The Little Wife of the President

Chapter 143: Surprise

“Darling, please attach,” pinta Pram, thrust his tie in Kailla's lap.

“Shortly...” Kailla was still busy polishing the cream on her face. Let Pram wait while checking email on mobile.

After polishing the thin lipstick on her lips, she then moved away from her dresser. Approaching Pram who was seriously staring at the screen on the phone.

“Ah, you're getting taller Dear. Let's get your body down as usual!” kailla protested when she had to get a little tired of draping a tie around her husband's neck.

“Ahhhh...!” kailla shouted, as she had just finished her protest, Pram was already holding her all of a sudden, standing on the bed.

“It's a height of a darling!” gerutu Kailla again.

“Already! Don't protest too much. I can bite you!” pram Ancam. Without looking at his wife. He is still serious about his cell phone. David's sending a job report for her. He needs concentration to read it.

“Darling, I'm coming with you yes,” whine Kailla, her hand is knotting her husband's neck.

“Hmmm, but you'll be tired of waiting darling. After lunch Mitha just invited you,” said Pram staring at Kailla at a glance.

“But.... I'll get tired of waiting at home.” Kailla reasoned.

“You sure?” pram asked, staring into Kailla's bead.

Kailla nodded. “Iya, I will wait in your room!” kailla replied for sure.

“Promise not to make a mess?” tanya Pram asks Kailla for reassurance. He was already very memorized by his wife, who sometimes intentionally or not often made trouble for him.

“Iya..!” Kailla nodded.

“Alright....,” said Pram approves, nudging his wife's forehead.

“Already!” kailla said after she finished putting the tie together. His hands were busy tidying up the collar of the current Pram shirt. “

“Come put me down!” he asked Pram while stretching out his hands. Hope Pram holds him down.

“If I jump from the bed, pity your son. He still sleeps inside here, later he is shocked,” whining again, after seeing Pram instead turned away. Without looking back at him again.

“Ah....!” kailla grunted, as Pram was busy spraying perfume on her body. Forced her to go down on her own, failing to indulge with her husband.

“Don't spray it too much. Later the smell of your body so changed, I do not like!” kailla protests while hugging Pram's waist from behind.

“Why did you bring once this morning Dear,” said Pram. Her eyes looked at Kailla through the mirror of her dresser.

“Ah...,” grunt Kailla again.

“Why else?” pram asked after catching Kailla's pouting face.

“You haven't kissed me this morning,” protests Kailla upset.

“Haha... That's all you have to be upset like this,” Pram said with a laugh.

“Come!” pinta Pram, pull out Kailla's hand to stand in front of her.

The cup!The cup!The cup!The cup!

The kiss was sprinkled by Pram on Kailla's forehead, cheeks and lips. Closed with a kiss on Kailla's head.

“Already! Let's go to the office. I had a meeting this morning,” said Pram pulled Kailla's hand out with him.

Arriving at the dining room, it was seen that Ida was preparing breakfast on the table.

“Bu, I'll come to the office,” Kailla's story, while grabbing a piece of fresh bread and juice that Bu Ida has prepared.

“Good Non.”

Pram chose to sit next to Kailla who had been surfing with her phone, eating special fried rice made by Bu Ida.

“Honey, you don't want to try it?” tanya Pram, offered the fried rice that was in front of her. He had already picked up the spoon, preparing to feed the fried rice into Kailla's mouth.

“No want! Later I vomit again,” reject Kailla, keep biting her bread.

“You eat every day only with bread. How is the fate of my son in there,” protests Pram, his gaze pointing towards the belly of Kailla.

“Aak.. one bribe only!” pram Pinta. If vomiting is not continued again,” said Pram again.

Kaila was forced to open her mouth hesitantly. He actually wanted to be able to eat anything like people. But the baby is too chatty, eat anything, surely he will rebel.

One smooth mouthful without obstruction as usual. Even Kailla herself was unaware, she was too serious about the game on her current phone.

Seeing that Kailla was not vomiting, Pram again feed the rice to Kailla. He smiled looking at the face of his wife who was seriously fighting with a mobile phone in her hand. Even Kailla did not realize that Pram was constantly feeding her fried rice. His wife just opened her mouth every time the spoon approached.

