The Little Wife of the President

Chapter 134: Missing Pram

Kailla was standing right in front of Pram who was lying on the sofa.

“Build! Get out of my room now!” kailla orders Pram who still closes his eyes. His ear was pointed at the door.

Pram instead of waking up, instead he smiled. He folds his hands arrogantly over his chest.

“Exit from my room!” push Kailla again, half yelling at the moment. His hand had pulled Pram's arm roughly so that he would get up and leave his room immediately.

“Kai, I'm your husband. How can you throw me out,” said Pram calmly.

“For me no longer!” kailla said rudely.

“Listen to Kai, you're asking anyone right now. They will say that Kailla Riadi Dirgantara is Pram's wife,” Pram said casually. Right now he just wants to tease Kailla. He misses his wife's irritated and adorable face. For too long she ignored Kailla.

Kailla breathed out her breath. He was gathering strength, preparing to drag Pram out of his room.

“Come, get out of my room!” Kaila jerked Pram's hand, pulled her husband off the couch and left her room.

“Let's Kai later, I'll take a break in a minute. We'll cease fire for a few hours. I'm really tired, honey.” Pram reasoned.

“NO!” reject Kailla.

“I won't bother you. I'll just sleep here. You can sleep there!” recited

Pram pointed towards the bed.

“No want! I want you out now!” kailla yells.

“Kai .. later we arrange again for the next fight. Now I'm really tired, honey. Just give me a little sleep. I also need the energy to fight you Honey,” Pram persuaded.

“Huh! I'm mad at you! Let's get out of my room,” whine Kailla.

“Yes, you can be mad at me. I didn't forbid it. But your husband needs rest, dear,” said Pram.

“Since yesterday I've cut off my relationship with you. Do not mention the word husband. That's gross!” nagging Kailla.

“ Yes... yes sorry. Not your husband, but your darling,” Goda Pram smiled.

Looking at Pram who was still joking, Kailla snorted in annoyance, stomped her feet on the floor and returned to the bed covering her entire body with a blanket.

Pram who saw Kailla's annoyance finally chose to give up. Soon he got up from his sleep and approached his wife.

“Already, don't be upset again Madam. I'm out now. Pity my son in there if his mommy is always angry,” said Pram when he was standing next to the bed. With a slight force to open the blanket that covered Kailla's face.

“It's not hot anymore,” he said after checking the temperature on Kailla's forehead with his hands.

Kailla was surprised to hear Pram's words.

“How can you know I'm pregnant?” ask Kailla wonder.

“I'm his daddy, where maybe I don't know,” Pram said proudly. Even if Ida did not tell him, until now he remains a stupid man who does not know the pregnancy of his wife.

While exiting the room door, Pram passed by Bu Ida who was carrying a medicine tray in her hand. Pram immediately dizzy immediately saw the medicine that was ready in the container.

“Let's not be scratched again Mom. I can't afford to drink it again,” said Pram shuddering, as it passed. Leaving Bu Ida with her medicine tray.

“Pak.. Sir, this is how?” asked Bu Ida while showing the tray in her hand. Trying to stop his employer's move.

“Kailla is awake. Bu Ida can persuade him himself,” said Pram stepped into his study.

“Oh yes, help Kailla change clothes Ma'am. I can't do it right now, ” Pram said from behind the door of his study when he remembered his wife was still wearing the same clothes from yesterday. Kailla would also definitely not want to be helped by him.

His head is a little dizzy. He wanted to clean up and sleep for a while. Staying pushy in the room will only make Kailla uncomfortable. He did not want to make Kailla depressed, especially when his wife was pregnant.

After bathing and changing clothes, Pram tried to contact Pieter to send all his work by email. He's not going to the office today. He couldn't leave Kailla who still hadn't healed properly.

***

Pram just came out of his study when it was late afternoon. After checking some files and had a short sleep.

“Bu, Kailla what are you doing?” pram asked as he passed the kitchen and saw that Ida was busy cooking dinner.

“Sleep Sir,” says Bu Ida briefly.

“So the medicine is taken by mouth?” ask Pram again.

“Why not tell me!” pram's nagging when he heard Kailla wasn't eating.

“Then what did he eat?” The pram continued to ask.

“Tadi only eat bread only.” Ms. Ida answered briefly.

“Prepare the porridge. I'll take him to the room,” Pram's orders. Hearing Ms Ida's story, her heart was not calm. After all, Kailla has to eat. It had been enough for a week that she ignored Kailla, but not anymore. At the moment, Kailla is pregnant. He didn't want anything to happen to his wife and son.

Pram went into the room with a tray filled with porridge. He smiled when he saw his wife sleeping.

“It's not hot anymore,” said Pram, after sticking the back of his hand on Kailla's forehead. Seeing that Kailla was asleep, she actually did not want to wake her up. He was worried that Kailla would get angry again at him. And it's not good for the baby.

But Kailla hasn't eaten yet, inevitably she has to take risks. Even if Kailla would hit him, he didn't care. Most importantly for her, Kailla had to eat.

“Kai... wake up Darling!” call Pram, sit on the side of the bed. His hand was gently patting Kailla's shoulder.

Kailla squirmed before finally twitching and opening her eyes slowly. But at the sight of Pram, Kailla's peaceful face changed instantly.

“Go! I don't want to see you!” throw Kailla away when her consciousness is fully gathered.

“Kai, you have to eat,” said Pram slowly.

“I don't want to eat!” reject Kailla. He turned to face Pram.

“Honey, eat. Pity our son,” persuade Pram.

“Come, you can hit me later. But now have to eat first,” continued Pram.

Hearing Pram's words, Kailla directly touched her stomach.

“Alright, I'll eat for my son. Stop calling him our son. He's just my son,” said Kailla ketus. He immediately got up to sit up to take over the porridge bowl that was in Pram's hands.

“How can it be just your son, Madam. Hahaha, I've invested a lot. It's not fair!” chirps Pram.

“I don't care. She's in my stomach, which means she's mine. Only mine!” grouse Kailla.

“Hahaha. I work hard, I invest, I get tired every night. How can when it works, so I get nothing!” kanda Pram teases Kailla.

“I don't care, it's mine,” Kailla rubbed it with a smile.

“It's yours, so have to eat now,” persuade Pram to give up. Every time Kailla heard the child confess in her womb, there was a feeling of happiness that filled Pram's heart. At least, Kailla loved their baby very much, even though his wife was not ready for her pregnancy.

“I'll bribe you,” said Pram. Pram is trying to take his wife down. He refused to let go of his bowl of porridge. He was looking to pamper Kailla at the moment.

Kailla nodded.

“But that doesn't mean we're better!” he said with a frown. Honestly, he also misses Pram so much behind his heartache and disappointment.

“Enak ?” pram asked as his first feed slid into Kailla's mouth.

“Iya..,” sahut Kailla tried to hide her smile. He didn't want to look weak in front of Pram. He won't let Pram win again now.

“You missed me right?” pram asked, teasing Kailla.

“No!” sahut Kailla ketus.

Deg—

“Why am I not nauseous and vomiting as usual huh,” Inner Kailla.

***

Thanks though.