The President's Wife

Chapter 34: Learn to Be a Good Wife

Kailla leaned against her husband's body. There was a lot of feeling after hearing Pram's honesty. Although in the story, daddy looks so terrible and makes a lot of mistakes. For Kailla, daddy's still the best.

“Honey..., are you going to hurt daddy?” kailla asked suddenly, looking up.

“My love for you exceeds anything. Understand that sentence, you must find the answer,” said Pram, smiling.

“Thanks Darling,” says Kailla, kisses her husband's lips.

“Have you been depressed living with me all this time? Am I so curbing all your freedom? Is there still less of all my love for you?” pram asked, looking at the bead of his wife's eyes who was now tracing the curve of her face with the tip of her fingers.

Kailla.

“How much is your love for me?” ask Pram.

Kaila did not answer, only constantly peeping her husband's face.

“Don't tell me your love is just as much as this kiss, as much as the word love you said to me. Ah!! I'm disappointed Kai,” said Pram chuckled, rubbing his chest with his right hand.

Buk!!! Kailla's fist landed on Pram's chest.

“Darling, why is it so strange. I love you,” Kailla said, pouting.

“Iya I know, right now you love me. But when that Korean oppa-oppa came to you, Reynaldi Pratama disappeared instantly from your brain,” Pram said tapping Kailla's temple with his index finger.

“Maybe you forgot me, even forgot all my kindness and love for you. All you remember is all the wounds I gave you.”

“Darling why talk like this,” said Kailla pouting.

“Kai, promise me. Suppose your heart turns away from me one day, keep your pride as long as you are still the wife of Reynaldi Pratama, do not let anyone touch you,” pinta Pram.

“Hah! Why are you talking like this?”

“I don't want everyone to look down on you. The heart can cheat, no one will know. But don't let your affair touch you, before I let you go.”

“I don't want the world to punish you because I tied you up as my wife. If I can't be with me anymore, just ask me, I'll let you go. But before that happens, I will fight for you until my last breath,” Pram said gently stroking his wife's back.

“Haaaaaaa, don't say that. I only have you. I'm not going anywhere,” says Kailla.

Pram smiled, kissed Kailla's lips at a glance.

“Are you sure, these sweet-tasting little lips can be trusted?” ask Pram, waiting for an answer.

“Eh wrong, it doesn't taste sweet. The taste of the team rice is still left here,” Pram joked, rubbing Kailla's lips with the tip of her thumb.

“Honey..., instead of us honeymoon?” kailla asked to switch the conversation.

“Hmmmmm.., then?” ask Pram smile. Both of his hands were already clutching the slender waist that was still at home sitting on his lap.

“We go alone?” ask Kailla curiously.

“Why, would you like to bring your affair?” pram asked half-jokingly, but there was seriousness in it.

“You mean?” ask Kailla wonder.

“I mean to take Ricko with us?” pram asked, shooting straight away.

“Darling, anything at all!” grouse Kailla.

“Your account is cheating on me. All this time, don't think I don't know. You often cry on whose shoulders!” pram surprised Kailla.

“I don't have any feelings for him. He's my friend,” Kailla said, replying.

“For you he is your friend, for him not necessarily so,” said Pram, reminded.

“Are you he often kisses your forehead?” ask Pram again.

“Hah?!”

Kailla.

“I don't feel it.”

A flick landed back on Kailla's forehead.

“You are too busy with your tears and cries, to the point of not realizing anyone is taking a chance from you!”

“Is that?” kailla asked, touching her forehead.

“Iya. Sometimes I wish you could be as smart as other wives. Not this smooth,” said Pram sighed, closing his eyes.

“I also do not want to have to keep binding you like this,” continued Pram.

“I'm so stupid in your eyes, honey?” ask Kailla pout.

“You're just smart in bed. Can't cook, can't take care of your husband, even take care of yourself too you can't afford.” said Pram, laughing.

“Ah..!” grouse Kailla.

“I'm serious, that's what you really are. If it wasn't for my request, you wouldn't have made breakfast for me, wouldn't have wanted to provide all my needs in the morning.” Pram explained.

“Sayang.....”.

“Don't whine straight at me! Later I will devour you here,” Goda Pram.

“But it's not your fault entirely, me and daddy are also responsible for all of your nature. We pamper you too much,” continued Pram.

“Darling, I was so badas a wife?” ask Kailla.

