The Little Wife of the President

Chapter 35: I Prohibit You from Using It

“Kai..... Kai, open the door,” call Pram.

Chequek!

Kaila with her eyes and pillow face, complete with slightly disheveled hair, appeared behind the door. With his feet, Pram pushed the door open wider and brought in a tray of food held with both hands. Pram puts the tray on the nightstand, next to Kailla's bed.

“Eat. You haven't eaten since lunch,” said Pram to Kailla who followed him from behind. It looks like Pram walked to the sofa in Kailla's room and then sat staring at the owner of the room who was still confused to welcome guests who entered without permission. He looked around Kailla's room painted in bone white. The room is not too spacious, equipped with a walk in closet and a bathroom. The most striking thing in Kailla's room is the large number of giant windows that dominate most of the walls covered in plain white curtains. Pram's eyes were fixed on the telescope that stood firmly in the corner of the room. This is the first time Pram has noticed the details of Kailla's bedroom.

“Why not eaten?” Pram asked.

“I'm still full, Om,” Kailla replied briefly. At first glance he glanced at the tray containing rice complete with side dishes while sitting on his bed.

“Come on, crying also requires energy, eat right. You can cry after that. I'll be home after making sure you finish your meal.”

“Kai..” Pram is seen patting the sofa beside him, asking Kailla to sit by his side.

“We will get married soon and I want you to know everything I did without your knowledge,” she continued after Kailla moved to sit next to her.

Kailla was silent once in a while she glanced at Pram who was still staring at her unblinkingly.

“Come.”Pram carried the beautiful girl in his arms.

“How is it comfortable? Can you hear my heartbeat? I'm nervous now,” continued Pram chuckled while peeping Kailla's forehead that was in his arms.

Kailla's nodding,” Om, you won't nag me right?”

“Haha.... are you afraid? Don't be afraid of me, you'll soon be my wife. You can scold me or even pick me up if I do naughty.”

“Really?” As soon as Kailla's face turned cheerful, there was a nosy smile that Pram had already read.

“Dare to pick me up, prepare yourself to accept my attack, hehehe.” Pram said flicking Kailla's forehead.

Kailla grumbled, rubbing her slightly flushed forehead. Seeing Kailla's face, Pram's laughter broke. This was one of his current happiness, seeing the little girl's face in expressing her expression was always an interesting thing for Pram. Satisfied with teasing Kailla, Pram took something out of her pants pocket and handed it to Kailla.

“This is yours, save it but remember, I forbid you to wear it,” said Pram briefly staring at Kailla who was still busy figuring out the contents of the box Pram gave her.

“I met Dion earlier, after you left him,” Pram continued. Pram's sentence managed to make Kailla shocked, instantly she stared intently at Pram.

“Om following me! Then By the way is Dion the same?” Kailla's voice grew slightly as she learned that Pram was secretly meeting Dion.

“No, at first I just thanked him because he has helped and taken care of you so far. I also offered him a job. Too bad, talented young people just seem to be cafe.” workers Pram Obviously.

“Then..” Kailla asked again.

“He asked who I was? And I'll just tell you the truth. I'm your future husband. I was planning to return the necklace to her, but she refused.” Pram answered.

And just as Pram had expected, Kailla stood up straight away, her face looking annoyed stomping her feet against the floor.

“Come on, stop like a child, Kai,” persuade Pram while pulling Kailla's hand to take her sitting on her lap. Pram hugged her tightly, trying to hold the girl who was still in the arms.

“Kai listen!! No man will be fine seeing his future wife hugged another man.” Pram a little snapping.

It looks like Pram tightened his arms and kissed Kailla's cheek. Linking her fingers with Kailla's, trying to calm her down.

“Kai, listen. When you accept this marriage, there are limits that you must not pass, there is a heart that you must take care of. And that goes for me too, Kai. You should be able to take care of yourself, just like I always take care of myself for you.” Pram Obviously.

“Sorry.” Kailla whispered softly.

“Listen, I don't forbid you from making friends with him, even I don't mind you keeping a gift from him. But learn to understand your current position, learn to accept me in your heart. If you can't do it for me, please do it for Daddy. You can feel the hand that hugs you when, this hand will also fight to make you happy.”

“Sorry.” Kailla repeated her apology.

“You love him?” Ask Pram suddenly.

Kailla shook her head, “I don't know.”

“You like it?” Ask again.

“Maybe.” Answer Kailla briefly.

“Why does my heart hurt ya hear it,” Goda Pram holding his chest while smiling nosily.

“Sorry..” says Kailla again. Pram only meant to tease her.

“Apologies in the right way, Kai.” cut Pram while thrusting his cheek. Seeing Kailla still silent, Pram finally kissed Kailla's forehead.

“Alright, I have to go home first, before your room door is locked by Daddy from the outside. Hahaha.. ,” by Pram.

“Take your food, don't cry anymore. I love you.” he continued, peeking at the top of Kailla's head, then leaving Kailla who was still silent staring at the door.

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In apartment.

The traffic jammed streets made Pram have to arrive at the apartment a little longer than he should have. Once in the lobby, he was greeted with a friendly smile of security. When Pram had arrived at his unit, while entering his apartment door password, suddenly there was someone who hugged him from behind, the slender hand was beautifully coiled around Pram's waist and the person's body was clingy on his back. The aroma of the perfume is quite stinging, and Pram is very familiar with this aroma. The same smell, not changed at all.

“Your back is still as warm as ever, Rey. I miss you, miss you so much.” It seemed that the man was getting his embrace. Occasionally kiss the stocky back that is still wrapped in a gray shirt.

Pram froze instantly, he memorized the voice. A voice that used to always sound beautiful in his ears. The voice that used to fill his days. The voice of the one he loved so much.

“An...” whispered Pram drifting almost inaudibly clear.

“It turns out you still remember me clearly. Don't you miss me too, Rey? I still want you the same as I used to,” the ray again.

“An..” looks Pram let go of Anita's hand that hugged her and turned around to make sure.

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