The Little Wife of the President

Chapter 94: Photo Arsonist of OSIS Chairman

Soon Kailla ran and hugged Pram. “Thank you Darling,” says Kailla kissed Pram's left cheek.

“Why did you look so sweet this morning, Kai?” ask Pram. Both of his hands were holding Kailla's waist down to stay close to him.

“So I have to get angry?” Kailla asked back, still staring at her husband's bead eyes while pouting.

“Hehehe..., I'm starting to miss your mischief, Kai.” Pram kissed Kailla's lips at a glance.

“Then send Sam here, I need a partner to make a mess again. Hehe..,” Kailla chuckles.

“Not now, Darling.” Pram answered briefly with a smile, showing off his neatly arranged row of white teeth.

“Om.. ups!” Kaila immediately covered her mouth with both of her hands. “Honey.. hehe,” says Kailla.

“Hmm... What's up?” ask soft pram. Now his hands were wrapped around his waist, locking behind Kailla's back.

“I miss daddy,” Kailla looks sad. There was a sparkle crystallizing in both of his eyes.

“I miss him too, you want to contact him?” Pram tightened the winding on his wife's waist. He was already preparing to reach for his new phone on a nightstand not too far from where they were standing.

Kailla. He was unwilling to cry when he saw his daddy, so he was currently gathering his strength. She will contact the daddy nurse when she is strong enough not to cry in front of her daddy. He didn't want to see the sad daddy anymore because he was crying.

“Kai..,” call Pram. This time he looked seriously at Kailla. Like there was something he wanted to say, but it was hard to get out of his mouth.

“Hmmmm,” murmured Kailla.

“If daddy asks for something from you, would you grant it?” Pram was a little hesitant, but inevitably he had to say it. Questions that he had long wanted to ask, but all this time he was trying to wait for Kailla's readiness.

“What does daddy want?” ask Kailla

“Daddy really wants.... “ Pram looks sigh. He said it hard.

Besides because he knew Kailla was not ready, and did not want it. He also does not want to be considered selfish, because it demands Kailla get pregnant as soon as possible. But he knows, daddy really wants a grandchild. And daddy's condition now, don't know how to last until when.

Pram hopes that with Kailla's pregnancy, it can be an encouragement for daddy. And even if it had no effect, at least he and Kailla still had time to grant her daddy's last request.

“Daddy wants what from me?” Kailla asked again. He was confused as to why Pram would not say it.

“If daddy wants grandson, can you grant him?” pram asked a little doubtfully. He was unable to stare at Kailla's face at this moment. Pram chose to throw his gaze towards the window. Look at the apartment building across the street.

Hening—

There are no answers or questions from Kailla. The silence still persisted, until Pram ventured to look at the female expression before him.

Kailla was looking down, there were drops of clear water falling from her beautiful eyes. Pram hugged Kailla, calming his grieving wife.

“I won't ask again. I'm sorry, Kai. Forget I ever asked her and forget you ever heard of her. Assume my question was never there.” Pram immediately wiped away the tears that had fallen in both of his wife's eyes.

“A... what.. if I ha..pregnant, daddy will be happy?” ask Kailla while sobbing.

“The same question again!”

Instead of Pram not knowing, just before Kailla agreed to marry him, his wife asked the same question before her in-laws. And now he hears it himself. Kaila wants to marry him just because of his daddy, nothing more. And even now that Kailla is willing to conceive her child, it's still for the same reason. If not for racing with time, Pram prefers to postpone it. Waiting until Kailla really wants it, not the way it is now.

“I can't answer that, Kai. You yourself know the answer,” said Pram.

“Already.. let's prepare. It's my first day at the office. I don't want to be late,” Pram said again.

Kaila nodded, rushing him towards the bathroom. He doesn't want to because Pram nags and is late.

simple things. His tongue has already been smoothly calling Pram with the name Om.

“Honey... What should I wear?” kailla asked Pram who was wearing his suit.

“Hmmmm... You don't bring a lot of your clothes?” Pram asked while unpacking the contents of Kailla's suitcase.

Kailla.

“Later I ask the office person to accompany you shopping. While using the existing Kai,” suhut Pram.

Kailla thought she wasn't going anywhere, so she just brought a few pieces of clothes out. The contents of the suitcase are dominated by clothes for everyday at home.

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The car that Pram and Kailla boarded went into the courtyard of a 5-storey office building. The building is not very tall but quite large. At the top of the building is the KRD logo. Kailla stared at the building from the car window, she was a little surprised by the logo of the RD Group company which was a little different from the one in Indonesia.

Kaila looked at Pram sitting beside her, looking for an answer from her confusion.

“Why Dear?” ask Pram smile. He knew Kailla was astonished to see the logo on the top of the building. Kaila's head looked up with two wavy eyebrows.

“Why is the logo different from in Indonesia?” ask Kailla plain.

“Because it's abroad. And for all branch offices abroad later I will use the logo KRD,” explained Pram.

“For those outside Indo, this is the first branch office right?” ask Kailla again. Pram nodded.

Soon their car stopped in the office lobby. Pieter, Mitha and some of the staff greeted them at the entrance. Pram went down first, seen him buttoning his suit back shortly after standing outside the car. Immediately poked at her hand to help Kailla get down, and followed her in.

“Come..” Invite Pram when you see a hesitant Kailla. He knew that his wife was being overwhelmed with shame because she was still thinking about yesterday's events.

“I'm in the car only Om..eh Darling,” reject Kailla. Pram chuckles at Kailla's struggle, his wife's tongue always slips every time she calls him.

“Come, it's okay Kai. If you are not sure, I will always hold your hand,” Pram persuaded. “I won't let go, I promise,” Pram continued again.

Finally, Kailla was forced to get out of the car while holding Pram's hand tightly. His face lowered, not daring to look at the people who were welcoming them at the entrance. Kailla tries to hide herself behind Pram's back.

“Presdir,” greet Pieter followed by Mitha and other staff.

“Ee... .” Pieter was a little hesitant to say hello to Kailla, as Pram had not officially introduced her yesterday.

“Include, my wife Kailla.. Rialis..Dirgantara,” said Pram staring cynically at Mitha. He deliberately mentioned his wife's long name and gave a pause when saying it. Just to give Mitha and Pieter's brains a chance to think.

Mitha immediately covered her mouth with both hands. While Pieter looked at Kailla while glaring.

“Istri Pram turned out to be the daughter of the owner of RD Group. This crazy!” pieter said in his heart.

Pram felt that it was enough for these two people to humiliate his wife, even if only in their minds. How dare Pieter compare his wife to a cheap woman whose photos adorn the gallery of his best friend's cell phone.

He himself took care of his wife from childhood, making sure no man dared to touch and approach Kailla. If you remember how panicked and upset she used to be, when Kailla first knew love, she would smile to herself. If Kailla finds out, all of Kailla's love letters suddenly disappear from the storage box because of her actions, she believes Kailla must be nagging her again. Especially if Kailla knows, he was the perpetrator who burned the photo of the head of OSIS at Kailla Junior High School first, finished his history.

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