The Little Wife of the President

Chapter 154: Lapis Legit

“Kai, kiss me. I beg you,” pinta Pram. After waiting for Kailla, who looked hesitant kissed her.

Kaila looked at her husband with a smile on her lips, her hands already wrapped around Pram's neck.

“Honey, lower a little. You're still too high,” protests Kailla.

“I want an amazing kiss,” pinta Pram, after lowering her face. Looking for the most comfortable position for Kailla to kiss him.

Just as Kailla was about to land her lips against Pram's lips, suddenly the phone in Pram's pocket rang. Disturbing the concentration of Kailla, who is struggling to hold back the embarrassment.

“Call you!” namel Pram, instantly disable and throw the original phone.

Pram immediately pounced on Kailla's lips, not waiting for Kailla to kiss her first.

Grabbing the nape of his wife, in order to deepen his kiss.

“Mmmphhtt Pram completely silenced his current wife. Not letting Kailla make a sound. With a slight nudge, she drops Kailla's body onto the living room sofa. Then following Cailla's careful overlap, there was their baby inside his current wife's body.

Her hand had already slipped under Kailla's clothes, stroking and squeezing, making Kailla jump. Pram's gentle and mischievous touch makes Kailla go crazy instantly. In an instant his superior was already in a mess, out of place anymore. Pram really treated Kailla so wonderfully, until Kailla relaxed and could only close her eyes, enjoying all of Pram's tenderness.

“Ah.......,” sigh Kailla.

The long sighs from the thin lips joined the tensed body, signaling Kailla was actually already floating at this moment. Both hands were still tightly gripped by Pram's waist wrapped in his black shirt.

Pram smiled, looking at Kailla's current expression. The expression he saw every night when they finished their union. But today, he didn't want to bother Kailla. His wife was tired of serving him almost every night. Pity their baby who has to stay up every time his father visits.

“Already...?” pram asked gently, tidying up Kailla's messy hair. Pram stopped everything, after seeing Kailla gasping for breath by closing her eyes.

Kailla was unable to speak, only trying to adjust her breathing to return to normal.

Buk up! Buk up! Buk up!

The blow landed on Pram's chest. “Laps!” kailla grumbled, after her breathing calmed down again.

“That's a punishment for not wanting to kiss me,” Pram said with a sly smile.

“Ah... I would have kissed you, but your phone is annoying,” protests Kailla.

“So...., meaning you love me too?” pram asked to confirm, making Kailla shut her mouth suddenly.

Deg—

“Why should be asked repeatedly, if you already know the answer,” grumbled Kailla.

“I want to hear directly from these lips,” said Pram, his finger was playing thin lips Kailla.

“I don't want to!” reject Kailla.

“I will punish you again,” threatened Pram, looking at his wife with a hungry wolf look.

“Ah....! No more,” reject Kailla, while whining spoiled, his hands are tidying up his top clothes that have been messy because of Pram's nosy hands.

“I love you Mistress,” Pram said with a laugh. His hand was revealing Kailla's shirt.

“And I command you also love me, for here is my baby,” continued Pram, his index finger is writing the shape of a heart over and over again over Kailla's open belly.

“I want him to grow up with the affection of both of us. I want you to love him too. I don't want to, my son has the same fate as me,” whispered Pram in Kailla's ear

“Iya....., I also do not want my son to be the same fate as me, growing up without the affection of his mother. I know what it's like to not have a mama,” Kailla said shaking, holding back what she felt at the moment.. There are 2 rounds of tears down the cheek when saying it.

Pram nodded, wiping away the tears on Kailla's cheek until it didn't trace any more.

“Let him get what we never got all this time,” Pram said, gently stroking his wife's smooth stomach.

“You're not going to the office?” ask Kailla suddenly.

“No, tomorrow new to the office,” suhut Pram.

“Darling, are you okay? Your face is a little pale,” asked Kailla to make sure again. These few days, she often catches wet Pram massaging her forehead and temples.

“I'm fine, just need a break,” replied Pram. He immediately rose from the top of Kailla's body.

“I'm hungry, let's have breakfast. After that I'll massage your head,” take Kailla.

“Ah, you don't tease me anymore. Your massage will surely end with my exhaustion, madam. Surely in the end you will ask to fly to the sky again,” Goda Pram. Pulls Kailla's hand to stand up and follows her to the kitchen.

“My shout was so terrible huh?” ask Kailla when she sees how messy their kitchen is right now.

“He..em..,” says Kailla.

“Your son is almost out, following Bayu and Bi Ida,” continued Kailla chuckled.

“Darling..., I want to eat a legit layer cake. But... I want you to make it with your own hands,” pinta Pram suddenly, with a hearty and hopeful face. Out of nowhere the thought came, it popped out suddenly. He wants it, wants it very much. He does not like sweet and fatty foods. Not good for his body that is already heading old in a moment.

Deg—

“What the hell is this,” whispered Kailla slowly, staring at her husband in disbelief.

“You yes? I really want it.” whine spoiled Pram. Hugged his wife from behind.

“I can't make it,” refuse Kailla explained.

“But I'm serious, learn from youtube. Don't just watch people eat,” cut Pram.

“Sayang....,” whine Kailla.

“I beg you, I really want it,” pinta Pram.

“We don't have the ingredients.” Kailla reasoned.

“I'll have Pieter prepare it, even complete with the oven.” Pram said, smiling. Imagining the delicacy of legit layers made by his wife.

“Alright...,” says Kailla bowed limp.

“Now we have breakfast,” take Pram after his request is granted Kailla.

Oh yeah, I want to eat fried rice made by you, baby,” pinta Pram again.

Staring at the pouting Kailla.

“Huh...! I'm pregnant, why is she cravings like this. Even more troublesome than my request,” grumbled Kailla. His hand had already grabbed the frying pan, preparing to make fried rice for Pram.

“Thank you Madam. Please don't prank me anymore!” sahut Pram, give a kiss on both cheeks pout Kailla.

“I want to sleep for a while Darling, call me when it's ready,” said Pram walking towards the sofa. Plopped down there, massaging back his aching head.

***

The next day, early in the morning Pram had already left for the office. Since waking up, his head is getting sicker, not to mention his entire body is following the pain now. He thought after a day of rest, he would be healthy again. In fact, the pain is getting worse.

An important meeting today forced to make him still have to go to the office. He has not been to the office for two days, work has piled up on his desk.

Apparently Pram drank 2 grains at once headache medicine, before saying goodbye to Kailla.

“Kai..., dear.., I'm off to the office now,” Pram said, waking up his wife who is still asleep.

“Hmmmm.., Yes. What time is it now?” kailla asked still in her hoarse voice.

“Jam seven, continue your sleep. I'm leaving Darling,” said Pram peeked Kailla's forehead.

“Daddy departs Darling, do not trouble your mommy today,” whispered Pram, bowed and rubbed Kailla's stomach, then kissed her.

***

The trip to the office was spent by Pram closing his eyes, trying to rest in the car. He had fallen asleep because of the effects of headache drugs that he drank, until he had to wake his driver.

“Pak... We have reached the office,” call the office driver wake Pram.

Pram opened his eyes and immediately entered in a hurry. He had to get to his room immediately, his head getting heavier. Just as she was about to open the door of her room, Pram collapsed, leaning against the door. He can no longer. With great difficulty he asked his secretary to contact Pieter, taking him to the hospital.

“Yes God, if I get sick, how does my wife,” she said slowly, trying to push the door of her room. Staggering to the sofa and lay her body there while waiting for Pieter.

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