The President's Wife

Chapters 2. The Battle of Kailla

Reynaldi Pratama Residence, President of RD Group.

A couple still fighting in the middle of the night. Only the sound of a loving sigh mixed with the pounding waves, faintly heard from the bedroom window. The white curtain that swung was blown by the night breeze, camouflaged by yellowing, fading sleeping lights.

“Darling, I love you,” Pram said stingingly in the end. He peeked Kailla's forehead at a glance, then he looked tired beside his wife. Kailla, who was also exhausted, could only close her eyes with her disappointed face. As usual, he failed again.

Pram still refuses to give him a baby, preferring to throw all his seeds outside or put them in a safety bag.

Kailla's not discouraged. With a gurgling step grabbed her nightgown that Pram threw to the floor a moment ago. Put it back on and smile sly. His hand has reached for the phone, set an alarm for 03:00 in the morning.

“I'm sorry, Honey. I have to keep fighting to be able to carry your child,” whispered Kailla peeping Pram's temples are already asleep.

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A burly hand emerged from under the blanket, preparing to turn off the loud and disorganized voice that disturbed his sleep in the morning blind. Pram had not had time to throw a cellphone that makes a noise without a pause, Kailla had first risen from her sleep and turned off the cellphone alarm with a smile.

A sly grin reappeared on Kailla's pretty face, staring at her husband's burly body . The man was sound asleep, with no clothes on his soft bed. Just covered in a thick blanket and comfortable at the waist down.

Kailla's already lowered the rope in her nightgown. Making the thin satin dress sag down, barking on the floor and coiling resignedly at her feet. With a plain body without a thread, she stepped closer to her husband. Kaila knew, once she touched her husband's body, she would end up in the old man's hands without mercy.

“I can what. This is one of my efforts,” whispered Kailla.

Her pointy index finger had touched Pram's pectoral muscle. Kaila knew she would soon be eaten by her husband. Disturbing Pram at this time, is tantamount to disturbing the sleeping tiger. He should be willing to be attacked without a fight. Can only sigh resignedly under the dashing body of a Pratama Reynaldi.

“Hmmm,” Kailla muttered before starting everything.

A sly grin appears to her multiple times, along with unknowingly the embarrassment of Kailla's hand infiltrating her under the covers. Gently rubbing the belly of the bread ripped her husband. The hand was getting naughty when he saw Pram's little squirm that started to piqu.

“Honey," whispered Kailla in Pram's ear. He deliberately exhaled a rough breath there. Trying to wake her husband who still closed his eyes.

“Why, Dear?” pram asked in a hoarse voice, when he felt Kailla disturb his mainstay tiger who was sleeping fast.

“I miss you,” whispered Kailla slowly. The rubbing of her hands further down and ended up on the property of her husband who began to stiffen down there.

This is the fourth year of their marriage. Many changes, in both lives. In addition to the increasing age. Kaila is even more daring to tease Pram. In fact, not infrequently he makes Pram can not sleep for the sake of wanting to have a child.

“Don't bother him, Honey. You will be exhausted later,” said Pram slowly, reminding his naughty wife.

“Honey, I will fly the plane this time, yes?” pinta Kailla spoiled.

“Hmmmm,” Pram murmur. He did not answer. Pram has been very familiar with his wife. Just by smelling the scent of Kailla, he could already guess the contents of the mind of the woman who accompanied her sleep and her days for these four years.

Staring at Pram who was not so responsive, Kailla immediately pulled the thick blanket and overstressed her husband's body. She smiled when she saw Pram who closed her eyes again, but the rest of her husband's body was ready to fly with her.

Without waiting any longer, Kailla immediately started it. There is no excuse or excuse first. Pram opened his eyes instantly as he sensed his own had already entered the deepest part of his wife.

“Kai," he said suddenly, looking at his wife who was already sitting on his body.

“You're not tired?” pram asked, closing my eyes. He remembered just a few hours ago they fought and even threw Molotov cocktails at each other. Clothes are still on the floor.

“No," said Kailla smiling. This time, however, it should succeed. During this time she struggled to get pregnant again, but Pram always broke her struggle.

