The President's Wife

Chapter 197: Seven months of pregnancy

Two full moons have passed, the content of Kailla has started to enter the age of seven months. There is a lot of preparation, in addition to the baby shower event that Kailla will be holding with close friends and family.

In addition, Pram also began to be preoccupied with buying baby equipment. Yes, unlike normal married couples, in the Pram and Kailla households, Pram is busier than Kailla. Ensuring all the needs of their twin babies, assisted by two babysitters who asked Pram to stay at home since Kailla's pregnancy at the age of five months.

With the reason that Kailla's stomach is getting bigger, all the problems of spinning are indeed more handled by Pram. The mature man who was so enthusiastic to welcome the arrival of his twins was already looking much healthier. Crutches that had adorned both hands, currently only one left. Sometimes Pram forgets the walker, though he eventually has to grimace in pain every time he accidentally puts weight on his right leg.

The morning was like early in the morning, Kailla woke up with a slumped condition on the bed. His body weight rose by almost 22 kilograms, making him difficult to move. She needs Pram to help her get out of bed. His breathing was short, his chest tight and was attacked by back pain.

Almost every day Kailla's feet tingle and began to have difficulty walking. Not to mention the size of her stomach that is much enlarged during pregnancy twins make her urinate frequently every night. There are so many complaints experienced by Kailla, making Pram must be on standby at all times even at midnight.

Massaging his wife's legs and waist, rubbing Kailla's back and abdomen, even the man had to wake up all night when Kailla wanted to go to the bathroom. Ever since she started walking, Pram never let Kailla alone in the bathroom. Trauma miscarried four years ago, making Pram overprotective on Kailla. Take care and spoil Kailla day night.

“Sayang ...” whispered Kailla, slowly. Still lying sideways. Staring at her husband who was wearing a work shirt in front of the dresser.

“Ya, what's up?” pram asked, limping towards the direction of the feminine voice that interferes with his morning activities. Pram understands, now you have to be more patient twice than usual. Facing Kailla who is not pregnant only, requires more patience. Especially when pregnant like this.

“Sayang ..” Kailla thrust her hand.

Smiling at the twinkle of love, Pram who had not yet buttoned his white shirt immediately bowed. Clutching Kailla and helping his wife sit leaning on the bed.

And Kailla, of course, remains as spoiled as ever. Take advantage of this situation by immersing his face into Pram's burly body. Enjoying the masculine scent of that naked chest.

Just now that Pram was standing straight, Kailla had already caught her husband's waist and locked it with both hands. Close, as if afraid of escaping.

“Darling, I am not allowing you to go to the office today,” Kailla said in a powerful tone. Her head looked up to be able to look at the handsome face of her husband.

“I have a meeting this morning, Mommy,” whispered Pram, back bent.

With both hands cupped to Kailla's cheeks, Pram presents a thin kiss. Lightly sweep his wife's lips, before clenching tightly.

“Aaaaahhhhhh, my dear wife,” Pram said, tightening her arms, making it difficult for Kailla to breathe.

“Honey, I'm not letting you into the office today. You can lead the meeting from here,” asserted Kailla, still with his powerful voice. Patting his bed.

“Can't, Kai. No one in the office.” Pram explained the reason for his refusal.

The pregnant mother's lips pursed, with an adorable look trying to escape from the husband's embrace. “Go there!” Pushing the rough chest field before him, then folding both his hands on his chest. That pouting face cast a look.

“Hahahaha!” Pram chuckled. Instead of being angry, the man with a million patience for his spoiled little wife laughed happily. Touching Kailla's chin with her fingertips, directed the wryly sour face to look at her.

“Darling, don't get angry often. Pregnant women should smile every day.” Holding onto Kailla's face, slowly framing her puffed cheeks with both palms.

Not answering, Kailla was pouting. Throwing his gaze the other way, unwilling to look at the handsome face of the charming looking Pram. Her husband's smile was as bright as morning. Sweet and able to make it melt.

“I'm not going to the office today. Don't be angry anymore, Kai.” Pram. Back kissing Kailla's lips for a while, switch to tucking her distended stomach and rubbing her babies gently.

“Daddy's kids, please pass it on to mommy, yes. Do not often get angry at daddy,” said Pram, glancing at the wife who is still pouting.

Re-enforcing his burly body, Pram buttoned his work shirt. Walk towards the dresser and spray her expensive perfume.

“She did not want to go to the office but still continued her makeup show,” Kailla chirps, throwing away her gaze. The upset came again.

“ Pregnant mother why should be this sensitive,” whispered Pram slowly, smiling after tidying up her clothes. Back to Kailla.

“I have to meet this morning, from here, on this bed, by my beautiful wife's side,” Pram obviously at length. It looked as though Pram had dropped his body on the bed, sighing.

“Come smile now. I need your smile.” Pram still persuades.

Kailla. “No.”

“Yakin don't want?” ask Pram, flirt.

Kailla nodded.

“Good.” Pram pulled out his phone to call Stella. Waiting long enough, until a voice came from across.

“Ste, the bag I requested yesterday, please just cancel. My wife seems to ti ...” Pram could not continue his sentence, Kailla had already snatched the phone from his hand.

“Ste, you order what bag for me?” kailla asked after she had mastered her husband's phone. That happiness is blowing, beating his prestige.

“Let me send you a photo of her bag, Madam.” Stella answered.

“Alright, I'm waiting!” Kailla decided with a sweet smile. Sometimes staring at Pram with his eyes. The man was smiling.

“Thanks,” says Kailla. Suddenly, he hugged and hugged Pram tightly. Drenched her entire husband's face with her crisp laugh.

“Already, Darling. You're making me a mess now,” protests Pram, as Kailla locks her neck and twitches. Making Pram fall, collapse instantly on the bed with a loud laugh.

“Thanks, Honey. I like your gift.” A second after confirming what bag Pram was presented with from the photo Stella sent on her phone.

“Ya, don't sulk anymore. Can I help you take a shower now?” tawar Pram's.

Kailla nodded. “Have to carry. You haven't carried me in a long time, honey,” Kailla said, slowly.

“Hahaha. I can't do it anymore, Kai. My right leg has not healed completely. Especially now that you are heavier than me. I promise, after you give birth, I will carry you every day,” Pram said.

“Aaaahhh!” kailla's protest was heard again. Despite that, he relented this time.

***

Pram is already sitting leaning on the bed with his laptop on. His legs stretched forward, looking handsome in a neat suit, a white shirt with a black tie striped diagonally white. Black pants made of fabric are still neat shiny.

Staring seriously at the portable computer screen in front of him, Pram was listening to the explanation of one of the company managers through a headset attached to his ear. Sometimes Pram's voice speaks.

Beside him, the wife was leaning spoiled on her shoulders. Jemari the two of them were tied to each other on Kailla's lap.

“Darling, I love you.” Kailla swiped the headset from Pram's ear and whispered the word love there. Making the concentration of the man crumble instantly. Forgetting already with all the explanations of his subordinates, Pram happily smiled at Kailla.

The two are still staring at each other, sparkling eyes like teenagers who have just fallen in love. “I love you too,” said Pram without a sound. Just the language of the lips, accompanied by a soft, voluptuous sweep. Yes, Pram kissed his wife after pointing her laptop camera in any direction. Then throw a headset that has been detached from his head.

“How about we go to the field for a while, Kai,” bargain Pram with his teasing gaze.

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