The Little Wife of the President

Chapter 124: Defeating Riadi

Pram is seen clasping Kailla's hand out of Pieter's room.

“Honey want to go directly to the car?” ask Pram.

“Iya, I'm going home with Bayu only darling. You still have a job,” Kailla said.

Kailla's reply instantly struck Pram's heart. Sickness and crumbling like in a hit with a godam. A week he leaves his wife for work and his spoiled Kailla goes missing instantly. There is a sense of unwillingness, there is a sense of regret. She misses Kailla who whines at her every day. Missing Kailla who every sleep just want in her arms. Kaila was crying in her arms for unimportant things.

“No, I'll go home with you,” refuse Pram.

“Honey, I'm going to Mitha's place first. My bag and phone seemed to be left there when I was unconscious,” Kailla said. He immediately walked away from Pram who had not had time to answer him.

“Hmmmm... Like not just Kailla,” said Pram smilingly looking at the back of his wife who walked away from him.

Before long Kailla has reappeared carrying a pink bag that Pram just bought a few days ago. Precisely, Pram only paid the bill.

“Your new bag?” tanya Pram. The first time he saw the shape of the bag that his wife had just bought. He smiled wryly at the look that did not match the price.

“Iya..,” replied Kailla with a smile sumringah.

Pram raised the hand of Kailla who was carrying a bag in her hand. Look at each side of the bag carefully. Even the bottom did not escape from Pram's observation.

“Why Dear?” Kailla asked in wonder.

“Buy 1 unit home 2 floors. I'm really shocked. I guess, I miscalculated the zero amount of time the bill appeared,” said Pram shook his head.

Kaila knows, Pram is protesting indirectly.

“Thanks Darling,” woo Kailla when she saw her husband still staring at the bag in his hand.

“You have to pay for it later tonight. Nothing free Mistress,” god Pram. He hasn't pounced on his wife in a week. Work made him have to sacrifice a lot of things. Kaila hates her world. Kailla always said business keeps people away from family.

“Hah..! Calculation once,” gerutu Kailla. But before long Kailla was already smiling while hugging Pram's burly arms.

“Honey, I'm ready to pay you for this bag later tonight.” Kailla smiled cunningly.

Pram's eyes immediately rounded hearing Kailla's words. It's not uncommon for Kailla to be willing to serve him without protest and protocol first.

“But.. as long as we're married, I haven't made the calculations darling. How many bags?” Kailla looked to be frowning her forehead. His eyes move left and right.

“Maybe I can buy a unit in Pondok Indah, next door with daddy.” Kaila seemed to think, looking as she counted with her fingers. How many nights did he spend with Pram.

“Iya, I want that alone the payment,” continued Kailla again while smiling at teasing Pran.

“I don't want same neighbor Bang Gledek,” reject Pram while chuckling.

But I want next to the same daddy babe,” Kayu Kailla

“We buy near sea only huh? tawar Pram's. Without asking for Kailla's approval, Pram had actually bought the house and was now in the renovation stage. The house in the north of Jakarta is a dream house of Kailla which is close to the sea and complete with a private pier behind the house.

“That's far. It's in the North, daddy in the South. I don't want to be away from daddy,”

“Not far Darling,” Mayu Pram.

“Macetnya Dear. The artery road was jammed. I'll age on the road.” Kaila still tries to resist without knowing that Pram has even bought it.

We'll talk about it later Kai. Let's go home. You need a break now,” take Pram while embracing Kailla's shoulder. He did not want to argue for anything unimportant right now.

***

Pieter was still sculpting, accompanied by Mitha who was standing behind him.

“Pak, move on dong. That is the wife of people,” said Mitha slowly. “Lagian Mistress is pregnant, there is no chance for father.” Mitha explained.

“Hah....?? Kailla pregnant?” pieter asked immediately turned to look at Mitha. Seeking honesty from the translating girl.

Mitha nodded. Pieter chose to leave after hearing Mitha's words. The hope that had been stuck was now withered before it could develop.

She had buried deep in her desire, once she knew she was actually Pram's wife, her best friend. But he sees no love for Pram in Kailla's eyes. Kailla's story reinforces everything. But now, Kailla's pregnant. Had he been wrong all along. Kailla loves her husband too.

