The Little Wife of the President

Chapters 189. Sam and Kailla's

Pram out of the bathroom still with a towel wrapped around the waist. His eyes widened when he saw Kailla still wrapped in batrobe with an appetizing pose.

“Kai, don't tease me anymore!” gerutu Pram, looked at Kailla who was sitting on the bed with a pose to challenge her. Shoulders slightly opened, making Pram swallow.

“Cih! Who also seduced you,” said Kailla, no less fierce.

“I'm polishing sunblock, Honey,” continued Kailla. Both hands are gently rubbing hands and feet with cream so that the white skin does not blacken when exposed to sunburn.

“Hah! Where are you going?” ask Pram wonder.

“Streetings, Darling. I have an appointment with Sam in a moment,” said Kailla, showing off her smile.

“Where are you going?” ask Pram again, curious.

“Sam will take me to the beach,” replied Kailla short, solid and clear.

Kailla and Sam had already messaged each other during Pram's bath. Sam told me about the beach near the hotel that he often visited since yesterday because he was left alone by Pram all day.

When he heard Sam's story, many handsome men like Korean actors bare-chested on the beach, Kailla immediately went crazy. He plans to take Sam away alone. Bringing Pram will only interfere with his pleasure. Her husband will not let her freely look at vitamins for her eyes that have been served for too long just a view Pram a.

“No! You're not going anywhere,” Pram said not allowing Kailla to leave. He doesn't know how his wife is doing out there, when she's not with him.

However, Pram has not yet finished stating the reason, Kailla has already walked towards the suitcase and pulled out her clothes.

“Do not get tempted, yes! I can no longer afford to serve you this morning,” said Kaila nosy, pointing her index finger at her husband.

Nimbly he had removed the bathrobe and replaced it with casual clothes, making Pram's eyes round. Almost all of Kailla's body turned red because of her actions. He smiled, looking at the masterpiece that had been created with love for the wife.

However, the smile on Pram's face was gone, as Kailla was done getting dressed and walking towards her dressing table. Deftly, his wife closed the reddish mark on his neck with a sweep of the foundation mixed with powder. In an instant the ownership mark he made disappeared from sight.

“What are you wearing, Kai? Release!” pram protested when he saw his wife who was neat, only wearing super shorts with a thin white shirt top. Kaila was ready to leave her naked waiting for Bayu to deliver her clothes.

“This makes a walk to the beach, dear. I knew you wouldn't let me wear a bikini. So I hid it behind all this,” Kailla said casually.

“Kancing his shirt all the way to the top!” pram's orders, when he saw Kailla fishing from her boss, showed off her bare shoulders in black bra straps.

“No! It's fashion, honey,” reject Kailla, make Pram's head get dizzy.

“I'm going yes, dear. Take care of our room, yeah. I must be back. I promise you tonight you can have me as much. But this time ... I want to go for a walk with Sam alone,” by Kailla, kiss Pram's lips at a glance.

“Kai, where are you going? Tell me, I promise not to ban you,” asked Pram, holding his wife's hand.

“Eye wash, dear,” replied Kailla winked her eyes while removing the winding towel on Pram's waist.

“Kai ..." call Pram, accidentally take off his hand because of the action of Kailla who took off the towel on his waist.

Uncompleted Pram commented, Kailla had already grabbed the glasses while running out of the room looking for Sam the assistant. Without saying goodbye, without even looking back at her husband who kept calling her name.

“Kailla, where are you going, honey?” pram asked half-screaming, as he could not stop his mischievous wife's steps. No more answers from his wife. Pram left Kailla when again unfortunately.

“Br*ngsek!! Long ago,” grumbled Pram, who could do nothing to stop Kailla. All he can do now is wait for Bayu to bring her clothes and catch up with Kailla.

Before long Bayu also came to see Pram, carrying a grocery bag containing clothes. Pram immediately snatched the grocery bag, in a hurry he put it on.

“Bay, where's Sam?” ask Pram.

“Tadi said he wanted to accompany Non Kailla to the beach around the hotel.

“Cute me!” pram's orders, while grabbing the phone on the nightstand.

Pram attempted to contact Kailla, but none of his calls were received by his wife.

“Br*ngsek! Where Sam took my wife!” pram grumbled, while circulating his gaze.

There were many beautiful girls and handsome men of various looks and colors wandering around them.

Seeing that scene, Pram's heart was getting rattled.

“To be honest, my wife ran away from me and chose to go alone with Sam. Something must be wrong,” continued Pram again.

“Contact Sam, request location share!” pram's orders, without looking towards Bayu who tailed behind.

Before long, Sam replies and sends the location where he and Kailla are now.

“This, Boss!” sahut Bayu, thrust his phone at Pram.

