The President's Wife

Chapter 156: Jakarta will be flooded

“In that nightstand drawer is my gun. If you feel I'm threatening your life, you can shoot it in my head at any moment, but never leave me again,” said Pram slowly, still trying to convince Kailla.

Hearing Pram's statement, Kailla's heart was of course touched, though doubtful it still existed. If you can be honest, he also misses Pram's hug, Pram's kiss, Pram's caress, Pram's caress.

The two hands that had been dangling, finally hesitantly hugged Pram's waist tightly. Kailla's cry broke after feeling her husband's embrace again after a month of just dreaming about it.

“Don't cry again, darling,” Pram whispers in Kailla's ear, rubbing Kailla's long hair down before letting go of her embrace.

“Spend your milk, now,” pinta Pram, grab a glass of milk and thrust it on Kailla's lips.

Kailla stared at the glass of milk doubtfully, then looked at Pram.

“Hahaha, don't be crazy. I could not have poisoned my own son,” Pram said. His laughter broke after seeing Kailla's expression.

“Spend Sweetheart, it's for our children,” persuade Pram, smile. His hands had prepared the vitamins Kailla prepared on a small plate.

“Let's spend your vitamins too, Kai. Just given a distance to take her vitamins,” Pram explained, rubbing Kailla's head gently. He could see his wife painstakingly finishing a glass of milk.

“Already!” kailla said, closing her mouth so that the milk that had entered her stomach was not spewed.

“Thank you for spending it, dear. I know it's heavy, but I can't do anything either. If you can ask, I'd better be pregnant, but it's impossible, right,” said Pram, smiling.

The man gently grabbed Kailla's hand which was holding back the nausea from gulping down a large amount of milk. Kailla's lips are bleached with the rest of the milk at the corners of the lips.

The cup!

Pram kissed Kailla's lips suddenly, sweeping the rest of the milk with his lips. Cleansing his wife's lips.

“It feels good, darling. Why is it so hard to spend it,” said Pram, sweeping his own lips with his tongue.

“Then you spend it from tomorrow,” Kailla said casually.

“Includes can?” pram asked, trying to respond to Kailla's words.

“Then how do I channel it to our children. Watered as usual can it work?” tanya Pram starts nosy, stroking Kailla's stomach

“What do you mean?” kailla asked confusedly.

“If I drink milk every day. Enter from here down here,” obviously Pram pointed his own mouth then down to his stomach.

“So the milk I drink, processed in here, I have to channel it to my children, right?” pram asked, patting his stomach slowly, smiling nosily.

“Hmmm ...” Kailla muttered.

“I disburse by watering as usual, can it work? Only that method is left behind that can make me connect with our children who are in your womb,” continued Pram hold a laugh. Giving useless ideas to prank Kailla.

“How Kai. I don't mind. Every night I would water our babies,” Pram said.

“What the fuck!” grouse Kailla.

“I'm serious, Kai. I'll water it diligently. A day twice also I do not mind, so that the fields are not drought like when I lived in Austria.” Pram's laughter broke already, especially when he saw Kailla's pouting face.

“Not funny!” gerutu Kailla again.

“Come Kai. I haven't been to the fields in a long time. No watering, no fertilizing, how can get good results. I do not want to be a farmer who does not know himself, after sowing seeds left alone.”

“Yesterday I sowed seeds of superior varieties, this month I did not see them. Don't grow grass. At least tonight, let me look at him for a moment, Kai.”

“No. We still haven't made up.” Kailla refused, pushing Pram's body, ready to move her, away.

“Feed is being lockeddown! Don't you dare approach!” threaten Kailla, point her index finger at her husband's face.

***

The couple was still sleeping while hugging. After a month apart, they were finally able to let go of each other's longing. Despite the doubt it still exists, Kailla chooses to believe in Pram for the sake of their children.

Sunlight began to shine sharply, entering through the cracks of the glass windows. Pram who had been awake since, was fixated on looking at Kailla's face.

“Morning Mommy,” says Pram, accidentally interrupts his wife's sleep.

The man had to go to the office early in the morning. He had an appointment to meet with someone he was going to interview. David from a few weeks ago, asked to be sent workers from Indonesia who could mourn and take care of Pieter who experienced temporary paralysis.