He's ready to fight, if Kailla doesn't love Pram. He was ready to take her away from his best friend. Had Kailla asked, she would have done that stupid thing.

“I fell in love with her, right at first sight. The moment he saw it appeared suddenly in the middle of the meeting. Crazy one! Stupid you Pieter!” he swore to himself.

***

Kailla had just woken up from her sleep. Since returning home from Pram's office, she has chosen to sleep. It can at least help reduce dizziness in his head.

“New 7pm,” Kailla said when she saw the digital clock above the nightstand. After she was satisfied to sleep she chose to come out of her room looking for something to prop up her hungry stomach. He had not filled his stomach with heavy food since morning.

“Bu, today cook what?” kailla asked Ida when she was in the kitchen. His hands were opening the refrigerator and then pouring cold water into the glass.

“Pak Pram ask to make chicken soup. Said to Non Kailla,” said Ms. Ida.

“Oh, please prepare for me Mom, I will eat in a moment. My stomach is hungry,” pinta Kailla.

“Oh yes, my husband to the office again?” ask Kailla. He had dropped his body on one of the chairs preparing to eat the chicken soup served by Mother Ida.

“Since Non-sleep, Mr. Pram in the workspace. Not out until now,” replied Bu Ida staring at the door of his employer's workspace.

“Oh... !” Kailla frowned. “I'll see it for a while,” continued Kailla.

When Kailla walks into the study, Pram is asleep. She smiled at her husband who was closing his eyes with the laptop still on his desk.

“Sayang..,” call Kailla. He immediately sat on Pram's lap.

“Sayang....,” call Kailla again. This time he was struggling spoiled while playing Pram's ears with his fingers. I wish her husband would be distracted and open his eyes.

“Hmmmm,” murmured Pram who still closed his eyes. His hands were already wrapped around Kailla's waist.

“Come wake up! I'm hungry,” Kailla said. Whispering in Pram's ear.

“You're up?” pram asked as he opened his eyes.

“Already...,” replied Kailla briefly. His wiggly fingers are tracing the curves of Pram's face at this time. From the eyes now move to the nose. Just about to touch Pram's lips, his finger was already bitten by Pram.

“Ouch! Pain Dear. You surprised me,” Kailla said. After successfully saving his index finger which was almost devoured by Pram.

“Why? You just realized your husband is so handsome?” tanya Pram is flirting with Kailla.

“Not bad, but I never aspired to have a husband like you. Hahaha,” sahut Kailla laughed.

“In your brain want what kind of husband?” pram asked directly tapping on Kailla's forehead with his index finger.

“When High School I dreamed of having a husband as handsome as Lee Min Ho or James Jirayu,” Kailla said, shut her mouth instantly.

“Means you're lucky Madam. You get both at once in me,” Pram replied with full confidence.

“Huh..!” grunt Kailla, hit Pram's chest.

“Oh yes, are you sure you don't want to see a doctor?” pram suddenly got serious.

“He..em, I'm fine now. Just lack of intake and rest,” replied Kailla.

“Or because you missed my caresses too much this week?” ask Pram chuckles. He liked his wife's upset face at this moment.

It looks like Pram took the box out of his desk drawer.

“Nih! Open up. I hope my choice suits your taste,” said Pram while putting the box on the table.

“What is this?” ask Kailla.

“Office will hold a gathering in 2 days. I'll take you with me. I'll introduce you to our business partners. There will also be Winny and her husband. There may also be some media,” explained Pram. He had to tell her everything first every single thing about Winny. He knew his wife was secretly harboring something, whenever she heard Winny's name.

“Oh..!” Kailla answered briefly. Both of his hands were busy opening the medium-sized red box.

“Wah.... This is beautiful once!” Kailla's eyes immediately glared at the white dress that was still folded neatly inside the box. Not quite there, his mouth again gaped, when he saw the card tucked between the folds of the white dress. Soon he picked it up and read it again. To make sure he doesn't look wrong.

“Oh my God! This is my favorite designer. Love it Darling..,” said Kailla kissed Pram's face many times. Pram had to dodge because Kailla was too excited and soaked her face with a kiss.

“Don't forget! Your husband is the only person who knows you best. Even beat Riadi,” Pram said proudly.

***

Thanks though.