The Little Wife of the President

Chapter 150: Your Son Misses His Daddy

“Job! Who else is this?” batin Pram, throw his cell phone of origin.

Pram looked at Kailla who was sleeping soundly by his side. His frustration and anger suddenly evaporated when he saw his wife's soothing face. Kailla was not disturbed at all. That innocent and sinless face, not even knowing what threatened his life out there.

“I will take care of you with my own hands,” Pram whispered in Kailla's ear. Gently pecking his wife's temples. Before finally lying down, tightly hugged Kailla who was behind him. His hand was gently rubbing his wife's flat stomach, where their baby was growing at the moment.

“Good in there huh Son. Daddy will take care of you,” Inner Pram slips his face at the nape of Kailla.

***

In the morning Pram was awake from his sleep. Ever since receiving the mysterious message, he had been unable to sleep quietly. By peeping Kailla's still asleep temple, she got up from her sleep. He should call David immediately.

“Iya...President,” greet David.

“Dave.., “ greet Pram as soon as David's voice is heard across the phone. Pram looked at the clock on his phone. It's still 05:00 in the morning Austrian time.

“Ya, President.., what's up?” david from across.

“Tomorrow, please check the progress of my home renovation has reached which stage. I want it done as soon as possible. My in-laws will move there once the renovation is complete,” Pram's orders.

“Pak Riadi?” asked David plainly. His eyes were still closed, he was not yet fully conscious.

“How many wives are there?” pram asked rudely and was a little upset.

“Sorry President,” Dave said when he realized he had wrongly asked.

“My name is one, only Riadi,” spray Pram.

“Dave, please add security at Mr. Riadi's house. No problem, if there must be additional security,” Pram said again.

“Good..,” says David

“Yes already, continue your work. Sorry, interrupting your time,” said Pram, disconnecting his phone call.

Pram's mind was laughing, guessing who the perpetrator who sent a mysterious message to him.

“I feel daddy cover something up on me and Kailla,” he said slowly, rubbing his face rough with both hands.

“But how can I ask when the condition of the daddy like this,” he said again. His hands were twirling the phone at the table, his brain was thinking hard, stringing together the various events they had been going through all this time.

Pram was closing his eyes, leaning against the chair as the door of the room opened.

“Sayang..,” call Paired Kailla. Still appearing disheveled in her thin nightgown, displaying her slender curves. He awoke, feeling that Pram was not next to him. Usually Pram's hands will hug throughout his sleep.

“You dare to go out the room just wearing this nightgown?” namel Pram, glaring. His wife was wrapped in a thin cloth and did not wear underwear. The top of her chest was clearly imprinted on her sleeping dress.

“Nobody,” said Kailla raised both her shoulders, trying to defend herself.

“Before 6 am, if until Bayu or Sam enter how?” pram asked annoyed. He had reminded her many times, but Kailla always repeated it again.

“Sayang..,” call Kailla. He immediately sat on Pram's lap. Swim spoiled and kissed her husband's neck without shame.

“Why? Still want some more?” goda Pram while smiling flirtatiously. Hugged Kailla so she wouldn't fall out of her lap.

“I don't want any more,” says Kailla.

“But... but your son still seems to miss his daddy,” continued Kailla hesitated, smiling shyly. Directly hugged tightly to Pram's neck, slipping his face in the niche of her husband's neck.

“Why am I so shameless like this,” Kailla said in her heart.

“It's okay. I love you asking me directly,” said Pram smilingly patting Kailla's back gently. He was shocked when he heard Kailla's words.

“Sounds sexy, Honey,” says Pram, nibbles small ear Kailla. She knew Kailla must be embarrassed. For the first time, Kailla asked him. Pregnancy brought a big change to his wife.

“Ayo... Where do you want Kai?” pram asked, whispering in Kailla's ear.

“Ah... don't tease me anymore,” Kailla said.

“You're here again?” pram asked, pointing towards the sofa in his study.

Kailla. “I don't want to, my waist hurts,” said Kaila, hit the chest of Pram field.

“Let's go back to the room,” take Kailla down immediately from Pram's lap. Run towards the sofa and climb on it while stretching out both hands.

“Take me,” pinta Kailla spoiled. Staring at Pram with a hopeful smile.

Pram walked over to his wife, preparing to carry Kailla ala bridal style.

“I want to be carried in the back. Like oppa-oppa in Korean drama,” said Kailla, turning Pram's body to back him. Both hands had already grabbed her husband's neck from behind, wrapping both her legs around Pram's waist.

“Awww.. Kai, wait a minute,” pinta Pram restores the balance. Kailla did so all of a sudden, it was fortunate that he did not drop his wife.

“OK, we're flying now!” bring Pram.

“Kai open the door,” pinta Pram again when you want to get out of the workspace. Both of his hands were locking his legs, making sure that Kailla did not fall.

“Already, Darling. Let's run!” take Kailla, kiss Pram's cheek at a glance.

Just as he steps out of the study, Bayu and Sam enter the apartment. The two of them instantly turned their bodies around instantly, seeing that both of their masters were in such a position.

“Leave it alone, let's just say they don't exist!” kailla whispers to Pram. He doesn't want Pram to put him down. She still enjoys being in her husband's arms.

***

After making sure Pram and Kailla get into the room, Bayu and Sam just turn back. Walking over to Bu Ida, who was standing pensively staring at the back of Kailla disappeared behind the door of her room.

“For a long time not seen this scene,” said Bu Ida slowly with a smile.

Maybe it's been almost 10 years, he doesn't see Pram holding Kailla anymore. It used to be small every whining and asking for something, Pram would carry Kailla to sleep. That's the only way to calm Kailla down first.

And now he sees her again. I think I should see it back. Remembering how the journey of both lives. Pram took care of Kailla since childhood, even since infancy.

He still clearly remembered, Pram who carried Kailla, brought her home for the first time to the Riadi Dirgantara residence. At that moment everyone in the house was confused, suddenly Pram brought the baby home. But they did not dare to ask. Until finally Mr. Riadi returned from abroad, immediately gathered all the assistants at home. Tell him Kailla's her daughter.

“Bu.., black coffee,” pinta Bayu disperse daydreams Bu Ida.

“I'm also Mom,” pinta Sam.

“Well Sam, this is just the beginning. Later, you will see more from now on,” said Bayu patted Sam's shoulder.

“Try Bu Ida, how she feels. He often gets the jackpot from Pak Pram hahaha.” said Bayu with a laugh.

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