The Little Wife of the President

Chapter 130: Separating the Bed

Non, let's go home,” invite Bayu after waiting almost half an hour Kailla never get up from her seat. Still hugging his knees and now starting to cry again.

Kailla. “I don't want to go home, I don't want to see him again,” Kailla said slowly. By now her spirit had already been destroyed as Bayu explained to her no matter how far she had escaped, Pram would definitely find her.

“Non, let's go home. It's cold,” persuade Bayu again. Bayu opens his jacket and thrusts it at Kailla.

“Wear this, later Non sick. Where the clothes are less material like this,” said Bayu when he noticed Kailla who only wore sleeveless dresses.

“I don't want to,” refuse Kailla is still sobbing. Seeing the jacket that still hangs in Bayu's hands, his heartache on Pram is increasing. He still saw Pram handing over his suit to Winny.

Long sobbing while sitting down, until finally Kailla stared at the shiny black shoes suddenly appeared in front of her eyes which were currently looking down.

“Honey..., I'm sorry,” said Pram suddenly. He was standing right in front of Kailla.

Diam— no answer at all.

Pram finally chose to sit next to Kailla after his wife did not want to answer even look at her unwillingly. Just as Pram was about to embrace his wife's shoulder, suddenly Kailla was already standing up.

“Bay, let's go home now!” bring Kailla. Directly walk towards the car he was riding and then close the car door without staring at Pram at all.

“Bay, I signed Kailla,” Pram said. He stood up, put both his hands into his pants pocket, staring at Kailla who disappeared into the car with a stare that was hard to decipher. He was sorry at the moment. He's too busy with work, he's too busy with his business with Winny. A few hours ago, he even forgot that Kailla was waiting for him.

It was seen that he sighed, patting Bayu's shoulder.

“Bay, my car will run in the back. If Kailla falls asleep, please stop the car. I want to be with him,” Pram's orders.

“Any Boss!” sahut Bayu's.

It looks like a black sedan car with the same brand and type walking hand in hand on the streets of Vienna. Kailla, who was riding one of them, chose to stay still, leaning her head against the window of the car. His index finger was painting something on the windshield that was dewy because of the cold temperatures out there. Her tears were back at this moment.

“I regret marrying her, I regret pregnant her child.” she whispered softly.

Deg—

“Pregnant.”

“Even she hurt me the first day I knew there was a child in my womb. I made sure she wouldn't be able to touch the baby at all. I won't tell her there's a baby in here.” Kailla said.

“We certainly can without your daddy Darling,” said Kailla slowly rubbed her queen belly.

Kaila gently stroked her stomach while smiling. Although she is not ready at the moment, although she is very afraid of facing her pregnancy, but at times like this she feels not alone. There was a baby with him always.

Bayu asked the driver to stop the speed of his car when making sure Kailla was asleep. The sound of squeaking car tires that rub against the highway, immediately makes Kailla squirm briefly in her sleep. It appears that Pram ran out of the car and into the car that Kailla was riding in. A smile fell on her lips as she looked at the sleeping Kailla by leaning her head against the car window.

“Sayang..,” whispered Pram slowly. Directly grabbing Kailla's body and bringing her into the arms.

“I beg pardon me,” whispered Pram slowly. He smiled as the unconscious Kailla grabbed her by the neck and coaxed around at her as usual.

“Your husband is wrong, stupid and selfless. Why is it so easy to raise your hand in front of you,” said Pram slowly. He was sorry, not just at this moment. In the first second he slapped his slap into the air, he was already sorry. Highlight the frightened eyes of Kailla back then, still clear in her eyes.

“Sayang...,” call Pram again while gently tasting Kailla's still asleep temple. He knew he had to pay the price for what he had done.

Pram just let go of his embrace and got out of the car when their vehicle was parked in front of the apartment lobby.

Hearing Pram's orders, Bayu immediately came out and immediately woke up his Boss' wife.

“Non, wake!” Bayu looks to shake slowly the body of Kailla who is still asleep. No reaction at all. Trying to wake up once again, the result remained the same. Time and time again, Kailla still reluctantly opened her eyes. Bayu finally looked at Pram who was standing behind him. Asking Pram for his opinion after failing to wake Kailla up.

Pram nodded and chose to carry his wife. But just holding Kailla's body into her arms, Kailla's eyelids had already opened.

“Honey...,” Kailla said with a smile. Dipped his face into Pram's neck. Pram who received such sweet treatment from his wife immediately smiled happily. But his happiness did not last long. In the next second, as Kailla's memory and consciousness fully recovered, she immediately glared and struck Pram's face rough.

Plakk!! The hot slap is enough to prove that his wife is still not willing to accept it. “Let me down!” kailla's orders are ready to send her punch back.

“Iya, I'll drop you off after I finish talking. You can hit me as long as I talk,” Pram explained.

“I'm sorry Kai. I was wrong,” said Pram.

“I said put me down!” kailla. She had no intention of listening to the words that came out of her husband's lips.

Plakk! The second slap landed smoothly on Pram's cheek. It doesn't hurt much compared to the first. Kailla's position in her trunk makes Kailla unable to use all her energy.

“Kai.. Listen to me Darling. I'm sorry yes.” Pram begged to return.

“No. Lower me, otherwise I...” Kaila chose not to continue with her words. Quickly he had bitten off the shoulders of the Pram who was still wrapped in a white shirt. His face was really unfriendly

“Aww...! It hurts Kai!” pram said he chose to take Kailla down instead of dropping his wife. Kaila is not being able to compromise at the moment.

Kailla immediately stepped into the lobby and walked towards the elevator leaving Pram who was still wiping his shoulders.

“Happy to enjoy your own stupidity Pram,” Pram said as he walked in following Kailla.

Until he got in front of the elevator again he had to wait, Kailla did not want to be in the same elevator as him. Pram could only massage his temple while sighing.

***

As soon as she reached her unit, Kailla chose to go straight into her room and lock the door. He did not even answer the greeting of Ida, who was still waiting for them to come home. Mother Ida who was sitting on the sofa could only stare in astonishment when she saw Kailla's sullen and upset face.

Not until there, he was again surprised by the appearance of Pram at the door which is currently going inside with a dull and uninspired face.

“What else is this?” whispered to Ida.

“Not that they should be happy, soon will have children,” continued Ms Ida.

Pram stepped lethargicly towards his room. But just about to grab the doorknob, Kailla had already opened it first. He violently throws Pram's suitcase out of their bedroom.

“From now on, we split the bed!” kailla half yelled. He no longer cared if Bayu and Bu Ida heard him. Instead it was better, so he did not need to explain.

Pram could only stare at the suitcase lying near his feet.

***

Thanks though.