The President's Wife

Chapter 61: Kneading the Kinar

Pram with a feeling of annoyance came out of his mother's room, down the hospital corridor that was still quiet in the morning. Only occasionally seen hospital officials in white uniforms passing by, checking one by one patient's room.

With a rough rub of his face, Pram seemed to move his head left and right to loosen his stiff neck muscles due to sleeping on a soft bed that is not as plump as a luxurious mattress in his home.

However, Pram's steps stopped as he passed through the corridor towards the elevator. Surprised, barely believing what he saw. He repeatedly made sure what he saw was not wrong.

Deg—

His eyes were fixed on the beautiful figure who was sound asleep with a plain face on the waiting room bench, leaning on the shoulders of the familiar man.

“Kailla..”.

His feelings are mixed. Want to get angry but appear pity at the same time. The night he slept in the room, unaware his wife was holding back the cold of sleeping on a hard bench that was not even pleasant to sit on.

“Bay!!” he called out to pat the shoulder of the assistant who had already denied his orders. The clap was not able to wake Bayu, but instead disturbed his wife's deep sleep.

“Mmmm..,” Kailla muttered.

Pram immediately sat on Kailla's right side, taking over the head of his wife who had been sleeping on the shoulders of other men.

“Kai..., wake up Darling,” call Pram, gently stroke the cheeks that feel cold, because all night sleeping outside.

“Yes Lord,” murmur Pram.

Not until there, when holding Kailla's hand that was no less cold, his heart was again pinched.

“Honey wake up! We moved to sleep in the room.” Pram's still trying to wake Kailla up.

His wife, his sleepy man, still closed his eyes tightly. Because Kailla who was still asleep, as if not disturbed, forced Pram to carry it ala bridal style.

“Mmmm, where am I?” kailla asked suddenly, when she was in Pram's arms. Her consciousness was piqued as her body shook inside her husband's arms.

“We move sleep to room,” clear Pram.

Kaila opened her eyes, began to wake up and was fully conscious. Spoiled by draping both hands to the husband's neck, his head began to be leaned spoiled on the chest of her husband. The most comfortable place during their four-year marriage.

Passing Bayu, the man kicked his assistant so violently in his sleep that he was shocked. A strong kick hit the calf, contained the anger he was trying to hold. How not to get angry, Bayu instead of taking Kailla home, instead accompanied his wife to sleep outside. At the same time using his wife who is asleep so that she can lean friendly on his shoulder.

“B-bos!” said Bayu, surprised with round eyes almost out, staring intently at him. Not to mention the hardened jaw characteristic of a Pratama Reynaldi in times of wrath.

“Ma-sorry Boss,” said Bayu immediately stood up, downcast. When I have mastered the situation.

“Our business is not finished, Bay! After this, prepare yourself!” threaten Pram, past Bayu who stood frozen in place.

Pram kicked the door of his mother's room, after Kailla pulled down the white doorknob. The atmosphere in the room was still quiet. There was only Mother Citra who was still sleeping, more precisely unconscious from last night. There was no sign of Kinar in the room.

“Honey, put me down,” whispered Kailla as if afraid to sound.

Pram lowered his wife's body onto the sofabed where he slept last night.

“Ah, my body hurts all,” complains Kailla, straightening both legs. Pram stood bowing in front of his wife, reducing the distance between his face and Kailla. A smile appeared on his lips.

“Bad boys. I asked you to come home last night. But you instead choose camping in front of the room,” said Pram, pasting both their foreheads, then rubbing his nose in the nose taper his wife.

“Don't get angry again,” Kailla said with her promise, wrapping both hands around her husband's burly waist.

“I'm sorry. I'm so tired, I can't control my emotions. So scold you last night,” said Pram, tidying up the stricken child's hair covering part of Kailla's face.

Kailla nodded, smiling as she looked warmly at her husband. Accidentally the tail end of his eyes caught the figure of Kinar who had just come out of the bathroom. The woman closed her mouth, surprised to see her presence in the room.

“Alright, I'll show you where you are. You female fox! Let's see if you can smile like last night,” Kailla said in her heart.

“Sayang..,” Kailla said with her promise to put both her hands to her husband's neck.

With shamelessness, mel”umatize Pram's lips ferociously. Every now and then he glanced at Kinar whether the woman was still watching his show or leaving.

