The Little Wife of the President

Chapter 175: Join the Meeting

Stella enters the Pram workspace accompanied by an employee from the pantry section.

“Pak, here's lunch.” Stella said while showing off her smile at Kailla who was sitting on the sofa with Pram.

After the two of them left in the room, Kailla immediately walked over to the Pram desk. A smile was engraved on her face, as she looked at the menu that Stella had ordered for her.

Without waiting for Pram first, she was already sitting in her husband's oversized seat. Prepare to eat a serving of his favorite meatballs complete with his favorite yellow noodles.

“Kiddy likes?” ask Pram.

Suddenly Pram was sitting in front of his wife. Smiling at how Kailla enjoyed a bowl of simple and folk food. Anyone would not expect, a conglomerate daughter and wife of the President of the RD Group who was sitting eating a bowl of wagon meatballs that cost not up to 20 thousand rupiah.

“I like Dear..” Kailla said as she thrust a piece of meatballs into Pram's mouth.

“Aakkkkk!” pinta Kailla prepares to feed into Pram's still-locking mouth. This is not Pram's food. The guy doesn't like snacks.

“Sayang...,” whine Kailla.

“No Darling. I don't want to,” reject Pram, smile.

“You didn't eat?” kailla asked, devouring pieces of meatballs that she had wanted to feed her husband.

“Later. Looking at you right now, I became full instantly.” Pram says.

Pram stared at the clock hanging on the wall of his study. After lunch, he had a meeting with the design team and some vendors.

“Kai, finish your food. I have to learn the material for the meeting later,” explained Pram.

His hand grabbed a stack of files arranged on the edge of the table and placed them on his lap. The company will build an apartment in South Jakarta. And the plan today will be discussed design for the unit and all its facilities.

After finishing the meatballs, Kailla only shifted her eyes. Now his gaze was on Pram. Her husband was seriously flipping through the files, forgetting his presence here.

Pram is a hard worker. While working, he would forget about his other world. The only one who can distract him is Kailla. Not only now, since 20 years ago, Pram has been used to leaving his job on the table just for a Kailla. If it used to be because of responsibility but now the reason is because of love.

“Honey, let's eat,” persuade Kailla.

Without realizing Pram, his wife had finished the meatball. Currently, Kailla was thrusting a spoonful of hainan rice and chicken pieces into the front of Pram's mouth.

“Come. I'll bribe you,” coax Kailla. His hand was already dragging a chair, stopping right in front of Pram.

Pram immediately opened his mouth and smilingly looked at Kailla who was sitting before him.

“If I had known marrying you was so much fun, I would have asked you Riadi when you turned 17, before he asked me,” Pram said, keeping focused on the file.

“Hah?!” Kailla glares.

“What-apan! Right now I still feel too fast,” grumbled Kailla. Back feed the food into Pram's mouth.

“If in the end remain my wife too, instead of faster is better,” Pram's goda. Still his gaze did not move from the files on his lap. Only occasionally steal a glance at Kailla.

“My friends are still busy snacking, watching, shopping, sightseeing, acquaintance with handsome and macho guys like Korean opa-opa. I'm here only to feed you,” Kailla said pouting. This time he bribed Pram harshly.

“You can still do all that, Kai. Except getting acquainted with a Korean opa-opa guy. For whatever reason, you already have a husband whose good looks exceed Korean opa-opa,” said Pram, full of confidence.

“Open your mouth now!” gerutu Kailla, He was still disappointed when he remembered his life that was much different from his college friends.

“Hahaha..” Pram laughed at his wife's current behavior. He immediately moved all the files to the table, pulling the chair closer to Kailla.

“Let's feed me the right darling,” pinta Pram, smile.

“You're done with the files. Means you can eat alone,” said Kailla.

“But I want you to bribe me like this,” Pram said. Preparing to open her mouth to take Kailla's next bribe.

“You're even more spoiled to me Madam!” sahut Pram laughs.

After finishing feeding Pram, Kailla immediately cleaned all the messy dishes on the table. Move her to a small desk, so her husband can get back to work.

“Sweetie I have a meeting in a minute. You want to join the meeting?” tawar Pram's.

Kailla.

“Come to meet with me!” take Pram half-forcible. He had already lifted up Kailla's body and sat her down on the desk.

“Ahhhhh...! You surprised me, baby!” kailla said, surprised. Suddenly his body floated because Pram was lifted.

Buk up!Buk up! The consecutive blows on Pram's chest responded to his sudden shock.

“You yes?” bring Pram again. Both of his hands were on the desk. Locking his wife's body so she can't go anywhere anymore.

“I'm bored inside,” reject Kailla.

“I'm meeting with the design team. Surely you like the material,” explained Pram.

Kailla smiled immediately. She loves interior design. Without waiting any longer, he immediately nodded in agreement.

“Thanks. I still miss you. Not willing to allow you to go home,” said Pram peeked both cheeks Kailla.

The cup!The cup!

“Come with me!” get Pram to hold Kailla's hand and leave her study.

Once out of the room, Stella the secretary was ready to tease the President's wife. Seen she blinked her eyes teasing the Madam President who was being dragged by her husband.

Seen Pram pushing the meeting room door. His left hand is still not willing to take off his hand on the wife.

“You sit here yes,” pinta Pram, pull back the chair that should have been occupied and give up the chair for Kailla. He himself chose to sit on the chair next to him.

Kailla is seen greeting and smiling at the Pram employees who have sat before them. Unlike Pram, who doesn't smile at all. Since sitting down, he was busy stroking his wife's stomach which was covered by an oval table in front of him. Even Pram still does not want to move his hand when the meeting has begun. His hands remained faithfully rubbed gently on Kailla's flat stomach.

“Kai, tomorrow we go to the doctor. I miss my son,” whispered Pram slowly. I don't know, there's a longing in Pram's heart. He wants to see his son. A feeling that suddenly arises.

Kaila was seriously listening to the results of the designs that were being presented. He was not bothered at all with Pram's hand not going away from his stomach since the meeting began.

“Iya..,” Kailla replied briefly. Without taking his eyes off the projector screen.

“You are very interested in the meeting this time. Why not join the design team. I don't mind, if you want to come study with them,” said Pram suddenly.

“Hah? You are serious Darling?” ask Kailla, make sure. Shift his gaze at the current Pram. Her husband smiled with confidence.

“I'm serious. As long as you do not tire,” replied Pram.

“Also if you join here. I'm more calm. Any time you can see you and our child,” continued Pram again.

“I want!” kailla said, she's gonna hug Pram. Fortunately, her husband reminded her that they are now in the meeting room. Instead, he could only link his fingers to Pram's fingers and hide them under the table.

Thank you Darling,” whispered Kailla, smiling.

***

Love You All's.

Mercifully

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