The Little Wife of the President

Chapter 59: Tightness!

That morning Kailla woke up half-screaming to wake the sleeping Pram while hugging him tightly. After waking up, he hurriedly sat leaning his body on the head of the bed while stroking his chest repeatedly. Sweat was pouring down on his forehead. His lips were already comatose with his eyes closed, chanting various prayers that he remembered in his head.

“Gosh, I'm hopeless,” he said patting his chest gently. In his sleep he felt that there were hands holding him, pushing down his stomach so that it made him have difficulty breathing. His heart was still racing, thinking about how hard he had tried to wake up earlier.

Actually he was still sleepy, his head felt heavy. He was only able to sleep after 12:00. He had to stay up last night to make sure Pram was asleep. He did not dare to sleep first, he was afraid that Pram would devour him when he fell asleep.

“Why Kai?” pram asked suddenly when he had managed to collect his life that had flown because of Kailla.

“Hah! Aaaaaaaaah.” Kailla screamed back, her memories and life had not been completely gathered and now Pram suddenly appeared before her eyes.

“You why Kai?” ask Pram again. He still can't guess what happened to Kailla.

“Why is Om early in the morning already in my room? Daddy's fine, right?” kailla asked still a little dazed. He still thinks he's in his room right now.

“We're in Kai's apartment. Now this is our room.” Pram answered briefly. It looks like she's stroking Kailla's messy hair.

Kailla circulated her gaze around, her brain starting to walk back to its axis.

“Sorry, I forgot!”he said while looking at Pram who was looking at him full of love.

Pram glances at a glance at the digital clock above the nightstand. It's only 05:00 in the morning.

“Still get another hour's sleep, Darling.” Immediately Pram pulled Kailla back to lie down next to him. It did not take long Pram was asleep again while hugging Kailla, inversely proportional to Kailla who had been trying to close her eyes. But in vain, his eyes were already unwilling to be closed.

“I'd better get up, my stomach is hungry too.” Kailla said, slowly she moved the hand that was coiled in her stomach. He did not want to until Pram woke up because of his actions.

Once in the kitchen, Kailla immediately unpacked the contents of the refrigerator, looking for ingredients that can be used for cooking. This was the first time she cooked in Pram's apartment, usually whenever she was hungry there was Miss Ida preparing for her. He just sat down sweetly and before long the food was served.

But Miss Ida doesn't live here, she'll come in the morning and come home when all the work is done. So inevitably Kailla has to learn to take care of herself now.

Kailla was slicing a carrot into a match piece when two hands swerved unlicensed past her waist and ended up tightly locking her stomach.

“Morning Kai,” whispered Pram in Kailla's ear. Hoarseness accompanied by heavy breathing that blows the ears directly makes the smooth fur on the skin of Kailla bristles.

“Om!” pekik Kailla responds to Pram's sudden touch. Instantly the knife in his hand came off hitting the wooden cutting board below him. “You surprised me Om!”

Seeing the annoyed expression on Kailla's face, Pram just chuckled. His eyes turned to the table, there were some vegetables and eggs neatly arranged on the table.

“You cooked Kai?” tanya Pram kissed Kailla's cheeks at a glance.

“I'm starving Om.” Kailla said, clapping Pram's hand to release the entanglement in his stomach.

“Why not wake me up? I almost lost the opportunity to see the beautiful scenery this morning,” Goda Pram still reluctant to take off his arms.

“What the hell Om! If hugged like this, I can't cook?” Kailla nags like

ordinarily.

“OK.okay! The Welcome home Mrs. Reynaldi Printama.” Pram kissed his wife's cheek and chose to stand aside. Watching Kailla prepare breakfast for the two of them.

“Kai, I will withdraw all your credit cards,” Pram said when they were in the room to get ready for his daddy's house.

“Hah!” Kailla who had just come out of the bathroom with her hair still sprawled the towel immediately glared at Pram.

“Nih!” pram can be seen taking a card out of his wallet and handing it to Kailla who is sitting at the dressing table. Prepare to dry her hair with a hair dryer.

“From now on you will only use my credit card Kai,” he explained again.

“Unlimited right?” kailla asked looking at Pram from the reflection of the mirror in front of her.

Pram only replied with a nod. It looks like Pram is sitting on the couch waiting for his wife to get ready.

“Om, tomorrow I do not come to Bandung ya!” Kailla said without seeing Pram's reaction at all, she was still busy drying her hair.

“Why?” pram asked confusedly.

“Fear of tiredness, in a few days we will have to go to Austria,” said Kailla tried to give an excuse.

“We will go to Bandung with the office driver, Kai. I also don't drive myself.” Prams explained. Pram walked up to Kailla and hugged her from behind.

“You yes?” his whisper was spoiled in his wife's ears.

Kailla simply shirked fixed on her stance. Pram could only smile wryly at Kailla's reply. When Kailla said no, it would be hard to persuade her. She had hoped that Kailla would be willing to come with her. He had planned to introduce Kailla as his wife to Anita and her mother.

Next day.

In one of the hotels in Bandung, it looks crowded to be visited by invited guests. Most of the guests were from among the businessmen, but there were also some officials who were invited. Coincidentally it is the late husband of Anita, Elang Persada is one of the famous businessmen in his city. Since her husband died, her company and assets have fallen into Anita's hands. Even the house that is now occupied by Anita and her mother is her husband's heritage house.

Anita appeared to be greeting some guests accompanied by her mother who was sitting in a wheelchair. Today is the anniversary of PT Elang Persada.

Anita who had been waiting for Pram's arrival was seen looking back and forth towards the entrance. Actually he himself was not too sure Pram would be willing to come. Seeing her last encounter with Pram seemed unlikely, but she was still hopeful.

Anita immediately smiled happily as she saw the awaited figure walking into the building. Pram looks more handsome and dashing with his blue suit. Anita who was talking with one of her business partners immediately said goodbye to welcome Pram.

But...

His happiness instantly evaporated flying out of nowhere, as his steps drew closer to Pram.

“No! This is impossible, the plan that I have compiled, can be messy this way.” his inner.

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