“Shortly, Kai. I have to use the safety,” pinta Pram, plead. Pram has memorized all of Kailla's strategies, in order to achieve his wishes. He doesn't want to be helped though. It's for the good of both of them.

There will be a good time, to bring a tiny baby in her household, but not now.

“I beg you, this time no Darling,” reject Kailla spoiled.

Kailla's been leading the game, not this time. It has even been since she had a miscarriage. Kaila is trying to get pregnant again, even though she's still scared.

However, she wants to get pregnant for Daddy, who has been in a coma for almost 3.5 years. Kailla hopes that, with the news of her pregnancy, Daddy will be excited and struggle to wake up from his long slumber.

Kailla is tired of being on top of Pram, she has to fight hard so that Pram can finish everything. She needs Pram to get pregnant. I don't know how many times he climaxed, he was tired and tired. However, her husband still has not sincerely donated the prospective child in his womb.

“Honey, you don't want to go out yet?” kailla asked stupefiedly, with sweat flooding her body. His hands were tightly coiled around Pram's neck, which was leaning against the head of the bed. He was already completely exhausted at this moment, even his waist felt almost broken.

Pram shook his head, he knew his wife was not enjoying anymore. The caillas are completely exhausted. His wife's tiny body had started to tremble, exhausted. No longer able to fight or challenge him.

“Honey, ma .. forgive me,” whispered Kailla stammering and weakening. She gave up and fell on her husband's shoulder.

Pram let go of his unification. Kailla's lips were pale and dried up, the energy drained after several self-discharge. It looks like Pram put his wife to sleep. No matter how long Kailla struggled alone, she chose to endure and not get carried away by the flow of her wife. Although he had to take pains not to follow his lust.

“Honey, forgive me,” whispered soft Pram. Tidying up some hair that irritates his wife's face. The exhausted face had already started to fall asleep, hugging the bolster with a smile.

There were drops of water falling from Pram's eyes. Not only this time, it has been many times since the sad event that Pram had to see his wife sleeping brought disappointment. However, he could do nothing. There is a blessing to be put in his pocket. Until now, he is still trying and fighting to get it. Struggling to ask for his birth mother's blessing, to accept Kailla as his wife.

“I'm sorry, Honey. Please wait for me. I will fight for you,” whispered Pram, rubbing Kailla's innocent back.

Mama's words before Kailla had a miscarriage were always ringing in Pram's ears. How mama with not having her feelings, cursed his wife and his future son. Even though you do not know the true situation, it does not feel appropriate to swear and bad prayers are addressed to innocent people. Moreover, the prayer is intended for his wife, the woman who will give birth to his descendants.

***

As usual, that morning Kailla woke up late. Pram who was still curled up on the same blanket, smilingly stared at the plain beautiful face that had filled his bed all along.

“Sayang ... wake up,” call Pram, shake Kailla's body slowly.

“Let's wake up, Honey,” call Pram again. Both of his hands tightly hugged Kailla's plain body, squeezing intoxicating twin mounds so that the owner was disturbed.

“Honey," call Pram, exhale rough in his wife's left ear. Instantly make Kailla squirm.

“What time is it now?” kailla asked, still closing her eyes.

“Six morning!” sahut Pram, surprise his wife suddenly.

Suddenly Kailla got up from her sleep, sitting while squeezing her dizzy head from being forced to rise when she was not ready.

“I'm late, Honey,” said Kailla squeezed.

Pram chuckled at the sight before him. Kailla forgot to cover her innocent body with a blanket. There were a lot of reddish marks from his work last night, almost all over his wife's smooth body.

“Let's skip today,” bargain Pram.

“We continue the battle this morning,” Goda Pram.

He plans to invite Kailla to spend the day alone in the room. He won't be going to the office nor will he allow Kailla to go to college.

“I don't want to! I need to finish college soon. Didn't you promise, will give me the gift of a baby in here if I have finished my S1,” Kailla said, smiling as she rubbed her flat stomach.

“Come get ready,” take Kailla. He was already standing on the bed and ready to jump down, rushing to the bathroom.

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