Mother Ida who was astonished to see Kailla devouring the fried rice without any drama of nausea and vomiting, was just about to open her mouth to comment. But Pram had already coded her to remain silent. Looking at the index finger placed on his employer's lips, a sign that he was asked to remain silent and not talk much. Ms. Ida also chose to go to the kitchen to wash dirty dishes.

“Hmmmm,” murmured Kailla was still serious with her phone. This time he was hunting bags at his grocery store.

“Don't forget to take your vitamins and milk today?” Pram reminded.

“Gosh...!” Kailla shut her mouth for a moment, imagining the struggle she had to go through in a moment.

“Don't now, you just finished breakfast. Take it to the office!” pram Pinta. He had just managed to feed Kailla fried rice, he did not want the milk and vitamins destroyed his business earlier. He was worried that Kailla was spewing him back.

“Bu, please prepare vitamins and milk. I'll take her to the office.” Kailla orders on Ms. Ida.

“Good Non,” said Bu Ida smiled. He was happy this morning. The employer did not vomit as usual.

“The child Non Kailla just wants to be the same father. From the stomach alone has revolted with his mother,” said Bu Ida in the heart.

Ms. Ida smiled wryly at how noisy their house would be with the scolding and protest from Kailla, when the baby was born. Not to mention if it has grown up and every day quarrel with his mother. Bu Ida is sure, Pram's days will be missed with full struggle, imagining Pram must take care of his wife and child at once.

***

After lunch, Mitha also picked up the President's wife in Pram's room. After knocking on the door, he entered the room. Pram looked seriously at the laptop that was on his desk. Kailla herself was sitting on the sofa, monitoring the medsos on her phone.

“Sorry Mr President, I'm on my way now?” mitha asked doubtfully. Upon seeing Pram did not take his eyes off him at all.

“Iya..,” sahut Pram, smiling staring at Kailla.

“Mistress, we're leaving now,” with Mitha, surprise Kailla.

“Ah....okay!” sahut Kailla, grabbed the bag beside him and followed Mitha out of the room. But just as his feet reached the door, Pram was already making a sound first.

“Mistress, you didn't say goodbye to your husband?” Pram reminded. Staring at Kailla with an annoyed face. Kaila could forget her husband.

“Sorry, I'm too happy to forget you,” Kailla said turning to Pram.

“Come!” The pram pulled Kailla to sit on her lap.

“After seeing the surprise, I hope you contact me directly. I want to hear your voice,” Pinta Pram, tightly hugging Kailla who was sitting on her lap.

“I can not come, my work is still much here,” continued Pram.

“Iya..,” nods Kailla.

“I love you, I will do anything to keep you happy by my side,” Pram said.

“Iya..,” sahut Kailla brief.

“After this don't be naughty anymore. Otherwise, I will lock you in the room,” threatened Pram chuckled at the surprised and upset face of Kailla.

“Hehehe.... kiss me now!” pram Pinta.

The cup! Kailla kissed Pram's lips for a second.

“Be careful on the road! Don't try to cheat on me!” pram said, grabbing Kailla's head and peeping her forehead and head, before letting her go with Mitha waiting outside.

***

“Why are we here Mit?” kailla asked as they walked into a restaurant. Kailla followed Mitha who was already walking in front of her. After finding the table that Pram had ordered, they sat there waiting for the surprise that Pram told them

“Pak Presdir asked me to bring you here Madam. Wait a minute, it looks like...,”.

Mitha was unable to continue her words, Kailla was already shouting hysterically at the sight captured by her eyes.

Kailla immediately contacted Pram while crying. Right on the third ring, there was a Pram voice coming from across the phone.

“Iya Kai..., have you got your surprise?” ask Pram.

“Hiks..hiks. Thank you,” Kailla said while sobbing.

“Yes already, don't cry, enjoy your surprise. You have to pay for it later tonight,” Pram god.

“I love you Dear,” Kailla said.

“I love you instead Madam,” Pram said before disconnecting her phone call.

Tuttt..........

“I love you too, Reynaldi Pratama, Kailla said in her heart, tearfully staring at the surprise her husband gave her.

***

Thanks though. Love You All's.