The Little Wife of the President

Chapters 20. Marry a Pram

“Kai, if you love Daddy, please me ...." Riadi has not finished his sentence.

“Sorry, Dad. I'm late.” There was a heavy sound from the direction of the open workspace door.

Kaila and Riadi's eyes turned toward the owner of the voice. Pram was still in his office suit, walking in uninvited and sitting right next to Kailla.

“Since when did Om join in calling Daddy?” kailla asked a sharp look while tilting her face, looking at Pram closer.

“Starting today, Kai,” replied Pram smiled flirtatiously, slightly teasing the future wife who had been staring at him without blinking.

Suddenly Kailla hit hard Pram's arm sitting next to her.” I'm serious, Om.”

“Okay, Kai! Not yet started, you have done the KDRT experiment,” Pram said while rubbing his beaten arm. Actually Kailla's punch doesn't hurt much, but Pram likes Kailla's adorable upset face.

Deg-

Kailla recalled Daddy's words before Pram came in. What do you think this has to do with Pram calling Daddy the same as he did.

“Ya, this must be what Daddy wants to say since earlier.”

Kailla immediately got up from her seat and hugged the daddy who had just sat down with his lips clenched, watching her and Pram.

“Dad, I know now. Daddy actually wants to convey this, right? I don't mind. So Daddy doesn't have to worry. Why should I be nervous like this" whispered Kailla in Mr. Riadi's ear but still could be heard by Pram.

Mr. Riadi and Pram suddenly looked at Kailla's face to see the seriousness of the girl's speech with beautiful hair. Kailla who was stared at in such a way by the two people before her became confused herself. His clear netra looked at the two men in front of him in turn.

“Why?” kailla asked raise her chin.

“You seriously don't mind, Kai?” ask Mr. Riadi, make sure. He wondered how his daughter agreed, but Kailla herself did not know exactly what she was going to talk about.

“I know, this must have something to do with Om calling Daddy the same as me, right?” ask Kailla, make sure.

Kailla's red lips unraveled a knotty smile, teasing Riadi. Inwardly, Kailla was waiting for the praise of her cleverness for being able to guess the path of the minds of the two adults before her.

“Ehem .. I don't mind having to share a place with Om. After all, Om's been helping us and the company a lot, Dad. It doesn't matter to me if Daddy wants to share some of what's rightfully mine with Om. Having an older brother as handsome as Om, I think cool too.” Kailla approached and hugged the daddy's arm tightly. It seemed that he was resting his head spoiled on Riadi's shoulders.

“Haha." Pram chuckled at Kailla's words. While Mr. Riadi was just silent, unable to speak while massaging his forehead, looking at Kailla. It is certain that his daughter has caught the wrong direction of their conversation since then.

“Daddy doesn't give you a sister, it gives you a husband, Kai.” Mr. Riadi said softly while looking down, not daring to see Kailla's reaction

Deg-

Silent moment. No one dared to make a sound. Kailla released a hug on Riadi's arm, staring at Pram and his daddy alternately. Riadi still remained down, linking his fingers on the workbench. While Pram remained calm looking at Kailla with his sweetest smile.

“Daddy ... Serious?” kaila asked breaking the silence in the room. His index finger pointed at Pram and himself alternately. His eyebrows were raised to make sure his hearing was not wrong.

Mr. Riadi took a deep breath before standing up and walking towards his daughter. The body of Kailla and held her tightly. It took her some time to explain so that Kailla could accept all of this. He knew it wasn't easy for Kailla, because it wasn't easy for him either. Married a twenty-year-old daughter to a man twice as old.

“Yes, Kai. Daddy's serious. If you love Daddy, marry Pram. Daddy'll calm down if you and Pram are together. You know ... Daddy is old and can not take care of the company anymore,” explained Mr. Riadi while stroking his daughter's hair.

“Pram, can leave us both,” pinta Pak Riadi.

Mr. Riadi took Kailla to sit by his side, his hands cupped Kailla's face and forced the princess to look at him.

“Listen, Kai. Daddy only has you. For the rest of this age, Daddy just wanted to make sure that this beautiful princess really left it to the right person. A man who can take responsibility and guarantee your happiness. You want to see Daddy happy, right?”

Kailla could only nod. His eyes condensed, staring at Riadi's wrinkled face. He noticed Riadi's sad and wounded hue, before finally the old body was hugged tightly.

“I don't want anything, Dad. I just want to live alone with Daddy .. like this. I don't want to marry anyone,” Kailla said, beating up.

“Listen, Kai. You should get married. What we have been living all this time is not the family we should be. Daddy doesn't remarry just to make sure you get the full affection of Daddy. But, it should be that the family is not like we live today,” explained Riadi slowly rubbed the tear that fell on his daughter's cheek.

“I don't want to, Dad," whining Kailla still trying to resist. “I don't want to marry Om!” he continued to assert.

“Kai, you still have to get married. Daddy's old, not strong enough to take care of you anymore. Daddy can't leave you and your company to anyone else, other than Pram. If you're married to Pram, Daddy can relax and enjoy Daddy.”'s old age

Silent.

Kailla stared at Daddy's sad face expectantly at her. Kailla looked to breathe. Honestly, he has not been able to accept Riadi's decision.

“But why should Om? No other options, huh?” Kailla asked slowly. Though his daddy had already explained the reason why he had to marry Pram, but his little heart still could not accept all this.

“Kai ... Daddy please.”

Kailla jerks. Daddy's pleading face hit his self-defense.

“If ... I .. marry Om, will Daddy be happy?” ask Kailla to make sure. Mr. Riadi smiled and nodded. His eyes glazed over his daughter. He knew that Kailla's defense was about to collapse. He knows his daughter well.

Kailla infiltrated Riadi's arms, tightly hugging her daddy's body and saying, “If Daddy is happy, I agree to marry Om.” Kailla's tears flowed profusely after saying her approval sentence. His soul was empty for a moment, his body was squeezing. He could not imagine how his life would be.

Mr. Riadi simply replied with a nod without a sound. At the time, Kailla knew that Daddy really wanted her to marry Pram.

“Daddy wants you to be happy, Kai. Your happiness is in Pram's hands. Marry her, build a family with her. Both of you are born into imperfect families, fight with them to build the perfect family for your children. Daddy loves you, Kai,”, said Mr. Riadi while peeping Kailla's forehead.

Kailla could only cry accepting her daddy's request. He loves Daddy very much. Whatever it is, he will definitely grant it. He wants Daddy to be happy.

***

Kailla stood in front of the window, staring at the sight of koi fish fighting over food. The window was wide open, making white curtains hanging beautifully in the room was waving beautifully. Kailla let out a long sigh, enjoying every gust of wind that hit her face. It feels so calming.

I don't know how long he's been standing there, enjoying the twilight breeze of the twilight. Blowing acacia shoots in the backyard. He only regained consciousness from his daydream, when he felt two hands infiltrate past his slender waist. Then lock his body possessively.

“Why stand here?”

***

Thank ye.

Love you all.