The President's Wife

Chapter 20: Kailla's Temptation

Kailla came out of the study with a grunt, in contrast to the look on Pram's face that was beaming as if she had just won a lottery draw.

“Sam, save that pack!” kailla ordered Sam who was sitting on the floor almost to sleep hugging the butelan on his chest.

Unlike Sam, Ricko chose to stand by the door while counting the money in his account. It is roughly able to survive how long it will take to sustain its life in Jakarta. He's not ready to quit this job. Moreover, the salary here is quite large for the driver's job, where he only graduates from High School.

“Ah.. already Non. How to play fast?” sam asked, looking at the smile on Pram's face.

“Plakkk! Kailla hit her assistant's arm.

There's no game. You and Mr. Pram still haven't made a peace treaty. At times, the war can still happen. You guys have to get ready,” Kailla explained.

“Can I send nuclear or cannon to your handsome Pak Pram charming no match for this!” kailla said annoyedly, as she walked towards her room.

“Good Job, Sam!” praise Pram, after making sure Kailla is not seen again.

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Kaila came out of the bathroom with her hair still wrapped in a white towel. Hurry up to the dresser to dry her long hair.

His hands were still busy with the hairdryer, as Pram walked into the room with a plate of food in his hand.

“Honey,” greet Pram, gently touch the shoulder of Kailla who is still wrapped in bathrobe. Her hand had already put a plate of Kailla's dinner on the dresser.

Kailla just stared at a glance, a plate of white rice complete with scrambled vegetables and fried chicken.

Pram smiled, staring at the beautiful reflection that was pouting looking at him from the mirror.

“Iya I know, tonight I will sleep on the sofa,” Pram said, his index finger pointed at the long sofa in their bedroom. He already understood and understood the meaning of his wife's frown.

“Aparticularly?” todong Kailla, still upset looking at Pram.

“I can't touch you,” says Pram.

“Good. Remember promise! A real man will not break his own words!” Kailla said ketus.

“OK!” Pram answered.

“Kai, tomorrow we will meet papa, after just visiting mama,” explained Pram, suddenly.

His feet stepped towards the sofa and dropped his body there. A little relieved, at least he can still sleep in the same room, even though he can not share the bed with his wife.

“Hah?! You mean papa and mama don't live together?” ask Kailla wonder.

“Iya..” Only a short answer came out of Pram's lips, no further explanation.

“Dispersed?” ask Kailla again. But Pram did not answer at all.

“Just learn. Grandma attached her mouth like a chilli, where there are men who can survive with it,” kaila chirp origin.

Which in his mind the father-in-law who had separated from his mother, maybe divorced because it could not stand the behavior of the mother-in-law.

“Kailla...!” Pram reminded while shaking his head. He could clearly hear his wife mocking his mother.

Kailla shut her mouth.

“Sorry, dear,” Kailla said slowly, realizing her mistake of calling her mother-in-law impolite.

“Do not take care of others, just think of yourself how to treat your husband,” continued Pram, insinuating. Pram was already lying on the sofa, straightening his legs.

Kailla gave an annoyed look, hearing the words coming out of Pram's spicy mouth.

“The mouth is like a woman. Nagging me continues!” gerutu Kailla, looked at the chuckling Pram looking at him.

“Alright, I'll fuck you!” inner Kailla.

“Already!” kailla said, bringing the face closer to the mirror. Paying more attention to the details of his perfectly groomed facial skin. He patted her cheek gently with both hands.

The sea breeze that enters through the window of the room that is not closed perfectly adds to the cold temperature in the room. The white curtains that hung were also waving small, blown by the night wind.

Kailla had already come out of the walk in closet, still with the body wrapped in the same bathrobe. Smiling sinisterly looked at Pram who had closed her eyes, but she was sure that her husband had not really fallen asleep.

With a gurgling step, body language that is deliberately tempting. Kailla hummed a little, standing not far from her husband lying down. With her clenched fingers, she had already pulled the bathrobe strap that was tying around her waist.

Sretta!! The leash came off, dangling down.

Kailla easily releases the body-covered bathrobe and throws it right into Pram's face. Yes, she purposely threw it in her husband's face.

“Kai, what the heck.. i.” Pram did not continue his words. His lips clenched, his brain paused for a moment.

As he managed to get rid of the bathrobe that covered his face suddenly, his gaze was stunned, staring at Kailla who was standing up to challenge him with a body barely t”elangelang. His wife was simply wrapped in transparent lingerie, which could not hide anything. Pram can see everything.

Kailla was standing in front of her like a model with a challenging pose and a seductive smile.

“Remember Honey, you can't touch me tonight!” Kailla smiled, raising both of her eyebrows while teasing Pram.

“Kai..”.

“ Dear..,” call Pram, swallow saliva. Staring at Kailla from head to toe, nothing was missed. His wife was really teasing him.

“Iya Darling,” replied Kailla smiling mischievously.

“I suggest you sleep outside only. I'm not sure you can afford to miss out tonight as a true knight if you still force yourself to sleep here!” sindir Kailla, pulled out her broken hair. Watching her tie neck, which seemed to be asking for a wet sneak.

“Kai... You are pranking me now?” pram asked, shaking his head.

“No, I just want to sleep right now, no intention of messing with you. Like less work,” said Kailla, approaching Pram.

“Please, dinner is taken out,” continued Kailla again, rubbing Pram's face with her lentic fingers.

“Honey, good night. I hate you right now,” Kailla said, bowing and whispering in Pram's ear.

Kaila exhaled a rough breath there and deliberately stuck her chest on Pram's arm. Making her husband crazy and unable to take his eyes off.

“Darling, can our quarrel continue tomorrow morning? How about tonight we make up first?” tawar Pram opened his voice, holding the hand of Kailla who was about to step away.

“No!!” kailla said, biting her lower lip.

“Please?” pinta Pram with a face that is pungent and pleading.

“Tonight we forget our showdown for a moment. I promise I won't lie to you again, Kai,” Pram said.

“Stay no,” reject Kailla, deliberately puffing her chest.

Kailla was just about to step towards her soft bed, but she had already turned around again issuing threatening words.

“Dare to touch me tonight, not just Bentley. I'll make sure you drown your Lambo in the sea across the house!” threaten Kailla, point her index finger at Pram.

“We'll see you later tonight. Who will win Kai!” sahut Pram half-screamed looking at Kailla who was hiding under the covers.

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