The Little Wife of the President

Chapters 188. Pram

“Then why was my little wife crying?” ask Pram suddenly.

Kailla was immediately startled, the look on her face changed instantly. He just remembered that he was acting to work on Pram. His hand instantly pushed roughly Pram's body, away from him. Then, he continued his acting.

“Go, I don't want to get close to you anymore!” kailla said, trying to bring out the tears of the culture back.

“You were on purpose, right? Asking me not to come with you to Bali, so you can have fun with your woman. Hik ... hik .. hik ...” Kailla's sobs were heard back.

Pram was astonished, seeing Kailla's sudden change. Just now his wife had become so submissive, but now why was she suddenly crying for no reason.

“What do you mean, Kai?” pram asked, still not understanding the direction of his wife's conversation.

Kailla seemed to think. He hesitated to show the photo he had taken earlier. She had to really dramatize things first until her husband was sure. Only then can he show the photo as a support for his charade.

His cry was heard again, with great difficulty he had to let out his tears again. The situation was already flowing, but suddenly Pram looked for his clothes and made him have to start again.

“I don't want to talk to you anymore! I want to sleep!”kailla said, rushing to the bed. He deliberately lay face down there, while hiding his face behind a pillow.

“Kai, what's wrong? Which woman do you mean?” pram asked to sit in bed, trying to find out.

“I hate you.” There was a sound of Kailla covered in pillows.

“Yes, tell me first the problem,” persuade Pram. He took his wife's hand to look at her.

“Kai, you why?” ask Pram again. He started to panic when he saw Kailla looking for a blanket. He was already very familiar with the habits of his wife when she was angry with him.

“No, tell me what your problem is,” said Pram, blocking the hand of Kailla who was reaching the end of the blanket.

“Alright! I'll show you,” Kailla said with a face made as sorry as possible.

Kailla's hand was grabbing the phone in her pocket and showing the photo she took before Pram's face.

“Hah! Whatisit? Who's that?” ask Pram surprised. His eyes bulged, his heart almost dislodged when he recognized the man in the photo was himself alone with an unfamiliar woman with clothes lacking material.

“Kai, it's not me,” refuse Pram shook his head.

“That's not me, honey!” Pram refused to acknowledge.

“How not you. Try to pay attention again!” Kailla again showed the phone containing the photos to the eyes of Pram.

Pram still can't accept the reality. Seen, he looked around. Seeing its location was indeed the photo was taken in this room, but how could he not realize there was a woman so-called incident went into the room and attached to it.

Pram shuddered when he saw one of the photos where he touched the woman's pectoral mound

“Kai, I really don't know anything. I swear I know nothing,” said Pram firmly, trying to convince his wife. His face still showed disbelief. How could he not know, a woman entered his room.

“You still want to deny? Proof is in sight!” gerutu Kailla, pretend to be angry.

Kailla already wanted to laugh, looking at her husband's face at this moment.

“Kai .. listen. I am not ... I am not ..” Pram could not continue his words. She squeezed her hair, unable to do anything. How he explained to his wife whose nature is different from other wives. Kaila won't listen to his explanation.

“Kai, I really don't know anything," said Pram, rubbing his face roughly with both hands. He looked at his wife who was staring at him.

“I don't want to talk to you!” kailla said, folding her hands on her chest.

“I don't trust you anymore!” kailla continued, ketus.

“I'll leave you ...."

“Ti ... no! That wasn't me. Everything's just a misunderstanding, honey,” Pram cut. He must save himself by all means.

“Come, Kai. I didn't do anything here. I swear,” clearly Pram in earnest.

“Come where's the photo. I saw it more clearly,” pinta Pram thrust his hand in front of Kailla.

“No! You'll want to remove it. So that I don't have any proof of your affair anymore,” rejects Kailla with a pouting face. Kailla believes that if Pram had looked more carefully, all his plays would have ended.

“Come, Kai. How can I explain to you. Get your phone, I'll see it more clearly,” pinta Pram, half begging.

“No!” reject Kailla. He chose to sit on the bed, not to look at Pram.

“Come, Kai. Please don't be like this. I swear, I don't know anything about the photo,” said Pram, with a face that was clear.

“No! I don't accept apologies!” push Kailla, down. He was trying to hold back his laughter right now. Her husband's face was truly pitiful at this moment.

