The President's Wife

Chapter 100: I will kill him now

Kailla is still sitting on Pram's lap. For almost an hour she talked to her mother-in-law, occasionally shifting her seat, because her buttocks and waist started to ache. Do not be asked how the two thighs Pram, who already breed without taste.

However, the man did not complain in the slightest, choosing to sit leaning back while closing his eyes. Follow the chatter of the women in silence without sound. Only his two hands had been playing up and down on his wife's slender waist, sometimes moving around stroking Kailla's smooth thighs innocently, wearing a mini skirt.

“Mama knows, when I cried my Om Pram took me straight into his carrier. Until I fell asleep in his arms. Like this,” Kailla's story, embracing Pram's neck with both hands, demonstrates how to embrace it first.

“Prim used to stay with you?” ask Mom Citra curious, though,. Honestly, he got into the story.

Kailla. “After returning home from England, she lives in an apartment. Yes, dear,” said Kailla, asking for justification from her husband.

“Hmmm,” Pram murmur, still with eyes closed.

“I often stay at Pram place,” story Kailla again.

“If daddy is out of town, often I was entrusted to the apartment accompanied by Mother Ida,” explained Kailla.

Ibu Citra is wide-eyed. “Until you guys get married like that?” ask Mother Citra.

“Not really, during High School, I've rarely stayed at his place, Ma. Only occasionally visit if Pram pick up, but I have not stayed again like when I was a child,” explained Kailla back. Ibu Citra continuously asked.

“Oh, how did you get married to Pram? You never dated?” ask Mother Citra still curious.

“Mama hasn't finished interrogating my wife? What else do you want to know?” ask Pram. Finally the man raised his voice. His eyes opened, smiling at Kailla.

“Can slide, Darling. My feet are tingling,” said Pram, pleading. Both of his legs are numb. Too long did not move to hold his wife's weight.

“Ha!” Kailla. Closing her mouth with both hands when she realized she had been sitting too long on her husband's lap.

“Sorry Dear.” It shifted immediately, but Pram restrained his body from going away.

“No, just here. I just want to , move my legs for a while,” pinta Pram, hug his wife tighter. The leaning body was already sitting upright clutching Kailla, enjoying the heady scent of the body.

“This wife of mine married me at first because of her daddy. Isn't that right, Kai?” ask Pram.

“Hmmm, yes too. Mama imagine I was only twenty years old, suddenly asked daddy to marry a man who had been babysitting since childhood. Not only that, she is twice my age,” explained Kailla.

“Why not refuse? Could have refused, right?” ask Mother Citra.

“Pram has agreed to it, even without my knowledge. When I was eighteen, she agreed to marry me. How can I refuse again. As long as Pram agrees, daddy will use every means to get me to accept him,”.

“Maybe, if I have a lover. I will fight to reject it. How to date, Ma. Your son looks after me like a twenty-four-hour security guard,” Kailla said.

“Mama just imagine, first if everywhere I have permission from him first, Ma. Daddy's not even as fancy as Pram.”

“Really?”

“Iya, often even my credit card is blocked without cause!” grunts Kailla's upset.

Pram chuckled this time, tightening his embrace and putting his chin on Kailla's shoulder.

“Kailla is very naughty. I've never found her naughty daughter. He always does a lot of things beyond our adult thinking,” explains Pram.

“I'm not naughty,” reject Kailla.

“Hahaha.. ! That's you said creative.” Pram's laughter broke.

“Mama knows, when she wants something and no one wants to grant it, she will do a lot of crazy things. It was since he was a child,” explained Pram.

“He dared to tear the company's cooperation agreement in order to be able to meet with daddy. Try mama imagine if it's not crazy,” said Pram shakes his head, while ruffling the rough hair Kailla.

Mother Citra was shocked, completely shocked by Kailla's nature.

“And mama knows, when scolded daddy even smiled. After Riadi was satisfied scolding her, she immediately hugged. Mama just imagine how naughty she was as a child,”

“But I admit, apart from daddy, he's very obedient to me. I admit it. Although sometimes he grumbled annoyed, but he always complied. That's the sweetest side,” said Pram, pecking at the head of his wife.

“Oh yes Ma, after this I will take Kailla out. Mama doesn't mind going home with the driver?” ask Pram.

“Where are you going?” ask Mother Citra astonished. Just this time, Pram refused to take her along.

“I want to date my wife. If mama follows us, when can I make you a grandchild,” said Pram without shame.

