The Little Wife of the President

Chapter 58: Now You are my wife!

“Open! It's something you want most. That was the answer to all your prayers during this time.”

It looks like Pram is walking towards his closet, opening his suit and replacing it with casual clothes. Then approached Kailla who was still sitting staring at the box without opening it at all.

“Why?” ask Pram.

Kailla shook her head and chose to remove her crown that was still wedged in her hair.

“Om can help?” his question to Pram showed a crown that still did not want to be separated from his hair. Pram immediately stood up, helping to remove the remaining clasps in Kailla's hair.

“This how to open it?” Pram was a little confused, after all the clasps had been removed from Kailla's hair, but the crown still did not want to be released.

“Aduh Om, don't pull!” kailla shouted holding her head.

“Sorry Kai in a moment, I'm trying,” Pram said. His sight did not at all switch from his wife's hair. Finally with a little patience, the crown was released.

“Finally!” Pram can breathe a sigh of relief, he still had time to release the last clasp that made Kailla's long hair unravel perfectly.

“I want to take a shower first, Om.” Kailla immediately stood up and lifted her dress walking towards the bathroom. But that calmness did not last long, Kailla was already out again looking for Pram with a dress that was half open at the top. It looks like Kailla is holding her dress so as not to sag.

Seeing Pram sitting on the sofa staring at the perfectly open laptop in front of him, Kailla immediately smiled.

“Om please bukain. The short circuit is already partially open but seems to be stuck.” Kailla sat down next to Pram, pulling her long hair and thrusting her partially opened smooth back.

Pram was surprised to see Kailla's half-cluttered clothes, unable to do anything about it. “Dave turn off now, we continue later!” pram's orders to David.

Kailla was no less surprised when she heard Pram's words, her eyes glaring at David who was laughing giggling from the screen of Pram's laptop.

“Haha.. come here!” Pram grabs Kailla's body and carries her into his arms. He was sure that at this moment Kailla's cheeks were blushing, enduring the embarrassment. Kailla could only dip her face into the chest of Pram's field while still holding her dress so as not to sag.

“I'm sorry, Kai. There was a little need with David, so I was forced to bring my work into the room.” said Pram. His hand was trying to pull out the remaining zipper in his wife's dress.

Sretta!! The short circuit was open up to Kailla's waist.

“Already!” pram said still not taking off his embrace. His hands have not stopped. He's still trying to pull off the bra hook on Kailla's back.

“This is also already! hehe,” said Pram chuckled, as soon as the kailla bra link was also released, featuring his wife's perfectly open smooth white back.

“Still need what more help?” pram whispers teasing in Kailla's ears. Pram's right hand was busy stroking Kailla's smooth back and her left hand was holding her back to keep her body in her arms.

“Ti—no! I want to take a shower now,” Kailla replied stammeringly.

“This dress.. need help? I will help you release it willingly,” asked Pram already preparing to pull down the dress that Kailla was wearing.

“Hah!” Kailla was surprised, as she looked up at Pram who was chuckling at her. Rush Kailla breaks away from Pram's embrace, running at full speed towards the bathroom.

“Huh!! Almost, a little late I will be the meal again.” murmured Kailla once it has entered the bathroom and made sure the door is locked.

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After getting dressed, Kailla approached Pram who was still sitting on the sofa, holding the box she had given her.

“You really don't want to see your gift?” ask Pram again. Kailla. Actually, in a small heart he really wanted to see it, but he was already disappointed with Pram who had been hiding it. Before this, he thought that daddy and Pram did not have a photo of his mother, it turns out that he was wrong. Pram did it on purpose.

“Come! You mad at me?” ask Pram. He had to pull Kailla to sit next to him.

“Listen Kai, I did keep it all this time. But not because I don't want to give it to you. But...”

“I'm sorry. You can keep it now, it's yours.” persuade Pram to try to hug his little wife

Kailla still fell silent occasionally sobbing in Pram's arms.

“That's what's left and I can save. If daddy finds out, I don't know what he'll do to me.” Pram explained. He helped Kailla open the contents of the box.

Kailla's eyes widened to see pieces of old newspaper whose edges had turned yellow. Some of his writing has already begun to fade. There is a photo of a small woman with no color that is not too clear there, next to it looks a photo of a car that is shapelessly destroyed.

His hands shook violently touching the photo of the woman.

“She's my mama?” tanyanya looked at Pram. Pram just nodded and hugged Kailla tightly.

“I'm sorry, I've been hiding it from you all along. I also have no choice,” Pram said. “She is as beautiful as you,” Pram continued again.

“I miss him. I used every means I could to see it, but no one would listen to me. The only thing I can do is make peace with the circumstances.” Kailla sniffles.

“Cry, I have prepared my shoulders this far away just for today,” said Pram.

Kaila was crying so hard in her husband's arms. The longing and helplessness that had been stored in his heart paid off already. He remembered how in each of his prayers, asking to see the face of the woman who gave birth to him into the world. He just wanted to see, because he knew, he was born with a destiny of not being able to have and embrace the woman he called mama.

“I'm sorry, daddy burned all the photos of mama, even silenced the media at the time. Until now there will never be another trace of mama. No need to bother looking for it. Information about mama will not be found.” explained Pram.

“Why daddy spare that on mama?” kailla asked, looking at Pram, not believing his daddy could do all that.

“Do not hate daddy, there are many hearts that daddy must take care of including you, Kai.”

“Then why now Om gave it to me?” kailla asked confusedly.

Pram cupped Kailla's face, wiping away the tears that kept flowing down both of her cheeks.

“Because now you're my wife, you're mine. It doesn't belong to Riadi Dirgantara anymore. I'm entitled to you completely, so I can do whatever I think is right without thinking of anyone else again including daddy.”

“So if Om doesn't marry me, Om will keep this forever?” kailla asked, looking at Pram.

Pram nodded, “Maybe!”

Kaila hits Pram's field chest, then tightly hugs the man who is now her husband. Unexpectedly he kissed Pram's lips at a glance. “I love you, Om.”

Pram who was surprised by what Kailla did could only smile and touch her lips.

“I love you,” said Pram touched Kailla's face and carried the girl in his arms. Pat Kailla's back gently.

“From now on don't cry anymore, I'll be a failed husband if you keep crying like this.” Pram tightened his arms and kissed his wife's forehead.

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