The Little Wife of the President

Chapter 89: Surprise in the Morning

After half an hour of flipping his body on the bed, Pram still could not close his eyes. From earlier his hand always accidentally nudged his wife's almost innocent body. His mind was no longer controlled. The touch of skin made his brain look everywhere.

“Kai...,” call it soft. His naughty hands were already squeezing something under the blanket. Wish the owner would wake up and give him warmth.

“Sayang...” Pram whispered in Kailla's ear, as usual Kailla would lurch when her breath blew there.

“Ah... Om,” sighs Kailla with a hoarse voice. He opened his eyes at a glance, staring at Pram who was currently already at the top, controlling his body.

“Kai.. “ call Pram soft, his right hand hit the rough blanket that covers Kailla's body, the other hand has slipped into the bra, squeezing something that made him almost crazy from earlier.

“Hmmmm,” Kailla just muttered, start enjoying Pram's naughty hands.

“This is very disturbing, dear. How to open it?” tanya Pram pulls Kailla's bra, so the contents inside pop out.

“Hmmm...” Just this is the answer that came out of Kailla's lips.

“Come on, how is this? I'll ruin it now,” Pram said. Hearing Pram's words, Kaila's consciousness regrouped. He immediately got up to sit down and looked at the confused Pram.

“Why Om?” ask kailla spoiled.

“This how to open it?” Pram pointed at the already messy bra out of place anymore. Immediately Kailla opened the hook in front of her chest, in an instant the bra was released. Pram glared, realizing how stupid he was that couldn't solve the problem that easily. Irritatedly he pulled and threw it to the floor without feeling.

“Om...” protests Kailla when Pram directly attacks her mercilessly. Nothing was missed by Pram's hands and lips.

“I would be crazy right now if I had to put it off again, Kai,” whispered a smile. He has to finish it anyway. That way he can sleep peacefully. The beautiful union ended after Pram saw Kailla's exhausted face.

“Darling, why can't your suitcase be opened?” pram asked Kailla who was still wrapped around the blanket with her innocent body. Pram had just put his clothes back on, but when he was about to open Kailla's suitcase somehow every time he entered the code was always unsuccessful.

“Hah? Did I forget my code Om?” kaila asked, still closing her eyes.

“Ya already, let Bayu take care of it tomorrow,” said Pram. It was seen that he reopened his suitcase, picking up the white shirt that was on the top pile.

“Honey, you just wear my shirt yes.” bargain Pram, put his shirt on the blanket.

“Hmm... “ Kailla just muttered. She was too tired to support her husband at this time.

“Kai.., tomorrow there will be several division heads and my assistants who will be meeting here,” Pram story after he follows lying on his wife's side.

“Hmmm.”

“Honey, you still listening to me?” ask Pram again while tidying up the child's hair that partially covers Kailla's face.

“He sleeps again,” said Pram smilingly looking at Kailla who had closed her eyes.

The cup! A kiss landed on Kailla's forehead. “Thank you, I love you Kai,” whispered Pram. His wife was no longer able to communicate.

***

That morning Pram accidentally woke up early and let Kailla still enjoy her sleep. He knew his wife was exhausted. They had just traveled a long distance, spending dozens of hours in the air. Not to mention, yesterday they had time to tour in several places in the City of Vienna.

Today he asked some division heads and Pieter, his assistant to come to the apartment and have a meeting here. She has not been able to leave Kailla alone in the apartment despite Bayu and Ida accompanying her.

At exactly 09:00 am Vienna time, Pieter and several division heads arrived at Pram's residence.

“Pram! How are you?” Pieter immediately hugged and patted Pram on the back while smiling broadly. Pieter is one of Pram's college friends in London, just like Winny and her husband. Several division heads and Mitha trailed behind Pieter.

“Good Pieter! Thanks for helping out so much. If you are not there, I cannot open a branch here,” said Pram.

(It's Visual Pieter yes, Pram's age. Still single, playboy again. Pieter lived in Austria as well as Winny and her husband. The visual will be Winny )

It seems that Pieter introduced one by one the Division Heads, who will later work for Pram here. While Pieter will be Pram's assistant during Pram in Austria. But after Pram returned to Indonesia, Pieter who would replace Pram led the RD Group's office in Vienna.

Mitha who was only a translator was not too much involved in the meeting this time. He will only help Pram connect with clients or staff who only master German and are not fluent in English.

“How is Pram?” pieter asked after several division heads gave reports directly.

“All in all I have no problem.” replied Pram sipping black coffee served Bu Ida.

