pram because when he put his heart on Erick, he could only hold it.

This time Agnez did not want his old story to repeat itself. He wants to be honest with himself and also the person who has made his heart beat faster like a horse race.

After a long time in the online taxi, finally the wheels that had been rolling non-stop were in front of a gate with a luxurious home design, which was then used, but not as luxurious as the Gafin family home of course.

Agnez got out of the taxi. He set his foot on the ground right in front of the sturdy gate . Just like the owner who was also very sturdy in his eyes.

Agnez's wiggly fingers touched the iron fence. He was looking for someone who could open the fence.

The guards approached him with a polite and polite face.

"What's up, Ma'am?" ask the security guard.

"Pram is?"

"Mr Pram is there, Ma'am!"

The security guard opened the gate and invited Agnez inside.

"Please come in, Ma'am!"

"Thank you, Sir!"

Agnez with spirit steps without hesitation entered the grounds of the Pram house that looked very beautiful.

Plants adorn the flat man's house. The flowers are colorful, but more in the dominance of white color is very fitting with the house which is also in white paint.

Agnez's footsteps continued to step towards the terrace of Pram's house.

Agnez still had time to squat to see the salmon-colored flowers. He touched the flower. "Hopefully my feelings will soon be as beautiful as your color," murmured Agnez who then stood up to continue his footsteps towards the terrace.

Agnez's legs are already resting on the white ceramic bone. The door of the house was opened a little wide. He thought that this might be the way of the almighty so that he could more easily express his feelings to Pram.

The woman walked towards the door that was half wide open, but she heard the conversation of some people inside.

I don't know why his footsteps stopped. His ears told him to hear what the people inside were talking about.

Agnez's current position was still blocked by the door. One slide alone can be ascertained if his body will look perfect from there.

The ears of Agnez automatically activate the high-level sharpening sensor mode.

Melati's stepbrother began to focus on the topic of the conversation of the person inside the house.

"You remember him, don't you, Pram?" ask Pram's mom.

"He ... Marina, right?"

"Yes, he's your little friend, Pram! You know you guys used to make wedding rings out of grass, right?"

Agnez's heart that had originally flown up to the seventh heaven began to waver. His initially very stable flight is now starting to be blown by the wind that he can still withstand the brunt.

"Where do you know?" ask her mother.

This time the flower-filled flight of Agnez seemed to be full of lightning bolts. The lightning was ready at any time to scorch the plane of love that he was riding with his strike.

"You should know too, Pram! This Rina to reject all the proposals of her parents' business partners because she is still faithfully waiting for your love," explained Pram's mother again who made Agnez's heart now began to feel thousands of large stones rolling in it.

"Is that right, Rin?" tanya Pram .

"Yes, Brother Pram!"

Again millions of needles felt invaded his heart. Agnez did not expect that a cold Pram like ice cubes could speak in a soft tone to his little friend. Pram was really alone.

Agnez began to think. Is it possible for Pram to put a taste on the woman who is next to him at the moment?

"It needs proof of what else you are, son! you agree to this match, Pram!"

This time it is not only Agnez's heart that can stop beating, the plane of love that he rode also immediately plunged free with the crew of the plane that has been lost somewhere, somewhere, there was only her who was ready to die without anyone accompanying her.

Agnez thought, maybe only he felt that love. Maybe only he felt a great vibration in his heart, maybe only he hoped that love would bear sweet fruit, as sweet as dates.

"Mama wants you two to get married this month! Mama wants to immediately have grandchildren from the two of you," said Pram's mother sincerely.

Without them all noticing the pair of eyes that started to shed tears looking at all the scenes that made his heart break.

Agnez shut her mouth tightly. He didn't want his sobs heard all the way inside.

Agnez felt this time like a passenger who enjoyed his solitude fell from the plane of love he was riding.

The plane crashed to the ground at a speed he could not have guessed. The feeling of being crushed, crushed, even instantly became dust when he fell on the ground.

All that love and pain she could only feel on her own. All the happy things that Agnez felt were never felt by Pram.

Again the one who gave life to her tested her with tears.

Men who have had childhood lovers will not want to glance at women like him.

The childhood sweetheart of the man she loved was beautiful in appearance and also from the top.

That conclusion was more than enough to make his heart steady will not express his one-sided love.

He will try to bury deeply the taste that was originally sweet, but now turned bitter.

Agnez's tears really poured out with sobs that he could bear.

Like a fire doused with fuel, his heart now grew stiffer, beyond the pain he had felt before.

Ibu Pram put together Pram and Marina's hands and worse, the man had no intention of rejecting her.

Agnez's heartache was unbearable.

This time he gave up, giving up would take away his feelings for Pram.

At first he just wanted to bury the taste, but saw all the reality that was in front of his eyes if the man he loved was gentle with other women, while to him, the man was the opposite.

Agnez thought, maybe he was from the beginning should not be stuck with a love that only he felt himself.

The man who never loved her, the man who was always cold to her, the man who always had a flat face to him.

"I'm going to throw away this love, Pram! I will never let this love grow on the wrong person!"

Agnez turned her body. Walk her feet towards the gate of the Pram house.

Agnez was still filled with tears on her face. His lips he fold as much as possible so that his sobs are not heard.

"Have you met, Mr Pram?" ask the security guard.

Agnez tried to answer as calmly as possible.

"Already, Sir! but my family is dead, so I have to go now" Agnez said.

"My heart will soon die to love her" murmured Agnez as tears streamed past her cheeks.

He walked without direction and with weak steps.

Agnez started fiddling with her phone, ordering a taxi online again.

Agnez waited not far from the distance of Pram's house with his place currently standing like a ridge missed the moon.

Agnez looked towards the towering Pram house. The tears flowed without her asking.

"Lord! I beg you, if indeed I am not allowed to love him .. Give me a way to forget this taste," Agnez prayed to the creator.