The Little Wife of the President

Chapter 96: Pasta And Steak

Pram was watching Kailla's lips as Pieter knocked on her door. He chose to pay attention to his hearing, still not satisfied to enjoy the thin lips that always tease him at all times.

“Sa..yang..mmphtt..,” call Kailla in between Pram kisses, hoping her husband immediately quits his activities. The knock on the door was disturbing, regular, many times and without stopping.

“Pieter br*secret!” pram's curse in the heart.

Pram doesn't really care. Pieter would knock until even her knuckles were swollen, it would not interfere with her current pleasure. But the knock had disrupted Kailla's concentration, meaning his wife would no longer serve him.

Pram still did not want to stop, many times Kailla hit or pushed his chest. He's still flinching. Still enjoying what he is doing right now.

“This man has really gone crazy!” kailla said in his heart.

He had used all means but Pram seemed to be not bothered at all. Forced he had to bite Pram's lips, this way alone occurred to him.

“Aww.. Kai!” pram exclaimed after releasing his kiss on Kailla's lips. He rubbed his lips bitten by Kailla with his thumb.

“I'll bite you tonight Kai!” threaten Pram smiled, while walking towards the door.

Chequek! Pram opened the door of his room, letting his assistant in.

“Log in!” pram's orders are upset. He chose not to look at Pieter's face at all.

Pieter who already knew the frustration of his boss was just smiling wryly. He wasn't the kid yesterday afternoon, who didn't know anything. He knew exactly what was going on behind the door of his superior. If nothing happened, there was no way he would have to knock dozens of times, only an answer from within. But what can be done, he has urgent needs. It can't be delayed until Pram gets it all done.

“This President!” Pieter handed two boxes of ready-made phones to Pram, who was sitting in his office chair. Kailla herself chose to sit on the sofa, after having had time to forcibly reach into the pocket of Pram's pants and take her husband's phone without permission.

“Which one left on my desk, the other one please give to my wife's assistant, Bayu!” decah Pram's.

“Good President,” replied Pieter. He chose to call Pram like that while in the office or when there was someone else between the two of them.

“Mobil is also ready below, complete with the driver, President,” explained Pieter. This time he glanced at Kailla who was seriously playing the game on Pram's phone.

“Beauty!” he said it slowly by accident. He forgot that he was in front of Pram. The soul of his casanova instantly thrashed when he saw his superior wife. Still imagined the appearance of Kailla who was only covered in Pram's oversized shirt with a kiss mark almost all over his chest.

Pieter's lips had not closed completely after speaking, a pen had floated right into his chest. Pram looked at him sharply, without a sound. Pram's index and middle fingers point right into his eyes. Pieter shuddered, not usually the Pram he knew to be the jealous man he was today. These men will usually respond to everything casually.

“Send all the files I have to sign here,” Pram command instantly changes its expression.

“Oh yes, please contact Winny, you have the contact right?” ask Pram again.

“Each President!” Pieter answered briefly.

“Begging David to send all his data to you. You can come out now!” tell Pram again.

After Pieter left, Pram chose to sit next to Kailla who was busy with her cellphone. Pram's right hand appears to be holding a new rose gold cell phone with the logo of the apple remaining bite latest output. The same series as his, just different in the cover color only.

“Kai, you don't need my shoulder anymore?” pram asked after more than 5 minutes of her sitting there, Kailla did not care about it at all. Still busy fighting to win his game.

“Hmmmm....,” Kailla muttered. His fingers remained busy sliding the phone screen up and down. His mouth pursed, occasionally snorting in annoyance. His forehead also crinkled.

Pram smiled wryly, without asking any more, he directly grabbed Kailla's head and carried her leaning on her shoulder. Habits that Kailla often do when playing games on mobile.

“You don't want to see your new phone Kai?” pram asked after a long wait, his wife remained busy with her cell phone without caring about her.

“Hmmmm..” From earlier Kailla just muttered, not even staring at Pram.

“Truly this child!” grunts Pram in heart.

Without saying much, Pram immediately snatched the phone from Kailla's hand, throwing it on the table.

“Om....!” whinek Kailla for a moment. Directly answered with a sharp gaze from Pram.

“Ah....,” Kailla grunts annoyedly. Just now that he wanted to stomp his feet on the floor, Pram had already pointed his index finger at him.

“Ei...ei.. start again!” pram said shaking his head at Kailla's behavior.

“Then I want to go home!” gerutu Kailla was upset. How not to be upset, another second he would become a winner, after dozens of times having to lose. And Pram without cue, immediately took the victory from his hands.

“Ya already, go home on foot,” said Pram briefly with a smile.