“Kai, listen to me. I didn't do it. I don't know him,” explained Pram. Kneeling in front of Kailla, holding his wife's hands together.

“I don't want to know!” kailla said ketus, smashing Pram's hands.

“I don't want you to touch me. Your hand touched another woman's body. I saw it for myself in the photo,” Kailla said.

“I don't know anything, Kai,” clear Pram, beg.

“Where did you get those photos, Kai?” pram asked, trying to soften his wife's heart.

“Kai .. come on, I'm sorry.” said Pram, peeping both of Kailla's hands.

“Means you admit? Why are you apologizing?" kailla asked, staring intently at Pram and starting to get suspicious.

“Acknowledging what?” pram asked confusedly.

“Acknowledging that there are other women who were with you while in Bali,” asked Kailla seriously.

“Nothing, Honey. No one,” suhut Pram.

Pram let out a rough breath.

“I swear, Kai, I don't know anything,” Pram said. He was just about to move on, but he remembered something. He has to make sure again.

“Get me your phone, Kai. I'll check who that woman is. If not sure, I will report it to the police!” pram's orders. Stretched out her hand, asking Kailla to hand it over herself.

“No want!” reject Kailla. Hearing Pram's voice at this time, Kailla was already exhausted.

“Kai, where's your phone,” Pinta Pram again. This time it was serious. Seeing Kailla's rejection, Pram grows suspicious that something is wrong with his wife.

“Give me your phone now or I block all your credit cards, Kai,” snappy Pram after seeing Kailla still won't give up her phone.

Kailla gasped when she heard Pram's words. By force, he pulled the phone out of his pants pocket and handed it to Pram.

“Ouch! I forgot to ask where Sam's room is. I have to ask for his help. Usually Sam's brain is most fluent when it's wedged like this, Kailla's inner”.

Looking at Pram who was seriously looking at the photos on his cell phone, Kailla walked back and forth towards the room door. He has to save himself now. However, just as he was about to pull the doorknob, Pram was already shouting loudly, calling out his name.

“KAILLA! HERE YOU!!” call the waist-rigged Pram staring intently at his wife who was preparing to run away after making a mess.

Kailla slowly turned around, looking at Pram hesitantly.

“Yes ... Honey,” replied Kailla slowly.

“Where are you going?” ask Pram.

“Mau mene .. mui Sam ..." replied Kailla while pointing her index finger at the door of the room.

“From!” call Pram to code with his hand so that Kailla gets closer.

“I don't want to. You must want to scold me,” refuse Kailla.

“Ouch! My stomach hurts, honey,” Kailla reasoned, squeezing her own stomach.

“You don't have much reason,” said Pram, rushing over to Kailla and dragging her bed.

“Ahh!” kailla shouted, as Pram pushed her into bed.

“Your path, Kai. You pranking me, huh? I'll pounce on you now!” nagel Pram's.

No. .. no! I'm just kidding, honey,” Kailla said, crossing her arms around her chest.

“Down your clothes now!” pram's orders.

“I don't want to!” reject Kailla. He was ready to get out of bed, but Pram had blocked him.

“Where are you going?” pram asked with a sly smile.

Kailla nodded while laughing. “I don't want to play anymore. I'm tired, honey,” pinta Kailla, still laughing.

“Enak only! You pranked me from earlier. Now it's my turn.”

“Come, I want to see you wearing lingerie like in this photo,” pinta Pram, showing a phone showing a photo taken by Kailla.

“Other times before taking photos, the wedding ring is removed first, Non,” is clearly Pram, stick his forehead on Kailla's forehead.

Pram had already helped Kailla take off her clothes, her eyes were rounded when she saw her wife so beautiful with red-lighted lingerie.

“Beauty!” pram whispers in Kailla's ears. Pram had bitten a small ear Kailla, both hands had squeezed the mound of twins who teased him earlier.

“It's a little bigger than usual, Honey,” Pram whispered, teasing his wife who was blushing in shame.

“Ah, do not tease me again,” said Kailla, both hands have hugged the neck of Pram who is on it.

“I love you, Mistress. Don't prank me anymore. I cannot betray you. Hold words. There will be no one who can make me leave you,” Pram said.

Kailla nodded. “I love you too, Mr.”

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