“For others, including mama maybe yes. But for me, you are the best,” said Pram.

“Come!” pinta Pram, hugging his wife's tiny body.

“Kai, can you learn to be a good wife according to the Indonesian National Standard. I want to be able to show the world how perfect Kailla, my wife.” whispered Pram, in the ear of his wife.

“What should I do?” ask kailla.

“Think of it yourself!”

“If you could be like the other wives out there, I would definitely treat you differently. Don't think I'm happy tying and restraining you like this,” Pram continued.

“Sayang..,” says Kailla back.

“From yesterday you can only call Darling continuously. Think about what you should behave like to mama later in the afternoon. Show your best quality. Make mama open her eyes, prove to her that I didn't choose you wrong as my wife and the person I love the most,” Pram whispered back.

Kailla's stunned.

“I made a promise to mama, make you the best daughter-in-law and wife, please cooperate with me, dear.”

Kailla smiled and nodded, though,

“Next week have Sam take you to a car driving course and grab your SIM. But you can only take your own car with my permission. Understand?”

“So what are my driving skills for if you still do not allow me to bring my own car.”

“Learn to be a good wife. For one change, I'll take off one bond that has been entangling you all this time.”

“Until I finally get to do all the things others do too?” ask Kailla to make sure.

“Iya...,” sahut Pram smile.

“Prove to me, if you have really chosen to be an adult.”

“Learn to cook, not only can process eggs ceplok only,” continued Pram.

Kailla shut her mouth. Pram has never protested with his breakfast. But the next time her husband spoke up.

“Do you mind my homemade breakfast all this time?” ask Kailla.

“I never mind. I don't even need you to be able to cook the truth. I can still afford five-star chefs though,” Pram explained.

“But learn to cook for yourself, not for me. I personally, do not mind making anything, as long as it is from your hands,” continued Pram.

“Come down now, otherwise we will be here longer.” said Pram, prepare to lower Kailla.

“I love you Honey,” Kailla said, rubbing Pram's hair.

“I'm tired of hearing it, honey. Can make me feel it. I want to feel your love, not just hear from your chatty lips,” pinta Pram, pinching his wife's lips so it looks adorable.

Kailla hugged her husband tightly. Pecking all the faces that still look handsome at his age who is not young anymore.

“Can you feel?” kailla asked after stopping the action.

“Hahahaha!” pram's laughter broke out, unable to answer anymore.

“This is proof of love Kailla Riadi version Dirgantarakah?” pram asked, back to laughing.

“Sayang...,” whine Kailla.

“Prove you love me when you meet my mom later in the afternoon. Please be patient for any words that might hurt you. Always remember, he was hurt by daddy. Although it is not your obligation to pay for all the actions of daddy, but please understand for the heavy and full of wounds that he has been through so far.”

“I also did the same to daddy, please treat my mama as well as I treat your parents,” pinta Pram.

“Iya. but if mama hurts me again.”

“Confirm me. Your husband will not remain silent. I won't let anyone hurt you, including my mom.”

“Kinar problem, don't care. Girls like Kinar are a lot out there. You cannot eradicate them one by one,” continued Pram.

“If it happens, it is not their fault entirely. They can act when your husband opens the door and asks her to come in. Otherwise, they could only stare from the sidelines.”

“Jaga your husband alone Madam, there is no need to fight with a woman who is not your class. If that happens, kick your husband away,” said Pram.

“How can I rest easy, when other women want to take mine!” gerutu Kailla, don't accept.

“During this, I understand too. It's not easy to avoid. Don't you think why Bayu is now with me at all times?”

Kailla.

“Fill your brain is what Dear.” Prams complaining.

“Actually I am also afraid. I never met Mama and Kinar alone. Bayu always accompany me, even to the dining table.”

“I never stay at mama's place. I'm afraid they set me up. I've been framed Anita, not funny still got to be stuck back. I am ashamed at my age if it happens,” Pram explained.

“Honey......,” call Kailla smile.

“Already, don't get angry anymore, don't take it anymore. I'm tired of serving you, baby.”

Kaila had already sniffed on Pram's chest, enjoying the warm and sweaty scent of her husband.

“Kai, I haven't had a bath since yesterday morning,” said Pram terbahak, as his wife sniffed in his chest.

“Ah.. You messed it all up,” complained Kailla.

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