The President's Wife

Chapter 170: Your crying is my failure

“Yes God, how do I explain to Kailla without hurting her. I can't bear to say that Mama Rania was the prima donna of the big-nosed, big-nosed guys who were very famous in her time. How can I tell her that her mother has not been as good as she thought.”

Riadi painstakingly shuts down Kailla's origins and even hides the facts about Rania to keep her daughter, Kailla unharmed.

The man was still gently rubbing his wife's shoulder which was lying spoiled on top of her body, Kailla's big belly clashing with her box belly. He had to look for the most refined and acceptable words, without making the wound even deeper.

Moreover, the newly delivered lawyer and good friend of his father, if all this time Rania was involved with Andi Wijaya, Riadi's enemy.

“Am I right daddy's son, honey?” rework Kailla once again, playing the fine hairs growing on Pram's chin.

“Sure, you're Riadi Dirgantara's son. If not daddy's son, there's no way daddy loves you so much that he gives so many assistants to escort you every day.”

Kailla frowned, trying to believe Pram's words by rearranging her childhood story.

“If daddy loves me, why won't you marry my mama? Tell me everything. I want to know clearly what happened!” kailla's orders.

His heart was broken, knowing his mother was not married. He was born without any previous marriage.

Pram closed his eyes. This was the hardest time of his life. Delivering some facts without having to make his wife's beautiful eyes tear. Only half of Kailla's story can be shared, half of which will be kept alone. Until the time to pick up. Not wanting to dig Kailla's wound deeper as the fact unfolded.

Pram could not bear to say that Riadi not only did not want to marry Rania, even his daddy did not want the presence of Kailla in the world. Repeatedly negotiating with Rania to eliminate her content. Repeatedly looking for a way to trap Rania into gulping pills.

Not to mention, the unexpected presence of Kailla Andi Wijaya, who used all means to eliminate her even before being born in the world. The climax, the death of Rania due to an accident is planned while pregnant with nine-month-old Kailla. Luckily Kailla survives, though Rania finally leaves with all her secrets.

“The daddy's legitimate wife, Anna Wijaya. I call her Anna's mom. Daddy and Anna's mom think of me like her own son,” Pram's story.

“When I was 15, Anna's mother died. And daddy chose to be faithful and live alone after that. Not to get involved with any woman. Just want to keep his loyalty and heart on one woman,” continued Pram.

“Then, how does mama Rania present in daddy's life?”

Pram. “I don't know, Honey. Daddy never told me. I just found out their story when daddy came to me to look after your mama. At that time Mama Rania was three or four months pregnant,” explained Pram, choosing the word guarding rather than watching.

At least it's more acceptable to Kailla. In reality, she was assigned Riadi to watch over and find out all about Rania. Even after Rania's pregnancy, Riadi stayed away. It was like disgust for that woman.

“According to daddy, because my age and Mama Rania are not too far away, so daddy asked me to take care of him,” Pram continued.

“Why doesn't daddy want to marry mom? I was already present among them. Does daddy not want me? Does daddy not love me?” kailla said, trying to reassemble. Matany condenses, glazing. A second later, the water spilled, leaving traces on his cheeks. Wetting the shirt Pram wore.

“Why should the man be so selfish!” kailla grumbled in the middle of her cries

“Not so dear,” said Pram, turning his brain back, looking for the most digestible and non-injuring sentences.

“You already know how much daddy loves his wife. And I'm sure as my wife, you want to be loved that much by me? Right so?” The man asked before continuing his sentence. His fingers still had time to wipe away the tears that stood on his wife's cheeks.

Kailla nodded.

“If daddy loves his wife so much, why tease my mom to get pregnant!” kailla asked, annoyed.

“If your mother is not pregnant and gave birth to you then where will my children be born? Try you think, if daddy didn't make that mistake, then who should I marry now? Who will be my wife now.” Pram gently nudged Kailla's forehead, while smiling nosily.

Kailla was speechless, just pursing her lips. The face was swollen from crying too much it began to be able to express itself again even though there were still remnants of grief there.

