The President's Wife

Chapter 62: Changing places with Sam

“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.

Pram was speechless, immediately approached Kailla and hugged her. His feelings at this moment were uncertain. There's a happy mixed haru. But the worried tucked away that suddenly burst into his chest. How not, he must let go of his wife in the midst of people who hate and grudge.

A warm kiss was draped on the forehead, complete with a sweet smile full of pride. Whatever the reason, at least Kailla has understood his position as his wife.

“Thank you,” said Pram, with his hands already coiled around his wife's slender waist. Just now her lips were about to pop back in, but Kailla had already stopped her.

“There Aunty Kinar..,” reject Kailla whisper, hold Pram's lips with her palm.

Kinar, the woman Kailla was referring to, was just standing in the distance. Not wanting to get close, exactly not being able to get close. His feet seemed to be fixed in place, his presence was not considered at all by the two.

From last night until this morning his heart was already in flowers. Pram had been a little better to treat him, started to soften and willing to talk. Moreover last night he saw for himself, the mature man who filled his heart for almost 3.5 years was scolding his wife.

The series of happiness increased this morning can feel a warm embrace and kiss at the top of the head of a Pram who has been like a dream.

Dreams come true. I just want time to stop. Until now it still feels and is imagined. A smile rattled on Kinar's lips, remembering the incident he had missed with Pram, even though the man was unconscious.

Turning to Pram, the man still smiled happily after hearing his little wife's statement.

“Honey, you don't need to take care of mom, I don't allow it.”

After a long time of thinking, Pram finally issued his opinion. He chose not to allow Kailla to take care of her mother, even though she wanted it to happen in her heart.

“Darling, I beg you. I'm not willing, the Aunt took over my duties,” whine Kailla, occasionally glancing towards the Aunt she meant.

“No, you have to go to college,” reject Pram for the second time. His heart did not calm down if he let Kailla be in the middle of his mother and Kinar.

The corner of his wife's lips has not healed properly. He did not want the wounds on his wife's face to increase again. Yesterday's incident was his negligence and now he does not want to fail again to become a husband.

“Sayang... “ Whimper spoiled Kailla along with a friendly embrace on her husband's neck, is the ultimate weapon of Kailla to soften Pram's heart.

“No, you have to lecture.”

“How about after college?” tawar Kailla's.

“I promise I won't be naughty. It won't make a mess, it won't.... ”

The cup! Kissed, Kailla stopped talking.

“Stay no, let's go home now. Pamitan with mama,” said Pram, pulling his wife's hand closer.

Kailla said she would not argue for now. But don't call Kailla if you can't make what she's planning. Especially when it comes to women who are considered female foxes. He won't budge.

“Ma, I say goodbye,” whispered Kailla, grabbing her mother-in-law's hand in hesitation. Kailla had not had time to remove the wrinkled hand, suddenly a weak whisper from Mother Citra's lips were still closed.

Ibu Citra woke up, conscious after hours of sleep.

“Pram....,” says Ibu Citra is slow and not powered. It also needs to struggle so that the voice can come out and say on his pale lips.

“Ma..!”

“Ma..!”

The two, Pram and Kailla call Mom Citra almost simultaneously.

“Mama is awake?” tanya Pram. Standing closer, slightly bent down so that he could freely look at his mother,

Kinar who knew, immediately approached. Stand on the other side of the bed.

“Mama is awake,” said Kinar smiled.

“Pram, you came Nak,” said Ibu Citra. With great difficulty trying to touch his son's face,

“Yes, I came with my wife,” said Pram. As if understanding with her mother's wishes, she helped Mom Citra's hand and stuck it on her face.

“Don't leave mom again,” whispered her back crying.

His son still cares about him. Mother Citra's gaze turned on Kailla. Although his heart could not accept it yet, he could not refuse either.

“Mama thirsty,” said Ms. Citra, trying to swallow saliva to wet her dry mouth.

The new Kinar would rush to reach for the glass on the nightstand, but since it was too far away, his wish had already been broken. The Pram's wife had already grabbed the glass and straw first.

“This is Ma,” Kailla said, thrusting the glass and helping her in-laws drink from straws. He still had a glance towards Kinar. The woman was visibly upset that her duties had been taken over by someone else.

