The President's Wife

Chapter 126: The little rabbit turns into a starving lion

Pram is still banging on his bedroom door after Kailla disappears inside.

“Honey, open the door,” pinta Pram, clench his hand and hit the wooden door leaf in front of him. The incident just now didn't make her angry, but instead worried about Kailla. Since their return together, Kailla's emotions have been completely unstable. Frequently angry, not to be approached.

Pram never saw Kailla's attitude like this. Kailla's anger at him, never drags on like now.

“Honey, open the door,” call Pram back. He knew his wife was crying. Regret having doused him with a glass of milk.

“Honey, open the door. I won't be mad at you,” Pram said at the door, rubbing her wet face,

“Honey, open the door. I have to get to the office. I haven't said goodbye to you and our son. I haven't kissed you yet,” Pram explained again. It could have been him barging in, the door of the room would have been unlocked. However, he was afraid that Kailla would get even more angry at him.

Ten minutes of self-blabbering at the door, Pram finally relented and chose to leave.

“I'm leaving, Honey. I love you all,” cried Pram at the door.

Pram was still shaking his wet shirt when he returned to the kitchen and texted two of his domestic assistants.

“Bu, please make Kailla milk. Please persuade him to drink milk and remind him to take his vitamins. I have to go to the office,” Pram's orders, put the empty glass that Kailla had thrown into her body into the sink.

The two assistants were quite surprised by Pram's wet and messy look, yet they did not dare to ask much.

“You guys please get me a change of clothes in the room. I accidentally spilled Kailla's milk,” pinta Pram, pointing to her wet shirt.

“Iya, Sir.

“Please accompany Kailla, do not leave her alone in the room,” pinta Pram again, while rushing out. He could not get into the room changing his clothes. Not wanting to make Kailla go berserk again.

***

After a month of not walking to his office, Pram finally came back again. His face was much different from before. There was currently an aura of happiness emanating clearly on his face. How not, his wife is pregnant and they are blessed with twins.

“Sore Sir,” greet Stella as Pram passes her workbench.

“Ste, call David!” pram's orders, go straight into his room. Without waiting for an answer from the secretary.

Once into his room, Pram was surprised by the redesign that David did in his room during his time in Austria.

“Not bad,” he said slowly, dropping the body on the seat of his greatness, circulating his gaze around. Enjoy the changes that David has made. After being satisfied to admire the work of his assistant, Pram grabbed a pen and began to open the file on his desk.

The sound of knocking on the door, loosened his concentration. His focus broke, turning his eyes to the door. Before long, David appears with a stack of files in hand.

“This is the job waiting for you,” exclaimed David, dropping the file onto the table. Smiling at the surprised expression of Pram.

“Hah!! Not wrong Dave?” luh Pram, smiled wryly.

“Calon daddy like you, let alone a stack. I think even a container, you won't mind and keep smiling at it. By the way, Congratulation!” said David thrust his hand, congratulating Pram who will soon be a father.

“Thanks!” exclaim Pram, welcome the helping hand as well as his good friend.

“How about we celebrate. Oh yes, Bara's wife has given birth to her fourth child. He invited us to dinner at his house, ” David said, being relaxed.

“Oh yes? I missed the news,” said Pram.

“How about Madam? Does she still look sweet while pregnant?” david asked, sitting back waiting for Pram to tell him a story.

It's been imagined how troublesome Pram takes care of his wife. Who is not pregnant alone is very troublesome, especially when pregnant like this. There will definitely be a lot of crazy and unexpected things that Kailla did.

“You don't know, Dave. I left her for a month, once back I lost my spoiled and cute wife changing into a starving lioness who roars all the time. I could not live quietly, afraid he would swallow me round and round,” Pram fight while joking.

“I get confused, this is her heartache because I left and divorced while pregnant or because of her pregnancy hormones,” continued Pram, massaging her temples. Getting tired of rejection after rejection by Kailla

“I don't understand, President. Try asking a more expert,” said David smiled knot looking at the dull face of Pram.

“It's done. The president is canceled as a widower. Though I already want to register Stella for your next wife,” David's tease.

“Why not just you, Dave?” pram Todong.

“He doesn't like me,” said David stroked his own chest.

“How is your visa filing? When you get out, fly to Austria. I can't leave Kailla again. I leave the company there,” firmly Pram.

“Hopefully next week there is news,” replied David smiling.

***

Pram's car came into his yard at night to pick up. As usual, his arrival was welcomed by security and some assistants who had sat sweetly enjoyed a long night accompanied by warm coffee while accompanied by the rhythm of the waves at the security post.

Pram was forced to overtime to complete some of the pending work. It was forced to postpone it again, because it was too tired and began to sleepy. And the main reason, he began to miss his wife and children.

As soon as he set foot into the house, no one greeted him. Both the housekeeper and his wife were already curled up under the covers. Of course, it was already almost ten at night.

Hurriedly ran up, climbing the steps that led him to the second floor of his house. The place where his bedroom is.

“Kai, I'm in yes,” call Pram while knocking on his bedroom door. Unlike usual, from now on she has to get used to it, asking for Kailla's permission first every time she goes into her own bedroom. Otherwise, he would have to prepare with his wife's endless sullen face.

Just about to knock again, suddenly the door opened. Appeared mother Ida with her sleepy face. “Non Kailla hasn't slept Sir,” explained Ms Ida.

“Yes already, please get my clothes in the closet. I showered in the other room,” Pinta Pram, trying to peek at his wife from the door. Kailla was sleeping sideways, behind her with her hands rubbing her lower back.

“Kailla why else?” pram asked Mother Ida who was walking towards him.

“Object sir, lumbago makes it difficult to sleep,” said Mother Ida, whispering.

“Alright, if Kailla is asleep, please let me know. I slept in my in-laws' room,” explained Pram, grabbing the clean clothes Mother Ida handed her.

***

Pram still can't sleep, even though it's almost midnight. Since then, he just went back and forth while playing his phone. His feelings are not calm. Until finally a gentle knock came on the door.

“Pak, Sir, Non Kailla is asleep. I want to go back to my room,” call Mother Ida from behind the door.

Half jump, eyes that had begun to sleepy immediately rounded perfectly. Without asking much, Pram immediately met Kailla in her room.

“Sorry, I overslept, sir,” explained Ibu Ida, rubbing her eyes. The woman with the batik negligee rushed to her bedroom, after seeing Pram not serving her anymore.

Arriving at the room, the man immediately dropped his body slowly right on Kailla's side. Smiling stared at the innocent face that was enjoying his sleep with regular breath. Turning around, Pram stared at the glass of milk left over a day on his bedside nightstand.

“Good night, dear,” whispered Pram, revealing Kailla's messy hair covering her forehead. Gave a light kiss there.

A gentle swab and a warm kiss were also given Pram in Kailla's stomach. “Daddy missed you. Please convey to mommy, her anger should not be too long,” whispered Pram again.

After completing the ritual, Pram grabs Kailla's body and holds her. And he was quite happy when Kailla didn't turn him down. His wife crept in, curled up in his arms.

“You've come home?” kailla asked with a hoarse voice and closed eyes. Mumbled.

Of course, Pram was surprised. Make a distance so that you can see Kailla's face clearly. His wife was still asleep, not even responding to anything else.

“He only dreamed” said Pram chuckled, tightening his arms. She was quite grateful, still able to hug Kailla while sleeping. As soon as he woke up, this little rabbit would become a starving lion, ready to pounce on him at any moment.

***

To be continued

Love you all

Thanks though.