“Antar I'm there!” decah Pram's.

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Kailla and Sam were standing by the beach staring at the beautiful girls and handsome men passing by in front of them.

“Sam, that guy is handsome once.” Kailla said while biting her fingernails for being too happy. Sam asked him to wash his eyes, seeing many handsome and dashing men with various looks.

“Which one, Non?” sam asked, spreading his gaze. He was worried that Pram was catching up with them. Just now he sent their location to Bayu.

“Abiasa, Non!” answer Sam. Sam's eyes are inversely proportional to Kailla's. He was busy staring at the beautiful girls in skimpy clothes who were wandering in front of their eyes. Not even a few who just wear a bikini, make Sam drool dripping.

“The usual. That's handsome, Sam!” grouse Kailla. He was cupping his face with both hands. Staring at the Asian-faced man who had been teasing his heart ever since.

“Ma ..sih more tam .. pan Pak Pram,” said Sam with doubt, when he saw Pram suddenly stood beside him. Right behind Kailla while asking Sam to keep his mouth shut.

“What the heck, Sam!” grouse Kailla.

“Don't mention my husband's name here, my mood is shattered instantly!” kailla continued again.

“Yes God, Sam is really handsome! Hugged must be soft, Sam,” Kailla said while chuckling. He has been struggling since he saw a man whose good looks are above average, equivalent to his idol Korean actor.

“Non, Mr. Pram Sam could not continue his words, Pram was already glaring and pushing him to stand next to Kailla.

Since then, Pram has asked Sam to be quiet, no need to make a sound. He wanted to hear what his wife was discussing with Sam, when he was not around.

“Ouch! Don't discuss the old man here!” kailla's nagging looked at Sam who was currently standing beside her.

“I don't want to remember it first. My eyes need enlightenment now, Sam,” Kailla explained.

He accidentally runs away from Pram to be able to enjoy all this, but instead Sam reminds him of the husband constantly.

“Which is Non handsome you mean?” pram asked suddenly, already wrapped around Kailla's waist tightly from behind.

“Hah..!” Kailla's mouth immediately gaped, speechless. He was surprised, turned around and looked at Pram who was waiting for his answer.

“Your history is Kai!” inner Kailla.

“My most handsome husband,” said Kailla switched the conversation. Trying to give the most beautiful smile for the husband so as not to scold him.

“Really? This old man is more handsome?” pram asked, quipping his wife.

“Yes, Honey,” says Kailla, frowning.

Kailla looked down, stealing a glance at Sam who was standing beside her.

“Sam .. please me,” Kailla said without a sound. Just move his lips.

Sam shrugged both of his shoulders shaking a sign he could do nothing.

“Sam, please leave us. I have to teach this brat a lesson!” pram's orders, patting his wife's head.

“So you ran away from me to see other men. Naughty!” pram grumbled, when Sam had left them.

Pram was tidying up Kailla's sagging shirt, not letting his wife's smooth shoulders be exposed.

“I actually don't want to see it either, honey. But visible to my eyes. I can what,” sahut Kailla doubt.

“But still you are the best,” continued Kailla, carrying Pram's hand infiltrated into his shirt. Let Pram touch his queen's stomach. Remind her husband not to scold her, because there was a baby growing there.

“Licik you, dear,” grumbled Pram, pecking Kailla's shoulder. His hand had already crept up, rubbing his favorite mound.

“Honey, not here,” protest Kailla. After feeling the ignorance of Pram's hand that has squeezed something behind his shirt.

“You invited my hand in. Why is it a protest now?” said Pram, smiling nosily.

“Sayang .. tomorrow I have to go to the hospital. I'll do a blood test,” Pram's story, lying. Just now the person told me that Ibu Citra was willing to do a DNA test even though she was a little disappointed by Pram's attitude of disbelief and respect.

Since returning from the house of Ibu Citra, not once did Pram contact. Even to ask to do a DNA test, Pram had Kinar and his man who took care of everything.

“Why, Dear?” ask Kailla wonder.

“My head is dizzy and I went to the hospital yesterday. The doctor asked me to do a blood test to ascertain what disease attacked me,” Pram replied lying.

Based on the information from the man, DNA testing may not be by taking a blood sample, but for better and faster results it is recommended to use blood.

“I can come with you?” ask Kailla suddenly.

“Bby. I will also not let you roam again without my supervision,” Pram said insinuating his wife.

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Next on :

Pram was surprised when in the hospital lobby, from the direction of the entrance looked Ibu Citra and Kinar who were walking in.

“Not that I ask for a schedule so as not to meet him in the hospital,” Pram said in his heart.

Pram looked at Kailla who was standing next to him. He did not want Ms. Citra to meet his wife.

To be continue.