Mom's voice Citra's stuck. It felt like it was being subtly insinuated, yet he did not mind.

“There is Bayu and Sarah at home accompanying you, Ma,” continued Pram again.

***

“You want, Honey?” kailla asked, offering her husband a hotdog.

“This tastes good. It's still the same as before,” he continued.

Pram shook his head while smiling. The two were sitting on the same park bench during their visit in Austria nearly four years ago. It is in this place that Kailla who has not loved Pram, but is willing to conceive a Pram child.

“Come try! It's delicious,” pinta Kailla, still thrusting the bread and sausage to her husband.

Pram nodded. “However, it would be better if you were willing to bribe me with your lips,” Pram said nosy. It's been a long time since they've been like this. Ever since the presence of her mother entered her life, she could never calm down.

But sitting alone with Kailla in this park, it feels the same as it used to. His feelings go back to four years ago.

“Time quickly passed, I am even now twenty-four years,” Kailla said slowly.

“Back to Indonesia, how about we go to the doctor. It feels like a long time not to visit an obstetrician,” said Pram, asking for approval.

“Good. We will fight back for him. After a few years passed, I forgot what it was like to be pregnant,” Kailla said, while removing the trace of sausage left in the corner of Pram's lips.

“I even forgot, how it feels to be a daddy. He used to come so fast, until we didn't realize it,” Pram said.

“Sometimes I am afraid, whether my failure to keep you guys makes God unsure of me to be a second time daddy,” whispered Pram with teary eyes.

“We will only fight, why should we be discouraged. I'm still young right, I can still get pregnant,” Kailla said trying to cheer up.

Stunned PRAM. If you can be honest, the test pack results with negative results make it pessimistic. There were various bad thoughts dancing in his brain. Long both of them were silent, enjoying the atmosphere of the park so peaceful, until finally Pram opened his voice.

“You still remember this place?” pram asked as he tidied up Kailla's messy strands of hair and tucked them behind his ear.

“Iya.” Kailla nodded.

“This is the first time Kailla Riadi Dirgantara has moved me so deeply. When she said she was ready to get pregnant with my son. Though I know clearly, at that time even you did not love me,” said Pram.

“I hope after this, you will give me the most beautiful gift,” continued Pram.

“A baby boy may. If I can be greedy and ask, I want a baby boy. One day he will take over my responsibility to take care of you,” whispered Pram, immediately grabbed Kailla into his arms.

“Why talk like that. You make me sad!” kailla complained, starting to cry.

“I want to age with you,” Kailla said slowly.

“Hahaha. The problem is now that I am old. Want as old as ever,” joked Pram.

“Don't cry, I just feel the need to prepare everything. I even made my will.”

“Don't worry, I'm not going anywhere. I still have to keep daddy's mandate, as he breathes his last.”

“Meanway? Is there still a lot of daddy secret from me,” asked Kailla. The curiosity that had once been in his heart. Now reappear.

“At the right time, I'll tell you everything. One of them, daddy doesn't want you to get into the company. Maybe that was also one of the reasons why he bequeathed the RD Group to me.”

“And I will not inherit it to you or our children later. RD Group will end up in my hands.”

“In my will, RD Group and its assets will be donated to the foundation. You don't mind, do you, Kai?” pram asked, opening up a little what was done so far.

Kailla.

“It's not a little asset, I feel the need to tell you. I told my mom. Mom doesn't mind. However, the RD Group started from my parents' company. I need to ask your permission,” explained Pram.

“I have no problem,” replied Kailla.

“I hope you understand. I can't do anything either. I'm just doing my best for you guys,” continued Pram, tightening his arms.

“I love you, love you so much,” said Pram anchored a warm kiss on Kailla's lips.

***

Next day.

Kailla, who slept with her in-laws last night, was just about to return to her room to look for Pram. Only parted one night, but it felt like he had already missed the man.

They already plan to spend the weekend with a walk together and enjoy the snow in one of the biggest ice tourist attractions in the city of Vienna.

However, just pushing the door of the room, he was already greeted with a sight that made his blood boil. It's not Kailla if you can be calm and not use emotions.

“MAMA! LET'S SEE HOW YOUR SON BEHAVES!” kailla shouted loudly, filled with anger. Both of his hands were already clenched with reddened eyes.

“I'll kill him now!” peekkik Kailla again, barging into her room.

“Kai, listen to me ...."

***

To be continued

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