“I do not know clearly how the relationship between daddy and mama Rania intertwined until my beautiful wife is present in the world. Obviously, the mistake must have been a mutual mistake. Daddy is not a jerk, of course you know.” Pram tried to explain in his own way.

“Lying comfortably on my chest, this story will be long,” Pram said holding his wife warmly.

“At that time, daddy boy free. She widower was left dead. He has no one. Actually, he deserves to marry again. That's not a mistake, but if he still wants to keep his heart for one woman, we should also appreciate it.”

“As an adult male, I understand very well. Daddy was once married. So far you understand what I mean, Kai?”

“That we often do every night.” Prams explained.

“Love,” whispered Pram slowly.

“Yes, I understand now.” Kailla nodded.

“Great men, definitely need it. At one point, he must have needed her, including daddy. And when your daddy's self-control is weak, your mama gets into his life. And they made mistakes together. I don't know obviously, but it could have happened like that.”

Kailla frowned.

“Maybe not all, but most men can do it without love, just with liking, comfort and a little interest, in contrast to women who put forward feelings.”

“You understand, Honey. The beginning of Kailla Riadi Dirgantara is produced,” said Pram to smile.

Kailla. “I'm starting to understand.”

“Good if my wife understands. The mistake of daddy and mama Rania was apparently presenting a bad girl who eventually became my wife. Actually daddy must feel guilty, too, honey. There must be an inner battle in him.”

“I didn't say daddy didn't want to take responsibility. Because he also needs process and time to take a stand. However, everything happened so quickly, nine months later your mother was called God. It could be, after you are born, daddy touched, forgot his ego and principles, chose to marry Mama Rania even without love. Everything can happen, right? But God has written your destiny.”

Kaila nodded, digesting the sentence after sentence her husband delivered.

“So I beg you not to blame anyone for the past. That is the destiny that God has laid down for you. It wasn't daddy's fault, nor was it Rania's mama's fault entirely.

“Then?” Kaila looked up at her husband's face.

“You can feel how much daddy love is for you?” Pram asked. The man bit his lips, holding back his cries. Recollecting how the beginning of Kailla's presence to the world. Riadi did not want it at all. There is no love in Riadi's eyes for Kailla. In Riadi's eyes, Kailla was her biggest mistake back then.

Over time, love and affection grow on their own. Slowly, the rock-hard heart melted and grabbed the naughty girl who at the end of her life became her top priority.

Kailla nodded. He could feel how much daddy loved him.

“Just remember how much daddy loves you. So you will know, if he is also grateful for your presence even though it started from a mistake.”

The two hands clenched Pram's neck in effect, peeking at the man's cheeks in succession. Lastly dropped her head in the niche of her husband's neck.

“Already, don't remember your past anymore. Don't hate your past. There must be wisdom from all of that.

“Thanks, Honey. From the time I was born until now, you never stopped loving me. Always there with me. Even daddy can't beat you. Aren't you the first person to greet me at birth?”

Pram nodded.

“How can I not love you, if your presence is so extraordinary in my life,” said Kailla, kissed Pram's lips at a glance.

“Now I have no one. I only have you.” Kailla said her tears were spilling back.

“Hey, we still have baby twins in your stomach. From now on, just enjoy your life. Just learn how to be grateful for your life and smile every time.”

“You know .. when you cry, it is my failure as a husband, but when you smile it is the success as a man in charge of his wife. Seeing your smile my happiness beat when winning the tender trillions of rupiah,” gombal Pram.

Pram hugged his wife tightly. The man looked away, recalling the early days of Kailla's presence which were not considered at all. That makes the reason for Pram to lavish Kailla love, a limitless affection until now. Unlimited understanding and patience for Kailla, although sometimes she likes to forget and accidentally hurt his wife.

Because Pram's childhood was terrible too. Without the love of parents. Pram knows, it feels unwanted, has no one. No parent loves, hugs tightly and caresses in times of sadness and hurt. It was enough that he felt all the pain, but not with Kailla. Had Kailla not gotten all that from Riadi, Kailla would still have gotten all that love from her.

***

TB