The President's Wife

Chapter 25: Dinner

“MA!" snapped Pram.

“We're back. After mama said the words of mama, then I will step my foot here again!” threaten Pram, pull Kailla's hand following him.

Ibu Citra was surprised, not expecting Pram to react this hard on her. He knows his son well. Pram was harsh, but he was always gentle with her. Although sometimes Pram yells, but after that he will soften.

A much different attitude to what Pram is showing at the moment. His son even threatened him. And he was sure, Pram was not messing with his words. Ibu Citra chose to give up.

“Alright Pram, Mama apologizes,” said Ibu Citra stopped the steps of her son and daughter-in-law.

“Let's go home,” take Pram, take his wife to stay out of her mother's house. It's no use staying here. From the beginning his mother's intention was not to get to know Kailla, but to get rid of his wife.

Pram believes that letting his wife stay will only make Kailla more cornered and hurt.

“No, I don't want to go home!” push Kailla, smash Pram's hand rough. She had already turned around and prepared to face her mother-in-law who had already dared to trample over her pride as Pram's wife.

“Kai. Let your mom talk what. Let's just say we didn't hear it,” Pram persuaded.

“I promise I will not meet mama, before she changes and accepts you as my wife,” Pram promises, regains Kailla's hand, assures his wife of promises she will not deny.

“No, I'll show them. I can't be played. I'm not a weak woman!” reject Kailla, with full of emotion.

“Come on Kai, I beg you. Don't prolong the problem,” pinta Pram pleads.

“Actually what is your relationship with that aunt?” kailla asked, looking intently at her husband.

“Nothing. I have no relationship whatsoever,” said Pram.

Kaila was still staring at Pram, looking for the truth of the husband's words.

“I swear. Never mind having feelings, I never even looked at other women,” Pram assured.

“Alright, then come with me to see mama. Prove that you love me!” pinta Kailla, dragged Pram along to meet her mother-in-law who was standing at the door of the house.

“Sorry, Mama who wants Kinar to be a son-in-law. Not Pram's wish,” said Ibu Citra when Kailla and Pram were already standing in front of him. Forced to confess wrongly for his son Pram to return to him.

“Pram has nothing to do and has not accepted the proposal mama,” continued Ibu Citra.

Kailla glared back, staring at Pram. Ask her husband to answer. The words “belum” uttered Mother Citra provoked her emotions.

“Not received the point how?” kailla asked the two people who were standing not too far away from her.

“I won't accept it. To the death, my wife is just Kailla!” sahut Pram firmly.

“Come My darling!” get Kailla to pull Pram's hand into the house.

Kailla smiled cunningly as she passed by Mother Citra who saw her unblinking.

Mother Citra could only shake her head, when she saw her son shrieking and not having the courage as usual. Much different from the Pram he has known so far. Dare to speak loudly, bully him and Kinar when there is something not liked.

“Yes God, my son!” said Ibu Citra in my heart.

Kailla smiled at Kinar. Staring at the woman who looks perfect with her beautiful evening dress.

“Darling, you didn't introduce me to this aunt,” Kailla said hugging tightly on Pram's arm. Intentionally insinuating Kinar whose age was far above it.

“Hai, we have not officially met. My name is Kailla, Auntie. His only wife Reynaldi Pratama,” said Kailla smiling, thrusting her hand in front of Kinar.

With hesitation, Kinar received Kailla's helping hand, while looking at Pram with a wounded look.

“Kinar. call Kinar only,” Pinar slowly, bow your head.

“Ah, can't Aunt. My husband always said I should be respectful to people older than me, ” Kailla said, smiling sweetly.

“Yes right Darling?” ask Kailla to make sure.

“Justify mama?” kailla asked again, turning to look at Mother Citra.

“I have to be polite to everyone older than me,” Kailla said looking for justification from the mother-in-law.

“Already Kai, let it go. Let's go home now,” get Pram around Kailla's waist. Pulling his wife away from Kinar.

“Ma, we go home,” pampit Pram.

