The President's Wife

Chapter 44: Why Not Let Go

"Sorry sir, I didn't see anything" said the gardener stammering, immediately running away.

Pram smiled, biting his lower lip. Staring at Kailla who was laughing wide without a sound while covering her mouth. It's not the first time, but all too often they get caught kissing.

“As I said before, I wish there was a day where it was just the two of us. No need for an assistant row from the front gate to the back of the house.” Pram said, rubbing his own lips.

“Do not just laugh!” pram said back, patting his wife's cheek.

“Honey, don't you feel the punishment for Sam is excessive,” Kailla said suddenly.

Pram smile.

“Tell me what makes you feel it's excessive?” tanya Pram raised both his eyebrows in such a way.

“Don't you know Sam. His words meant nothing at all, he was just joking. There's no way she really wants to drown you,” Kailla explained.

“My wife is starting to think mature. I thought you guys were really going to drown me there,” Pram said. His feet had stepped, back to walk towards the house.

“Honey, where are you going? kailla shouted, standing up.

Both of her hands were already hugging Pram's waist while leaning on her husband's back. His feet stepped to adjust the rhythm of Pram's feet.

“I want to go to the room,” said Pram smiled, gently rubbed Kailla's hand that locked her waist.

When they entered the kitchen, they still passed by Ms. Sari. The assistant looked up at Kailla's walking behavior while clinging to her husband's back.

“Mom can see if there is a beautiful woman attached to me? I was followed by the cute girl waiting for the back dock,” Pram told Ibu Sari who nodded.

Kailla.

“Mother heard, the sound of her laughter was terrible,” Pram said, continuing his joke. Pretending shudder.

“Honey...,” call Kailla in a spoiled tone as usual.

“Hmmmmm, it turns out that he can speak human language as well,” continued Pram, continuing his steps towards the stairs that will take them to the second floor. The place where their bedroom is.

Accompanied by the gaze of Mother Sari who was getting used to Kailla's spoiled attitude towards her husband.

Chequek.

The bedroom door was open. And Pram immediately pulled his wife. Giving a hot kiss like on the edge of the dock, continuing what was delayed.

“Your clothes already smell with sweat and the heat of the sun,” Pram said, stripping one by one the fabric attached to his wife's body.

“Ah, you cheated me. The waiting girl of the dock just wants to be eaten too,” complained Kailla shortly before Pram held her and threw her on the bed.

“Have not protested much, the lips do not nag. Not tired,” said Pram smiled, restarting the investment process.

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The afternoon breeze blew, accompanying Sam who was still holding a water hose. His employer, Kailla, was forced to intervene to help. After trying to persuade Pram to get to the top of the bed still did not produce results.

Pram was standing on the edge of the courtyard with both hands folded on his chest. Staring at his wife who was almost drenched, holding a canoebo and drying the car sprayed wet his assistant, Sam.

Again, Pram smiled. Remembering what he and his wife had just done in the room.

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The flashback

Pram budging. Still with a naked body after the heat struggle, the man still shook his head. Rejecting loudly, Kailla's plea asking Pram to disallow the punishment for Sam.

“Darling, pity Sam. He's just kidding anyway. There's no way she'd want to drown you in the sea across the street,” persuaded Kailla to repeat the same sentence as before. Painting on her husband's bare chest with his lentic fingers.

“No Darling,” reject Pram.

“Didn't I comply with all your requests. I didn't follow his advice either. Indeed you think I am that easy to be swayed,” persuaded Kailla, hugging spoiled her husband.

“Cancel punishment for Sam, Darling,” refer Kailla.

“No, put on your clothes, honey. I have to check Sam's work,” Pram's orders, kiss Kailla's temple.

“I'll give you free service once again. I added a bonus,” Kailla said, throwing a blanket and showing off a plain body with a sprinkling of ownership stamps that flushed almost all over her chest.

Pram kept wearing his clothes, as Kailla grumbled in annoyance because the temptation this time was not working at all. She's been serving her husband's wishes, but still can't save Sam.

“Huh!” grunts Kailla, along to stand and get dressed, following Pram who had gone down first.

***

Pram's daydream stopped when Bayu suddenly stood next to him.

“Bay, my wife washed the car for the first time in her life. Maybe for the first time also he touched the washcloth,” Pram's story. His eyes did not come out of his wife Kailla. Where his wife goes, his eyes will follow. Whatever his wife does, that's what she notices.

Pram held back his smile, trying to look stiff and hideous. He could see the look on Kailla's annoyed face being offered to him.

“You know Bay, I trust Sam very much. Besides you, I put my full trust in him,” continued Pram.

“Stupid, sustenance and death, no one knows. I also can't predict how my life will be five minutes ahead. If it's on your shoulders, I leave my mama. On Sam's shoulders, I leave my wife and children,” Pram said with emotion and sadness that stifles in the chest every time he can not keep his wife and children alone.

“Bos, I will definitely keep your trust and trust,” said Bayu, replied with confidence and certainty.

“Thanks. I hope my breath can be invited to cooperate, until my children grow up. But if my breath betrays my body before my children are independent, what can I do. In addition to entrusting it to Sam,” said Pram.

“Why not take off Non Kailla to be self-sufficient, Boss?” asked Bayu, looking towards Kailla.

“I'm not ready!” Pram answered quickly.

“From the small me and Mr. Riadi look after him, not even mosquitoes dare to approach. My wife really doesn't know what social life is like. He has no friends, he has no one but me and you guys,” continued Pram.

“But he has learned a lot and is a little more mature than before. He had already begun to be able to accept, why he was different from other normal humans. Why couldn't he step outside carelessly, why did he have to be escorted every time. He has made peace for it,” explained Pram.

“And I salute, Non Kailla can live like this,” said Bayu.

“Yes, very sad. He missed a lot of things in his life. How could I hurt her, when the world was really unfair to her.”

“He never encountered any difficulties, even when there was a stone blocking his steps, he did not have to bother lifting his legs. Me and his daddy have solved all the problems in his life.”

“And that makes it always dependent on you, Boss.”

“Yes, and for that, I should have you guys guarding it,” Pram continued.

“You know, he doesn't even know how much inheritance he received, he never messes around with money. He never knew how cruel life was.”

“His life is filled with smiles and tears. He just needs to point with his finger and I will provide everything he asks.”

Bayu smile. It's not that he doesn't know, how Pram treats and spoils his wife.

“I've been used to pampering him since childhood. When I have to be hard on him, I can't,” continued Pram.

“You love him too much, Boss.”

“Maybe. But it wasn't my fault or daddy's entirely. 20 years my wife had to live in hiding from the world, there were many enemies lurking in her life. Only four years ago, he could live without the shadow of a threat again.”

“Andi when to get out of iron bars?” ask Bayu, considering the person who is most responsible for everything that happens in Kailla's life.

Pram.

“I'm gathering strength to build my own company. If it is not possible, I will release the RD Group and choose to save Kailla.”

“Bos, is there still a threat?” ask Bayu.

“Currently not. But I don't know in the future. I really don't know my in-laws. And my wife has to pay dearly because of her own daddy past.”

“How can I remove it from my golden cage,” said Pram smilingly, sighing harshly.

“Bay, please invite another assistant to help Sam. My favorite car does not need to be washed, it is rarely used. Not dirty,” pinta Pram, pat Bayu's arm.

His feet stepped forward, pulling his wife who was already starting to get cold. Playing water too long.

“Honey, come with me. Let Ricko and Bayu help Sam,” Pram said, pulling Kailla's hand, following her towards the side porch.

To be continue..

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