“Honey, wake up. I have to go to the office this morning,” call Pram, shake Kailla's body.

After feeling no movement, Pram Langsunb crouch and shower his wife with a wet kiss. Just so far Kailla is screaming in shock.

“Ahhhhhh!!” peekkik Kailla, rubbing his face affected by fine hairs on Pram's chin.

“Sorry, accompany me to the office in a moment, Kai. After that we will meet mama,” Pram clear when consciousness Kailla has collected perfectly. The man's arm was still locking his wife's body.

“Yes, just a minute. I have to interview someone before I send him to Austria. I have to make sure that she deserves Pieter.”

“What is Pieter that bad?” ask Kailla.

“Iyaa, the accident left him paralyzed, there must be someone to take care of him. Even eating should be fed. For a while, his body was not functioning perfectly. The accident was too severe,” explained Pram.

Kailla nodded. Rushed up and rushed to the bathroom.

“Honey, we shower together, yes,” pinta Pram, follow his wife. After failing to persuade Kailla last night of her high hopes this morning, Kailla allows her to visit her babies.

Kailla turned around, looking at him sharply. His wife's eyeballs almost popped out, making Pram squeak out instantly.

“This-this is no longer a problem of your drought fields, Honey,” Pram explained.

“The problem is that the Katulampa dam has been on standby one, if not immediately channeled, I am worried that Jakarta will be flooded. The water discharge is approaching the midget in a moment. This is a real emergency, honey. Need for impingement,” said Pram increasingly origin.

Without waiting for an answer, he had already carried Kailla, taken her to the bathroom, allowed Kailla to rebel and scream loudly because of her actions.

***

Kailla was still pouting when Pram took her into the office. Her husband actually pranks her in the bathroom. His grunts had been heard hundreds of times since from home.

“It's a shame, if it's still a grunt, I'll prank you once again in the office bathroom,” threatened Pram, sneering.

As the two passed by Stella's table, Kailla's eyes rounded to see the beautiful girl standing holding the map in her simple suit.

“Sorry sir, this is who wants to apply for a job to take care of Mr. Pieter,” explains Stella, introducing to the young woman standing in front of her desk.

Pram gave a quick glance and then let the girl in. While Kailla who had been scowling and nagging, turned around to embrace Pram's arm with a friendly while glancing at the beautiful girl who tailed behind them.

“How?” pram asked, after sitting in his great chair. Kailla chose to stand beside Pram, holding her husband's hand tightly, fearing that her husband would be taken by the foreign woman. Kailla's eyes scrutinized the sweet girl who stood looking down from the tip of her hair to the tip of her head.

“Include ... My name is Naina Pelangie,” obviously Naina opened her introduction.

“Please sit!” decah Pram's.

Kailla was still staring unblinkingly, even making the girl careless and unkind. While Pram is seen reading Naina's personal data from the file that the girl just presented, the girl,

“You know that it will work in Austria?” pram asked, still busy reading.

“Know Sir.”

“Have married?” pram asked, frowning his forehead.

“Already Sir.”

Hearing the married word her husband said, Kailla immediately smiled happily. His attitude is softened and much better. He even offered Naina a glass of bottled mineral water.

“Diminum, Mistress,” Kailla said, thrusting right in front of Naina.

“Fighting!!” kailla continued smiling, clenching her hands, encouraging Naina.

“Thanks,” says Naina politely.

“Already have children?” ask Pram again.

“Already Sir, just one year old.” Naina answered.

“Does your husband not mind if you work abroad, what about your son?” pram asked, there was a sense of compassion in his heart, seeing the condition of the sweet girl before him. Moreover, seeing his age is not much different from Kailla, his wife.

“I need this job, Sir. During my work, there are people who take care of my son,” explained Naina.

“I guarantee, will not interfere with my work,” continued Naina again.

“Alright, Stella will call you later. If it is ready, for the issue of correspondence, tickets and departures will be taken care of my people,” explained Pram.

“Do you not mind, because later you will take care of is a paralyzed man,” continued Pram again.

“I'm ready, Sir.”

***

TB

Note: Naina's story has its own stall, yes, in the title Look at Me, My Husband.