The Little Wife of the President

Chapter 127: Becoming More Poisonous And Sensitive

“This Non-juice.” Ms. Ida thrust a glass of orange juice in front of her employer. Since a few days ago, Ms. Ida has always stocked citrus fruits and bread in large quantities in the apartment. Kailla could only fill her stomach with that menu alone. So a day can ask to make juice several times.

“Thanks Mom,” sahut Kailla directly sipped the orange juice in the glass.

“Non, already in check?” ask Bu Ida curious. He had been waiting for the result. But she did not dare to disturb Kailla who was resting in her room.

Kailla nodded.

“What result is Non?” ask Ida again.

“I... pregnant Mom,” sahut Kailla with lethargy. The look on his face did not describe any excitement at all. There was sadness imprinted vividly within the forced smile that he was currently on top of.

Madam Ida immediately smiled and was grateful. It was as if he would soon have a grandson.

“Happy Non. Soon the house will be crowded with baby cries,” said Bu Ida.

“Pak Pram already know?” ask Mother Ida again with great enthusiasm. Ever since she found out that Kailla was pregnant, she kept smiling.

Kailla. “I've contacted him, it looks like he's busy once Bu,” Kailla said sadly.

The smile on Ms Ida's face disappeared instantly as her net caught something behind her employer's facial expression.

“Non... alright?” ask Ida then. After feeling something was wrong with Kailla.

“Hmm..., just my head is a little dizzy.” Kailla answered briefly. Massaging his forehead and temples alternately.

“Non sick?” mother Ida asked, putting her hand on her employer's forehead.

Deg—

“Slightly hot, preferably Non rest only in room. Mother will make warm tea,” suggested by Bu Ida after making sure that her employer is not feeling well.

“Yes, but soon I have to go to the office. There was a gathering, my husband asked me to come,” Kailla explained.

“Ya is Non, just get ready. Do not take drugs carelessly. Pregnant women should not take any medicine,” advised Ms Ida.

“Iya Bu..,” Reply Kailla.

Half an hour later Kailla was out of her room with a simple dress up. Her hair is in a simple bun, featuring her tie neck complete with a kemben white dress that Pram bought a few days ago.

“Beautiful...,” exclaimed Bu Ida when she saw Kailla walking out of her room.

“Bu, I'm leaving now,” says Kailla. He didn't want Pram waiting for him for too long. In addition, she can't wait to tell me about her pregnancy to Pram.

“Bay, we're leaving now,” his orders to Bayu who's sitting on the couch.

“Ready Non!” sahut Bayu's. Immediately got up and walked ahead of his mistress.

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“Bay, where is it?” kailla asked confused when their car did not stop at the KRD office as usual, but instead to a hotel.

“Pak Pram earlier contacted me, he said Non directly told to the event venue. You have already gone there,” sahut Bayu.

“Oh....,” Kailla replied briefly. He doesn't want to argue or comment too much. His head is getting dizzy. Right now, it felt like just wanting to sleep in her husband's arms.

Once inside the gathering place, Kailla was already greeted by Mitha who was standing near the entrance.

“Mistress...., ish you are so beautiful today,” Mitha said. His hand held Kailla's hand. Inviting the President's wife to sit in a place that has been prepared. A round table with 5 chairs surrounding it. There is the President's writing on a paper placed on the table.

“Pak Presdir is still busy receiving interviews with several media together..” Mitha was unable to finish her words. Pram and Winny, who had changed their clothes, entered the building at the same time. There are some media also seen asking for their time to ask about the construction of the hotel.

“Wah.. Your husband is so handsome Madam!” mitha exclaimed as she gently patted the shoulder of Kailla who was still unaware of Pram's arrival.

Seeing Mitha who was staring silently with her mouth open, finally forcing Kailla to also follow the direction of the translator's view of her husband.

Deg—

“Mit, has my husband been with Winny all day?” ask Kailla slowly. Her eyes had not yet turned away from her husband.

“Iya Mistress. This day Ms. Winny in the office with Mr. Pram to ensure the show runs smoothly,” Mitha said. His view is also still not separated from the President who looks so handsome when he changed clothes.

“Pak Presdir rarely use bright colors. Oh, it's getting good-looking!” inner Mitha.

Hearing Mitha's reply, Kailla's heart was pinched. Her husband spent the whole day with Winny until he forgot himself. Not even one of his phone calls was picked up by Pram. The more he saw the scene, the more his heart ached. He felt neglected.

“Since I was pregnant I was so spoiled and sensitive once!” comfort in the heart. Trying to quell the turmoil inside him.

After a long look at her husband, Kailla finally chose to look down. Trying to hold back the tears that had filled his eyelids so as not to go down. Long she bowed, occasionally wiping away the tears that had escaped, even though she had tried not to cry.

Until someone gently rubbed his bare shoulder and kissed his nape all of a sudden.

“Honey..” call Pram surprise Kailla. He was too carried away by his feelings to be unaware of the situation around him. Mitha who was standing next to him was no more. Replaced Pram who was standing bowed behind him. Touching his shoulder gently.

“Why?” ask soft pram. After a long time watching Kailla who was silent and did not answer his greeting.

Kailla nodded and smiled. “I miss you,” Kailla said.

Pram is seen crouching in front of Kailla. Grabbing both of Kailla's hands and grasping them. In that position, he could clearly see the face of his wife who was constantly looking down.

“I too,” said Pram smiled.

With a slight lift to his head, he kissed Kailla's lips. Grabbing the nape of his wife, so he can linger enjoying the thin lips blushing it. By crouching like this, one would not be so aware he was kissing Kailla.

“Have..don't be sad again,” said Pram after releasing his kiss.

Both of his hands cupped Kailla's face at this moment. “I'm sorry, I was busy once today,” continued Pram.

Kailla nodded with a smile. Pram's kiss changed his mood for a moment.

“I want to hug you,” pinta Kailla. Hearing Kailla's words, Pram immediately stood up, letting the still-sitting Kailla hug her waist.

“You are beautiful today.” Pram said as he stroked Kailla's well-groomed hair.

“Sayang..,” call Kailla. She intends to convey her pregnancy to Pram at this time.

“Hmmmmm, why?” ask Pram.

“I.. I ha....,” Kailla cannot continue her words. Winny has already ruined everything.

“Pram.!” call Winny. Seen he walked closer to a married couple who were hugging affectionately at this time.

“Ah.. so sweeet,” said Winny once it is between Pram and Kailla.

“Why Win?” ask Pram. He immediately turned to look at Winny who was standing behind him.

“Hmmm, I'm sorry Kai. I have to borrow your husband for a minute,” pinta Winny politely.

“OK. You want to come with me?” bargain Pram on Kailla who had already let go of her embrace.

Kailla stared at Winny and Pram alternately until she finally chose to shake her head.

“I wait here only,” replied Kailla. He wants to follow Pram, but he is afraid that his presence will disturb both of them. Especially if there is a need for the company. And his current condition is also not very healthy. A lot of standing will make his head more dizzy. But his heart was a little unwilling. She wasn't satisfied hugging her husband, but Winny had already taken it again. Winny has been with Pram all day. His spoiled and childish soul now reappeared.

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Continued is being written yes, let's quickly up again. It turns out that in the next chapter.

(Si Om forgot again dislodged earrings ya🤣🤣)