The President's Wife

Chapter 125: The Pram Struggle

“Sorry, I fell asleep,” Kailla said, appearing suddenly from behind the door with her innocent face.

Pram's panicked face changed, changing into a smile. “You okay?” tanya Pram. Just now his hand was about to grab Kailla's hand, helping his wife out of the bathroom.

“Honey, release. I can walk by myself,” push Kailla, smash Pram's hand rough.

“Kai, don't be like this. Can hit me, can slap me, but don't leave me like this,” pinta Pram. Grabbing Kailla's hand, and stopping his wife's steps.

“I carry yes,” bargain Pram, smile.

Kailla. “Just two steps, I can do it myself,” reject Kailla.

Without permission and asked again, Pram immediately carried Kailla, then lowered the still weak body on the hospital bed.

“I'm sorry,” reset Pram standing with both hands resting on the bed, locking onto Kailla's reclining body.

“Don't hold back your anger like this. I don't want to until you're depressed. Pity our babies,” said Pram again, rubbing the stomach of Kailla who began to appear behind the clothes of patients he wore.

“You slapped me?” bargain Pram, thrust his cheek.

“Or hit me?”

“Makiku? Do what you want to do, but do not hold it,” continued Pram.

Kailla remains stubborn. Just heard and stared at Pram without a sound. Look at it without reacting.

“This month missed me so much?” pram asked, rubbing Kailla's hair, tucking it behind her ear.

“I'm sorry,” whispered Pram, lowering his face. Pasting his forehead on Kailla's forehead, slashed the distance created earlier.

Pram smiled back, as Kailla still chose silence. He can tell that Kailla's punishing him is so severe right now. The cctv footage he watched, made Pram shudder in horror, how Kailla went through her days alone, waiting for her return.

“I'm sorry for your crying for this month,” Pram said. Right now he was talking to himself, his wife was unwilling to chim in. Stay faithful with your lips tightly closed.

“Sleep. Tomorrow we will meet our children,” Pram said, peeping Kailla's lips at a glance, before lying back on her couch.

***

Next day.

A nurse came in with a wheelchair ready to take Kailla to the doctor's office for a checkup.

“Bu, accompany me,” pinta Kailla on Ibu Sari. The housekeeper who today is in charge of guarding Kailla, swapped places with Mother Ida.

Pram who felt uninvited, only smiled wryly. Shamelessly, trailing behind Kailla went to the doctor's office.

Until there, they don't have to wait. Kailla Langung was pushed in.

“Good day,” greet the doctor on Kailla and Ibu Sari. From the direction of the door appeared Pram came in and joined.

“How, Bu?” ask the doctor.

“Good Doc,” sahut Kailla quietly.

“Congratulations for her pregnancy. Come on please,” said the doctor, allowing Kailla to go up to the top of the gurney to do an examination.

Both Kailla and Pram looked happy as the doctor explained the screen featuring a uterus with two bags dancing and moving around.

“Iya, it is confirmed there are two bags.” said the doctor.

Not long after, the doctor heard a heartbeat that sounded like the footsteps of a galloping horse.

Hearing that voice, Pram immediately grabbed Kailla's hand, peeping her softly. “Thank you,” whispered.

If there is no one, Pram will kiss and hug Kailla. Gave thousands of thanks for giving him the most beautiful gift in his life. Not just one, but Kailla gave it two at a time.

“Is there twin offspring?” ask the doctor as soon as he finishes his examination.

Kailla.

During this time, Pram shut down all information about Kailla's past, including her mother. However, the overflowing excitement made him forget and accidentally throw in an answer that would make it difficult later on. Kailla will find out.

***

A week later, Kailla's condition improved. Been allowed to go home. During his week in the hospital, Pram did not leave his wife. Even Pram does not go to the office, his days are spent accompanying Kailla.

Not only that, every second, every minute, every hour and every day Pram asks Kailla to forgive him. Never desperately persuaded Kailla. Never give up and always be patient waiting for Kaila to talk to him like he used to.

After making sure Kailla gets home, Pram plans to go to the office. He had left his job too long. Can no longer let the file get stuck on the desk. David is not in Jakarta. His assistant was assigned to Austria, replacing his position while there.

With a glass of milk in hand, Pram headed for Kailla's bedroom which was tightly shut. His wife did not let him into the room without his permission.

“Honey..,” call Pram, while knocking on the door.

“Sayang.”

Just as Pram was about to knock that door back, suddenly Kailla appeared from behind the door. Without speaking, just stand in the middle of the door.

“I have to go to the office for a while. Spend your milk, Kai,” said Pram, thrusting a glass of milk in front of Kailla.

The well-groomed man in the ash shirt smiled. Huge expectations, Kailla will obey and not complicate it as it has been.

“I don't want to drink milk,” refuse Kailla, staring at the glass in Pram's hand.

“Turn back,” continued Kailla, pulling the door of her room, so as to close it back.

“Kai, don't put it this way,” prevent Pram, keep that door open. She can't go to the office, before making sure Kailla takes her vitamins and milk.

“You can go to the office, no need to take care of me!” cut Kailla.

“Kai, I beg you. Please don't make things difficult for me,” pinta Pram, beg.

Kaila is getting upset on her own, as Pram begins to force her as usual.

“Alright, you can go to the office now,” Kailla said as she grabbed a glass of milk from her husband's hand.

Just as he turned back into the room, Pram had already held him back again.

“Spend the milk now, Kai. After that, I'll go to the office,” pinta Pram. As it had been, if not awaited, Kailla would not have spent it. It often ends up in a dishwasher.

“Iya, I will drink later,” said Kailla was ready to close the door of her room.

“No Kai, spend it now,” prevent Pram, hold the room door from closing.

Irritated, Kailla doused the glass of milk on Pram's face.

“It's over! You can go to the office now!” kailla said with anger.

“Kai, why it should be like this,” whispered Pram.

Kailla did not budge, instead slamming the door of her room tightly, letting the wet Pram peek there.

Not only this time, Pram has swallowed a lot of disappointment this week. Ever since her return, Kailla had completely changed to her. No more submissive and easily persuaded Kailla. Replacing Kailla who is difficult to approach and can not be spoken to.

***

To be continued

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Thank ye.