“I don't want to go home yet, honey. Mama has prepared food for us,” refused Kailla, whining. Releasing himself from Pram's arms, changing to tightly hug Mother Citra's arms.

“I want to know near mom. My husband said there was no word for your mama or my mama. I'm married to Pram, so mama is my mama too,” Kailla said.

“Let's eat now. You guys are hungry right,” said Ibu Citra smiled. Forced to hold Kailla's hand.

Arriving at the dining table, Ms. Citra began to show her fangs. He was already sitting on one of the chairs surrounding the round dining table, taking Pram and Kailla to sit on his right and left side.

“Come eaten,” he said gently to his son and daughter-in-law.

“Kinar, let's sit here, we eat together. Please prepare food for Pram,” pinta Ibu Citra, pointing her index finger at the empty seat next to Pram. Asking Kinar to sit right next to his son.

As Kinar sat down and prepared to fill the rice on the plate, Pram chose to stand up. Walking over to Kailla who was sitting on the right side of the mother.

“What do you eat, honey?” pram asked who suddenly touched Kailla's shoulder from behind

His hand had already taken over the rice barrel that was in Kinar's hand, filling the white rice onto Kailla's plate.

“Or fried chicken or fried shrimp flour?” tawar Pram prepared to fill the side dishes to his wife's plate.

“Anything Sweetheart,” sahut Kailla smiled, hugging tightly the waist of Pram who was standing next to her at this time. The tip of his eyes could glance at the in-laws who looked annoyed.

Mother Citra sighed many times. He stroked his chest to see his son's behavior. Not one bit think Pram who had been seen cold and untouched by Kinar so like this.

“Take for mama,” whispered Pram to his wife, after finishing preparing Kailla's meal. Handing his wife a rice spoon.

“Iya Darling,” sahut Kailla according.

“Mama, what can I get?” kailla asked, surprising Mother Citra suddenly.

“Anything,” said Ms Citra who began to have headaches imagining what her son's domestic life would be like. Where should the wife serve him, but this is the opposite. His favorite son serves his wife.

His eyes looked at the bowed Kinar looking at the empty plate. Embossed pity and guilt, seeing Kinar who was not considered at all by Pram.

“Im sorry mom, Kinar,” whispered Mom Citra, patting Kinar's arm gently.

“Tante, can I get you too?” kailla asked smilingly at Kinar, thrusting her hand ready to welcome the empty plate of Kinar.

“No, thanks.” Kinar refused.

“Honey, want me to get it too?” kailla asked, looking at Pram sitting next to her.

“No. I'm not hungry,” said Pram smiled.

“All right we share,” said Kailla, hugging Pram's arm, kissing her husband's cheek at a glance.

“Spend your food, after that we go home,” whispered Pram, put on a smile.

Pram looked at Kinar and his mother alternately. I don't know what these two guys were planning. What is clear is that at the moment everything is falling apart because of him and Kailla.

“Ma, why not eat?” tanya Pram stared at the rice that was still intact in front of Ibu Citra.

“Mama is no longer appetite,” said Ms Citra who has been holding back her upset since.

“Mama, want me a bribe too?” tawar Kailla who had just fed a spoonful of rice and side dishes to her husband's mouth.

Ibu Citra was already unable to answer, just waving her hand a sign of refusing. By being forced to spend the food that Kailla had prepared on her plate.

After dinner, Pram returns farewell. But Ibu Citra kept him. He invited his son to talk in the room. She understood, her daughter-in-law Kailla was quite tough even if she was just a child. She won't be able to touch him, while Pram is next to her.

“Pram, can we talk in the room?” Ibu Citra asked, looking at Kailla.

“What's Ma? Just talk here. I'm not good with my wife. Later he thought I was hiding a secret from him,” refused Pram, followed by staring at his wife.

“Good. Tell me about my daughter-in-law's family. Mama think, it is also necessary to be introduced to both parents of your wife,” said Ibu Citra surprise Pram.

Tbc

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