Ibu Citra according. Other than that she was still limp and powerless, she also did not want to make any more trouble with her son. If at this time he had to accept his son-in-law, inevitably he would have to do so.

“Already,” said Ms. Citra, trying to smile at her daughter-in-law. He could still see clearly, a torn wound on the corner of Kailla's lips because of her actions.

“Ma, Kailla and I have to go home. I'll drop by for lunch for a while. Back home from work I just keep my mom again,” pamit Pram.

“My wife also has to go to college,” Pram continued again.

Pram hugged and kissed both of his mother's cheeks. And unexpectedly, Kailla did the same. Follow what her husband did. After that, again he looked cynically at Kinar.

“Cih, he thought only he could steal this old woman's day. I can also do it,” Inner Kailla.

***

Unlike Kailla who constantly chattering without tired, while leaning spoiled in the arms of her husband.

“Honey, can ya. I promise I won't make a fuss. You see for yourself, I have made peace with my mother,” persuaded Kailla, still not willing to give up.

“No! You learn well enough no need to take care of mama,” replied Pram.

“But I'm his son-in-law. How can you allow the female fox to take care of mama,” protests Kailla.

Bayu chokes when he hears Kailla calling Kinar a female fox.

“Kai, already. You do not need to take care of your mother, just take care of your husband properly and correctly,” explained Pram.

“I don't accept. How can you allow Aunt Kinar but not allow me.”

Kailla still persuades and reasoned. Right now the soul of his competition is turbulent. The side unwilling to budge was lured out. And that's Kailla, she never wants to be defeated or hers bullied. He will do everything he can to keep it.

“Already Kai. Aren't you tired of babbling since?” ask Pram. He grabbed his wife's body and held her tight.

“Sayang..,” whine Kailla.

“Be quiet dear, I'm tired of hearing your babble. If you still argue, I will cover your mouth with my lips, Kai.” Pram issued a threat.

“Huh!” grunts Kailla, but she keeps on complying.

***

Kailla had run into the house, leaving Pram still sitting in the passenger seat.

“Bay! You know your mistake?” ask Pram suddenly.

Bayu looked down, gripping the steering wheel. He was ready to accept the anger of his boss. He was wrong for breaking orders. But his biggest mistake is daring to spend the night alone with Pram's wife, his own employer.

“Sorry Boss,” said Bayu. Right now only an apology could come out of his lips.

“What did you do last night with my wife? How dare to touch my wife!!”

“Sorry Boss.”

"One more time, I'll make sure to kill you!” pram Ancam.

“I don't allow any man to see my wife while sleeping, let alone just being alone. Including you, Bay!”

“Good Boss. I'm sorry,” said Bayu back down.

Pram was seen sighing, throwing his gaze towards the garden. Staring at the gardener who was siding with the grass that began to rise.

“Good. Today we switched places with Sam. You're the one who's taking Kailla to campus. Sam's gonna take me to the office,” Pram's orders.

His voice sounds ordinary. Not as scary as before.

“If Kailla forces her to the hospital, just follow her will. But make sure you don't leave him alone in my mama's room,” Pram continued.

“Indeed Non Kailla is going to the hospital?” ask Bayu wonder.

“Iya, he will definitely refute all my sayings,” explained Pram.

“Dan.. if Kinar hurts him, I let you hit Kinar,” Pram said suddenly.

Bayu was surprised, hardly believing what he was hearing. Pram asked him to hit a woman who was clearly not worth it.

“My wife is jealous. And I'm not sure what he'll do to Kinar. But mischievously Kailla, he would not have started a fight if his opponent had not fished him first.”

“And if Kinar dares to touch or hit my wife, don't let Kailla reply. I want you to teach Kinar a lesson.

“Don't let my wife use her hands to hit someone. That means you're the one who has to do it for him.”

“Hah? Not wrong Boss?” ask Bayu.

“Yes, if anyone dares to hit him, then you have to step in and give that person a lesson.”

“And if you don't want to hit someone because of my wife, you have to make sure no one touches my wife.”

“So....!?”

“That's why I don't want anyone to hurt Kailla! Including my mama,” said Pram patted Bayu's shoulder.

“He deliberately asked me to exchange with Sam because of this,” Inner Bayu.

"Oh yes, this morning I accidentally hugged Kinar, make sure the woman does not use it to provoke my wife's emotions" Pram said.

To be continued

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