Mitha who sat right on the left side of Pram still spread charm, trying to attract the attention of the President. Several times it was seen he deliberately nudged Pram's hand which was placed on the table. Pram who had smelled a bad taste from the interpreter girl, did not respond at all.

“Pieter, I need two cars with driver,” pinta Pram directly signed by Pieter.

“There again?” ask Pieter later.

“I need two more phones with numbers here. To my wife and her assistant,” continued Pram.

“Ready!” Pieter answered briefly, smiling ignorantly at Pram this time.

“Come stories about your life Pram. We haven't seen each other in a long time,” pinta Pieter.

“Nothing special!” Pram answered briefly. “You're still alone?” ask Pram chuckles.

“Not met that could thrill my heart! If I meet, I will chase to the end of the world,” said Pieter blinked his eyes.

“Si Mitha your wife's story earlier,” whispered Pieter quietly in Pram's ear.

“Heheh.” Pram just chuckled, there was no answer of any kind from his lips. Pram never wants to discuss his life including his wife with anyone.

***

Kailla opened her eyes when the sun had already penetrated in from the white curtains of her room. At first he was confused, staring at a different room than usual. The room he was in was smaller now. But as soon as his memory was gathered perfectly, he immediately grabbed the white Pram shirt lying on the blanket. Wearing it origin and running towards the window.

As soon as the curtains were perfect, there was a view of Vienna this morning. Honestly, even though he was born into a family, this was his first trip. Daddy's too busy working, doesn't have time for him. Let alone a walk out of the country or out of town, to just go to the mall or eat outside he never did it alone with daddy.

If he used to whine, Pram was the one who would take him for a walk just buying ice cream or his favorite lollipop candy. His life is very ordinary, nothing special. From school back home. That's all every day. He doesn't have many friends. Accompanying him were only the assistants at home and Pram.

Her happiness used to be when daddy was off work. All day she would stick with daddy at home. From waking up to sleeping at night. But after going to college, his life started to get a little colorful. He was able to go home late even though Pram was still sent after. You can steal time shopping at the mall or go watch with Dion, Rika and Dona.

“Beauty!” kailla said with a smile. It was seen that he sighed many times, enjoying the view of the streets that began to be crowded with pedestrians under his apartment.

After enjoying the view from her window, she chose to leave the room. His stomach was starting to feel hungry, besides that he also missed the presence of Pram. Slowly he exited the room, peeking at the atmosphere in front of his still unfamiliar room. Lonely! With his bare feet, he crept out. Looking around, he was stunned to see the fireplace in the living room

“Ah.. I want to see snow!” he said slowly while smiling.

From the living room he went straight to the kitchen which was fused with the living room. It looks like Ida is still wearing her apron is heating water on the stove.

“For Mom Ida,” greet Kailla with a smile.

“Pages..Non,” replied Ms. Ida surprised. As soon as Ida turned her body around, she was shocked to see the appearance of her master. Kailla only wears a shirt with no interior, no footwear. Pram's oversized white shirt was over knee length. Not to mention the top that is not perfectly buttoned shows the neck and cleavage full of kiss marks. Some start turning blue, some are still blushing. As he walked, the subordinate of the shirt would wave around flaunting his smooth white thighs.

“Bu Ida cook what?” ask Kailla. His agile fingers picked up the sandwich pieces on the plate, the rest of the snack that had been served for meetings.

“Mother cooking potluck Non. I was confused what to cook. The ingredients in the refrigerator are many that I have never seen,” explained Ms. Ida.

Kailla spread her eyes around. “Woodle where?” ask Kailla again.

“For Non Kailla suitcase outside,” Bu Ida replied briefly.

“Om... uh. I mean my husband where?” ask Kailla. For some reason since Pram nagged him yesterday, he became hesitant to call Pram “Om” as usual in front of others.

“Pak Pram in the workspace,” said Bu Ida while pointing to one of the rooms whose doors were tightly closed.

“Oh.!” Kailla only answered briefly, while picking up another piece of sandwich she walked towards the room that Ida was referring to. Ms. Ida, who was still busy cooking, did not realize that Kailla was heading to the Pram workspace that was currently being used for meetings.

Brakk!

“Om.!” call Kailla when she pushes the door to Pram's office. Instantly he was speechless. He was just stunned staring at the people inside the workspace who were currently also shocked to see his sudden presence.

***

About the playboy Pieter and Mitha how his reaction saw Kailla🤣🤣🤣

Diomelin Pram not this time..😜😜😜