The man who does not know knowing his wife's cunning intentions is just enjoying, dissolves into the game of Kailla. Right now, he had already taken over, leading the matchup on lip.

Pram who almost reached the clouds, had forgotten where they were. His longing and regret last night made him enjoy what Kailla started. And Kailla just enjoyed. Enjoying what her husband is doing and enjoying the look of Kinar who looks upset looking at them.

The burly body was lying down with his wife with lips that returned each other kisses, getting deeper and more demanding. His hands also participated in the match this time. Infiltrate into his wife's t-shirt and gently rub what's in there.

As the kiss moved to his wife's neckline, making the first possession sign there, Kailla suddenly opened her voice.

“S*hittt! I'm crazy!” Pram curses himself who cannot control his desires and passions. Even now it is getting worse, not knowing the place and time.

A few seconds after mastering the situation, Pram turned his gaze to Kinar. The woman was covering her mouth with both hands, the look on her face was difficult to describe.

“Sorry,” said Pram, rushing up from his wife's body. A more apologetic word was directed at Kinar who was watching what he and Kailla were doing. Hurriedly tidying up the clothes Kailla who had revealed so that his wife's flat stomach plastered real.

“It feels like being caught again perverted citizens under a mango tree,” chirps Pram whispered, smiling looking lovingly at his wife.

Kinar looked down, still frozen in place. Kailla smiled, appreciating the crafty. His gaze was fixed on Kinar since earlier, hoping that the woman would immediately raise her face. He can't wait to celebrate his victory this morning.

“This little boy deliberately showed it to me!” batin Kinar was upset.

After the awkward atmosphere began to melt, Kinar had returned to his usual attitude. Kailla was still sitting on the sofa hugging Pram's arm, who was sitting next to her.

“Why not see me in the room last night?” ask Pram.

“I'm afraid you're going to kick me out again,” Kailla said by pushing her lips forward.

“Hahaha, am I all that in your eyes?” pram asked, gently patting Kailla's hand that was tightly locking her arm.

“He-em.., I thought you wanted to enjoy a night together with Kinar, so I chose to give up. Spending my nights with Bayu alone, occasionally flirting with the guard doctor who served at the end of the corridor,” Kailla said casually, hiding her jealousy.

“What did you do last night with Bayu?” ask Pram, glaring.

“It turns out Bayu is softer than you, honey. His body is also more stocky everywhere,” said Kailla, increasingly provoking Pram emotions.

“You want me to kill him after this?” pram asked annoyed.

“Hahahaha.!” Kailla's laughter broke.

“I'm going to have to go to the office in a moment,” said Pram suddenly stopped Kailla's laughter.

“Seriously? At a time like this you still want to go to the office?” kailla asked in surprise, barely believing. Staring at his in-laws who were lying unconscious.

It's not that Kailla doesn't know how unfortunately Pram is with her mother, but she chooses to go to work when her heart is in turmoil worrying about her mother's condition.

Pram breathed a heavy sigh. It was hard, when his heart wanted to keep his mother, but he had job responsibilities.

“Yes, but I also have other responsibilities. The doctor told me mom was okay. At least there is Kinar who takes care of mama here.”

“On the shoulders of your husband there is the fate of thousands of employees. I cannot ignore my work, just because of personal matters,” said Pram with full confidence.

“I have to make sure the company keeps running. At the same time make sure the glass cabinet in our room remains filled with bags of the latest collection from my wife's favorite brand,” Pram again.

“Ah.., I love you,” said Kailla kissed her husband's lips.

Pram walked over to Ibu Citra, clutching a wrinkled hand stuck in an infusion needle.

“Ma, I have to go to the office now. At lunch I'll be here for a while. After the office I will take care of you,” whispered Pram, peeping his mother's forehead.

“I'll take care of mama!” kailla said suddenly. He's standing right behind Pram.

Kailla's sentence just surprised Kinar and Pram. The two stared at Kailla in disbelief.

“Why? She is my mother-in-law. Shouldn't I be the one guarding her.” Kailla answered the look of disbelief of her husband and Kinar.

“Kai, are you serious?” ask Pram, make sure.

“Yes, I'm serious. Shouldn't I take care of my mother, not anyone else. He's my in-laws, my husband's mom,” Kailla said, glancing at Kinar.

To be continued

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