The Little Wife of the President

Chapter 180: The Sign of Redness

Pram pulls out Kailla's hand, invites her to sit together on the sofa. He did not fly to Bali today, but at least he had to save himself. She won't be up for the night at Kailla's removal from their bedroom. After all, she had to save her pride as a husband. It's a shame to sleep outside.

“Kai, we find lunch?” invite Pram, embrace his wife's tiny body that is busy with a cell phone in hand.

I'm full of seeing your face!” answer Kailla ketus. He doesn't want to see Pram at the moment. Though her husband had smiled as sweetly as possible, to melt his heart.

“How about we go to mall?” bargain Pram again, a quick glance at his wrist. He still has 3 hours, before the meeting later in the afternoon.

“I don't want to,” reject Kailla, staring at Pram who was smiling ignorantly at her.

“Or want to see baby grandpa?” ask Pram again. But Kailla refused. His wife just shook her head earlier.

“Still mad at me?” pram asked, immediately snatching the phone from Kailla's hand. And hide it behind your back. He was already preparing to wait for Kailla to attack him. That way he can persuade his wife.

“Honey! Restore!” kailla's orders.

“No, I'm sorry,” pinta Pram, still don't want to give up Kailla's phone. Made his wife upset by herself after failing to take back her cell phone. He was just about to win the game, suddenly Pram seized it forcibly.

“Pram...!” kailla said half-screaming, annoyed. Suddenly he covered his own mouth after his call earlier made Pram look sharply at him.

“What did you call me? Try repeat!” said Pram. For the first time, Kailla dared to call out her name.

“Try calling again my name Kai. I'll punish you,” Pram's scolding, already prepared to pounce on Kailla.

Kailla. “I don't want to. Don't come near,” Kailla said.

“How dare you call your husband's name that loud.” Pram pretends to nag.

“How about we reconcile,” pinta Kailla memelas, when he saw Pram was approaching with him. He ran away, away. Laughing around the desk.

“Don't approach Darling,” says Kailla chuckles. Directing her face towards her husband.

“We make peace only,” continued Kailla smilingly pleading.

“I want to go home,” said Kaila again. He's already behind Pram's work chair. From now around the work desk to avoid her husband is very tiring.

“Come Darling. Long time we do not play romp,” goda Pram. He was standing right across the table. It appears that Pram unbuttoned his suit, then threw the original suit onto the sofa.

“No..no! I'm tired Darling,” whine Kailla after seeing her husband's gig. She chose to sit in her husband's work chair, while rearranging her messy breathing. I hope Pram ends it all.

Pram was rolling up his shirt arm as he walked over to Kailla.

“Darling, don't be angry again. I can't work quietly when angry ,” persuade Pram.

It was seen Pram turning the chair his wife occupied to face him directly.

Both hands were resting on the handle of the chair, locking there, so that Kailla could not go anywhere else.

“I'm not angry. I don't care if you leave. But I don't want to be left, I want to come with you,” Kailla said. She dared to look her husband in the eyes.

“Kai, I have a job there. I'm not going for a walk,” explained Pram smiling.

Pram had to lie this time. He could not be honest, if he went to Bali to uncover his father-in-law's past that might have something to do with his own past. He was not sure, but the name and date of birth on the birth certificate made him curious.

“But, if you don't allow me, I won't go. You and our son are the most important thing in my life,” Pram said.

Long Kailla was silent digesting her husband's speech, before finally opening her voice.

“How long did you go?” ask Kailla.

“You allow me how many days?” Pram asked back.

Kailla. Not giving an answer at all.

“Tomorrow I leave with the earliest flight. I promise to go home before the day changes,” said Pram, staring expectantly at his wife.

“Bby?” pram asked again, after seeing Kailla remain silent.

“Alright, but Sam should come with you,” Kailla said.

“Kai, you are not wrong?” tanya Pram.

“No. I'm serious,” says Kailla.

“With Sam or I do not allow you,” continued Kailla again.

“You don't trust me Kai?” ask Pram. He could hardly believe his wife could be this possessive.

“Alright, I'll take Sam with me. But I want you to stay home as long as I'm in Bali,” Pram orders.

“Iya, I will keep my promise as long as you do not break your promise either,” Kailla said nodding.

“Thanks Darling,” says Pram, peeping all over Kailla's face.

“I give you.... em....” Kaila is seen counting her fingers.

“Oh yes.. 18 hours! You only have 18 hours. If you don't come back, I'll catch up with you!” kailla said seriously.

“Gosh Mistress! You really tied me up this tight,” Pram said.

“I'm not tying you up. That's the sign I love you,” Kailla said, chuckling.

***

Kailla was still asleep, as Pram was getting ready to leave for the airport. He carried nothing but clothes on his body.

“Honey wake up,” call Pram, shake the body of Kailla who is hugging the bolster.

“Honey..., I have to go to the airport now,” call Pram again.

“Hmmmm,” Kailla muttered, still closing her eyes.

“Come wake up Darling. Your husband needs a kiss before he leaves,” Pram whispered in Kailla's ear.

“What time is it Dear?” kailla asked in a hoarse voice. Both of his hands immediately pulled the neck of Pram who was bowing in front of his face.

“Darling, I'm tidy now,” Pram protest, as Kailla pulled her body along lying on the bed.

“I'm not willing. I seemed to change my mind,” Kailla said, tightly hugging Pram's almost-down body.

“I have to go. Sam was waiting for me outside,” Pram explained.

“Ah....why do you have to be this handsome,” grumbled Kailla when she had clearly seen the appearance of her husband. He immediately stood up with his hands folded on his chest, staring from head to toe. Her husband was not wearing a work suit as usual. Today Pram is wearing casual clothes.

“Ah... I'm not willing!” said again. He hugged Pram.

“Hahaha.. Don't be like this Kai. I'm not gonna fuck around out there,” Pram promised.

“Huh.!” Kailla only snorted in annoyance, staring at how handsome her husband was right now.

“Kiss me as much as you! I need that, so I can keep remembering you,” Pinta Pram, smiling.

Kailla was stunned, she took a few steps back. Watching Pram return.

“Show your finger?” pinta Kailla's.

After Pram extended his hand, Kailla immediately said.

“Never take off this wedding ring. Watch out if until I know, you did not wear it while in Bali,” threatened Kailla.

“Iya... what else?” ask Pram.

“Get your jacket off!” kailla's orders.

“Create what Madam?” ask Pram. But he kept his wife's orders.

“Do not argue or protest!” kailla said, after seeing her husband throw the leather jacket on the bed.

Quickly he made some reddish marks on Pram's neck.

“Ah... Kai, you're crazy,” said Pram, as Kailla sucked her neck rough so it felt sore.

“Already! Perfect!” kailla smiled with satisfaction. Saw a lot of reddish marks on Pram's neck.

"So the girls in Bali know, this man already has. If they're not sure about the ring on your finger, you can show off my art, baby" Kailla said, smiling triumphantly.

***

Thanks though.

Sorry late up