The President's Wife

Chapter 26: Kailla and Mother Citra

“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.

“Alright,” suhut Pram after thinking for a moment. He should have told a lot about his wife to her mother.

“Honey, I have business with mama,” said Pram, approaching Kailla. Ask for a little understanding. Pram chose to talk alone with his mother. He was worried that his mother would put out words that could hurt his wife.

“I'm coming!” pinta Kailla, grab Pram's arm. Kailla cannot leave Pram alone with her mother after knowing the bad intentions of Mother Citra who wants to match her husband with another woman.

“Kai, I beg you,” pinta Pram, shaking your head.

“No, I don't want to. I fear you waver when mama whines at you to marry that Auntie,” Kailla said, staring at the mother-in-law and her husband alternately.

“Kai..

“Stay no! I'm coming, even though I'm just gonna be a listener. I promise I won't trouble you,” Kailla's request.

Pram was forced to nod rather than prolong the problem.

***

The three of them were already sitting sweetly, with Pram next to Kailla, and Mother Citra sitting in front of her. The room was quite relieved and most importantly closed, their conversation would not be heard out.

“My wife is my only child. My mother-in-law died giving birth to her, her father was sick, hospitalized in recent years,” Pram told me, opening the conversation.

“What does his parents do?” mother Citra asked looking at Kailla with a probing look.

“Her father has a company in the property field. And since I got married I helped take care of it,” said Pram, smilingly looking at Kailla who was sitting next to him. His wife was tightly hugging his arm spoiled.

“No other family?” ask Mother Citra again.

Pram shook his head.

“How old is he?” ask Mother Citra back.

“Twenty-four years.”

Mother Citra smiled wryly, imagining such a long distance. Twenty years is not the ideal distance for a married couple. But he chose silence and did not discuss it further.

From earlier his brain was looking for cracks and defects of the son-in-law, who could beat both of them back. At least he still hopes to marry Pram to his chosen woman, the right woman. Not like the wife that Pram introduced him to at the moment.

“Work or just spend your money Pram?” ask Mother Citra again with ketus.

“Ma.!” snapped Pram.

“My wife is still in college,” said Pram, trying to dampen her emotions.

Kaila who started to get hooked, let out her voice this time.

“I went to college and spent my husband's money, Ma,” Kailla said.

“I have bought all branded bags, but still the money is not exhausted,” said Kailla, lifting her handbag, showing the expensive bag she carried.

Mother Citra stroked the chest, what kind of daughter-in-law did her son actually carry at this time. Dare to talk like that in front of him.

“Kai, enough,” pinta Pram after seeing his mother who closed her eyes, trying to calm down and not provoked by his wife's answer.

“No Darling. Mama should know, all my advantages.”

“You must not have told me that I have destroyed your favorite car worth billions of rupiah.” Kailla again revealed something that made Mother Citra surprised.

“Pram, is that right?” mother Citra asked, patting her chest in disbelief.

“Iya Ma. Coming home from my mom's house later, I plan to sink her other sports car!” kailla explained again with a fiery voice.

“Jeez Pram, how do you educate your wife.”

“Pram,” call Mother Citra patted her son's arm that did not react anything. Just watch his wife talk.

“Ma, if you can ask, can you find a young wife for my husband who is younger than me. For example, who just finished his High School or just got his first menstruation. Don't be aunts who are far above me. It's really embarrassing to feel,” grumbled Kaila, venting his frustration.

“Kai, already Kai. We go home now,” pinta Pram, pull his wife's hand.

“No, what else do you want to know about me?” ask Kailla to challenge.

“How long have you been married?” Ibu Citra interrogated him again. I don't want to believe and can't accept the truth. The son who had been considered still alone, suddenly admitted to having a wife and took her before his eyes.

“Almost four years.” This time Pram answered.

Ibu Citra smiled, after hearing the answer of the last Pram. Like getting a fresh breeze, to send a crushing blow to the son-in-law. He was looking for a way to silence his daughter-in-law's mouth.

“Married for four years, have no children!” chirps Mother Citra stared at the two in turn.

“Ma, I do not want to,” replied Pram, giving an explanation.

“Hahaha, you're almost half a century old, Pram. Talking to anyone no one will want to believe.”

“He who does not want or he who can not get pregnant?” mother Citra asked, launching a painful accusation in front of her son-in-law directly.

The look on Kailla's face changed, from smiling to cloudy. The mother-in-law's question was like a knife that was thrown right in her heart.

Her mother-in-law was not the first to accuse her. There have been others who have asked similar questions. Everyone thinks she's the one who doesn't want to have children, not her husband.

“Mama's passing! Why should I say words that hurt my wife. I won't visit you again, until Kailla forgives you!” said Pram.

“I don't want Kailla to get pregnant, before getting the blessing of mama,” Pram said again, hugging the silent Kailla and starting to cry.

“Come, we go home now,” take Pram.

“No. I don't want to go home!” sahut Kailla, rubbed the rough tears that fell on his cheek.

Approaching Mother Citra who was looking at her with a face that was difficult to express. An expression of disappointment and a little guilt for putting out words that might have scratched the heart of her daughter-in-law. Moreover, he heard himself an ultimatum from Pram. Who won't visit him again, before Kailla forgives him.

“I sacrificed my youth to marry your son!”

“I sacrificed my feelings for the sake of marrying that old man you called your son!” kailla said, starting to spill her feelings.

The feeling he has been holding so far. The pain he had been hiding for four years.

“I've been pregnant and miscarried. But after that, your son refused to get me pregnant!”

“Listen carefully, Mistress. I'm gonna prove I can and I'm gonna get pregnant. With or without your son!” kailla said, running out with emotion.

Mother Citra was stunned, standing stiffly in place. Looking at his son in panic as his wife cried.

“Do I have to weld Kinar and receive Pram's wife who is not in accordance with my expectations,” Inner Mother Citra.

“Kai...,” call Pram, come running after his wife.

“Kai, please forgive me!” said Pram, pull up Kailla's arm.

“Bay, we're home now!” kailla orders Bayu who is talking and laughing in the living room with Kinar.

“Ba-baik Non,” sahut Bayu, stand up and say goodbye to Kinar.

***

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