“Ah.....” Just now Kailla will reply to Pram's remark, there is a knock on the door.

“Log in!” pram's orders. Mitha looked inside smilingly looking at her boss sitting alone on the sofa with his wife.

Pram looked at Kailla, asking for his wife's answer who was currently spoiled with him.

“This girl in front of me is amazing. In an instant my wife could be this sweet,” Inner Pram.

“I want to eat out Darling,” says spoiled Kailla. Soon he shifted to sit attached to Pram. Hugged her husband's arm tightly and leaned his fist there.

“Well we eat in the office cafeteria only,” replied Brief pram.

“Hah? Darling....,” whine Kailla back.

“We eat in the canteen only, I all want to see firsthand how the quality of our canteen,” explained Pram.

“Later after the office I will take you out to eat,” continued Pram while smiling at Kailla. It was not that he did not know, his wife was jealous of Mitha.

“Alright My dear...” sahut Kailla while peeping Pram cheek. His eyes briefly glanced at Mitha, who was currently glaring at him. She accidentally kisses Pram in front of Mitha, to beat back the woman who often steals the opportunity to her husband.

“I have to say all my husband's words. If until this eggplant woman saw us arguing, she must have thought there was a chance to get close to my husband. My husband will be devoured for a while. His gaze was like a starving man.”

Mitha smiled wryly at the sight before her. Actually, she no longer had any intention to approach her President, since she knew that Kailla was the daughter of the owner of the company. But looking at Kailla who was like deliberately insinuating him, her emotions were a little provoked.

“Cih, he deliberately showed off in front of me. Just watch out!”

Seeing the look on Mitha's annoyed face, Kailla smiled with satisfaction. He was already preparing to move to sit on Pram's lap, but fortunately Mitha knew enough. He had not had time to carry out his plan, Mitha had said goodbye first.

***

Pram and Kailla accompanied by Pieter were already in the cafeteria . The canteen is quite spacious and clean, maybe able to accommodate about 100-150 employees. Pram also took the time to go in and check into the kitchen cafeteria, leaving Kailla who preferred to sit down and look at the food menus.

“Lumayan..!” pram said when he returned from checking out the kitchen canteen. He chose to sit right next to Kailla, putting his hand on the back of his wife's chair as he spread his gaze around the canteen. Satisfied with the condition of the canteen, he also close the body to Kailla, along to see the menu book in front of them.

“You ordered Kai?” pram looked at his wife.

“I want pasta only,” replied Kailla showed photos in the menu book. Pram gave a quick glance, before finally agreeing to Kailla's request.

“I order steak, my wife pasta only, drink mineral water only.” Pram spoke to Pieter who was currently sitting before them.

“OK..!” Pieter immediately stood up and looked for the employees of the canteen to deliver their superior orders.

Soon, their orders came. An appetizing-looking plate of pasta complete with Kailla's favorite cheese melt and 2 servings of Pram and Pieter-order steaks. Pram seemed to start cutting the steak in front of him and feeding it into his mouth.

“Enak!” pram commented on the taste of the steak that had just slid into his mouth.

“Pieter, you live near here?” ask Pram. Put the piece of meat that had been covered with sausage back into his mouth.

“Iya Pram.” Pieter replied while chuckling. He deliberately called Pram so that the situation became more fluid, especially when it was a break and they were in the cafeteria.

Pram who had noticed Kailla was just rolling her paste with a fork without putting it in her mouth, frowning.

“Not usually!” inner Pram.

Without excuse, he also rolled up Kailla's pasta and tried to taste it. Find out why his wife suddenly became uninterested in his favorite food that had been served on the table.

“Jeez, it's worth it that Kailla won't eat it. No taste at all,” Inner Pram.

It looks like Pram cut his steak into pieces, before finally thrusting a plate containing the steak ready to be eaten in front of Kailla.

“Eat!” decah Pram's. He took over Kailla's pasta and put it in front of him.

“You want to order something else Pram?” pieter asked when she saw Pram swapping his plate for his wife's.

“No need. I'll spend it,” replied Pram briefly. It was seen he rolled up the paste and stuffed it into his mouth without much protest.

Pram includes men who are not too fussy about the taste of cooking. Whatever it was, the origin was still edible, he would still devour it. Not without reason, his childhood before meeting with Mr. Riadi was fairly hard. He had to work hard just to get a plate of rice. He often could not eat, if not earn money. And it still stuck in his memory until now.

“Eat Kai!” bejuk Pram's. “The cheese is delicious! His maturity matches your taste,” continued Pram again after seeing Kailla just pricking the piece of meat with a fork.

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Thanks though.