The Little Wife of the President

Chapter 137: Hunting for a Meatball

As soon as the door of the study room closed, Pram immediately woke up Kailla who was still asleep and overcame part of her body. Understandably, they had to share sleeping on a narrow sofa.

“Kai... wake up!” call Pram shake Kailla's body. There was no reaction from Kailla, his wife was still enjoying her deep sleep, not being disturbed at all.

“Honey.. wake up,” call Pram once again.

After calling out a few times, Kailla finally opened her eyes. Wiggling over Pram's body that almost tingling because it was overwritten for hours.

“Kai, wake.. Dear. Wear your clothes, someone will come in again,” pinta Pram.

Kailla who had not been fully conscious, was shocked.

“So anyone came in?” kailla asked to make sure, after sitting on the sofa, just wrapped in a blanket to cover her innocent body.

“Bu Ida..,” sahut Short Pram. It looks like Pram hastily put on his pants and t-shirt.

Seeing the current Pram, Kailla was reminded of a news show on tv, when the couple was caught off guard at the hotel and escorted by officers. Immediately Kailla shut her mouth holding back her almost broken laugh.

“Don't laugh at me!” nagel Pram, it appears he grabbed the underwear and bra Kailla lying not far from where he stood.

“Nih.!” Pram thrust his matching underwear into his wife's lap.

“Tomorrow, if the night does not need to wear it again. Just bother me!” gerutu Pram, his gaze was still fixed on his wife's frilly underwear.

Pram seemed to massage his shoulders that were still tingling because of too long overstressed by Kailla.

“Kai, let's get your clothes on. It's not safe here. I don't want Bayu to suddenly come in and see you like this,” pinta Pram after seeing Kailla still don't want to wear her clothes. Kailla was unmoved, still faithfully rolling up her plain body with a blanket. Even now he was back lying down, enjoying the tenderness of the sofa in the Pram's study.

“Kai..!” call Pram again when he sees Kailla not hearing him at all. His wife was preparing to go back to sleep.

“I'm still sleepy. Just lock the door later,” pinta Kailla. He still refuses to move.

“Come on Kai, I have to go to the office in a moment,” Pram said instantly startling Kailla.

“I'm bored at home alone,” whine Kailla. Immediately he got up and hugged Pram as usual. After being attacked by Pram, she seemed to forget that she was at war with her husband. The cold war between the two was finished only with a union of the two.

“Last week I'll take you for another walk,” Pram's proposal pacifies Kailla.

“But...” Kailla was unable to finish her words, she was already busy smelling Pram's scent again at this moment. It appears that Kailla is slipping her face around Pram's neck, enjoying the smell of Pram's sweat there.

“Kai.. You why?” ask Pram wonder. It's not usually Kailla to behave like this. He was forced to avoid, because Kailla's lips and nose were stuck constantly on his neck making uncomfortable and unable to move freely.

“I won't let you into the office today,” Kailla said with a frown. Pram was aghast at Kailla's words. Semanja-sanjanya Kailla, all this time his wife was never so childish when discussing her work. Kailla has always understood office work.

Pram stared strangely, looking at Kailla from head to toe.

“Why did my wife become this weird?” inner Pram.

“You're okay, aren't you Kai?” ask Pram.

Kailla nodded, this time she chose to wrestle spoiled in Pram's arm.

“Keep your clothes Kai, I need to get ready for the office in a moment!” pram's orders while Kailla was still at home wrapped her innocent body in a blanket.

Hearing Pram's words that remained adamant to leave for the office, Kailla immediately took off her embrace from Pram's arm. Get dressed without talking or whining anymore. But now his eyes are glazed over. She would no longer look at Pram or answer her husband's call.

“Kai..., you why?” pram asked confusedly. Just now everything was fine, in a matter of seconds his wife suddenly cried. Not talking to him anymore. Like it wasn't the Kailla he used to know.

After tidying up her clothes, Kailla immediately came out without speaking anymore. Walking towards her room without caring for Mother Ida who looked at her in astonishment.

How Miss Ida was not surprised, Kailla came out with tears, without speaking. While Pram tailed behind him, calling many times.

“Honey...,” call Pram again, trying to catch up with Kailla who has entered the room and locked the door.

Pram just smiled wryly to find his bedroom door back in the lock from the inside.

Staring at the clock on his wrist, he immediately rushed over. He had a meeting this morning. Yesterday he had not been to the office all day, there was a lot of work waiting for him.

Pram is seen coming out of the study in his suit. Rushing over to Kailla in the room, hoping that his wife's mood would improve.

“Kai...,” call Pram while knocking on his room door.

“I have to go to the office now, I have a meeting this morning Dear,” said Pram from behind the door. Still hoping his wife responds. He was a little worried about Kailla's mood changing drastically and not as usual.

“Darling, I'm just for a minute. As soon as my work is done, I go straight home,” Pram's appointment. He chose to give time to Kailla. It is also free at this time. As soon as he passed the kitchen, he stopped by and advised Ms. Ida.

“Bu prepare breakfast for Kailla. Whatever he asked for. Make sure he spends his breakfast,” Pram's orders.

Just as Pram stepped up, it was seen he turned back.

“If my wife still does not want to eat and vomit again as usual, ask Bayu to contact me,” continued Pram.

“To have Bayu report all the things about Kailla, I should know everything. I don't want anything to happen to Kailla and my baby.”

“Good Sir,” said Bu Ida.

Now inevitably, Pram has to take care of his wife himself. He has to make sure Kailla and her body are okay. Right now in Pram's life, Kailla and their son are his priority.

***

Kaila had just come out of her room by noon. That was because many times Mother Ida called him for breakfast.

“Bu, I want to eat meatballs. Where can I get it,” asked Kailla when she arrived in the kitchen. His face looked clear and hopeful. He wanted it last week. And until now he hasn't been able to get it at all.

Deg—

Ida's mother immediately gagged at Kailla's request. They are not currently in Indonesia. Then where should he look for her.

“Begging Mr. Pram to look for it Yes Non,” bargain Bu Ida.

“Now Non-dining that is on the table first,” said Bu Ida showed a plate of fried rice in front of Kailla. Seeing the clap eggs arranged on the fried rice, instantly made Kailla's stomach churn. The nausea came again.

“I don't want Mom. Please get rid of it,” pinta Kailla immediately shut her mouth. Running to the bathroom spilled all of his stomach contents.

After getting out of the bathroom, Kailla chose to sit on the sofa eating a loaf of bread with a glass of orange juice as usual. He looks for something on his phone. His fingers nimbly shifted the screen up and down.

“Why not appear yes,” chirps confused.

“What I asked Bayu just looking around the apartment. There is no restaurant that sells Indonesian or Asian cuisine,” he said with a smile.

Soon he ran to the room to get his wallet. He will ask Bayu to accompany him around looking for meatballs. He really wants it right now. It was imagined in his eye pelup the pleasure of a bowl of hot meatballs complete with sambal sauce and fried dumplings.

“Bu, Bayu where?” ask her to Bu Ida who is still busy with her frying pan.

“It looks like again coffee outside Non,” said Bu Ida.

“Oke, I'll look for him. I'm going first Ma'am,” said to Kailla with a smile sumringah.

Mother Ida who was busy with teflon in her hands was completely unaware of the departure of her master. He just nodded unconsciously.

***

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