The President's Wife

Chapter 64: The Game of Kailla

Kailla's emotions and patience are really tested at the moment. His feelings already wanted him to grab the long hair of this cunning woman in front of him mercilessly. He was not ignorant, Kinar was fishing for his emotions, testing his patience level which was soon crossing the threshold.

Kailla knew that the more she got carried away with anger and dissolved in the story, the happier she would be. He tried not to be dragged by the game of the female fox who was stirring in the clear water.

But the words uttered by Kinar really made him heat up, how the cunning woman demonstrated and showed the way Pram embraced and kissed. It felt like he had already wanted to tear his mouth apart.

“Oh, it seems like Aunt is very happy to be hugged by my husband,” Kailla chirps, trying to withstand the turmoil in her chest. Jealousy that will soon gush out. It was hard to endure the turmoil in his heart, while biting his lips so as not to curse and say harshly.

“Apologies Aunt does not look sincere,” continued Kailla bluntly. His gaze was defiant, as if waiting for Kinar to react. Turning around, his strategy now was to drain the patience and stir up Kinar's emotions.

The woman looks ordinary, not responding to the subtle innuendo that Kailla throws. Re-grab the fruit knife and continue peeling the apple, making thin slices on the rind of the deep red fruit.

“Tante, indeed no intention to get married?” kailla asked, looking for something. Since then his brain is arranging a plan how to respond to the behavior of Kinar who deliberately hurt him.

“Not met a soul mate,” said Kinar briefly solid and clear, stay focused with the activity of cutting the fruit. Didn't even take his eyes off that appetizing washington apple.

“Tante the height, should receive a soul mate who is in plain sight, not a man in plain sight.” Kailla quipped back. Subtle innuendo that is either on target or not.

“Little child, no need to interfere with adult mate problems,” said Kinar trying not to be provoked.

“Tante, my husband is handsome no?” ask Kailla suddenly. Still not giving up makes Kinar upset. Start one step closer to your goal.

Kinar was silent, not following Kailla's question. Now, whoever can be patient will be the winner.

“How about I lend you a day. Aunt interested?” tawar Kailla.

“What do you mean?” This time Kinar reacted, raising his gaze. Sharp, fixed on the bead of the eyes of the interlocutor.

Kaila shifted, sat closer to Kinar, speaking while whispering softly.

“I know all of Aunt's heart. Aunt likes my husband, right?” todong Kailla's.

The sparkle began to catch on. Remove the apple from his hand.

“What do you want, Kai?” Kink tried to talk seriously.

“Nothing. I just wanted to say, find another man. Not my husband!” kailla said, in a soft voice. Afraid that the noise would wake the in-laws up.

“If I can't find one that's still alone, I can find one for Auntie. In my house many, lined up from the gate to the backyard. But don't even bother me!” threaten Kailla, whispering directly in Kinar's ear.

Kinar clasped the fruit knife tightly, looking at Kailla unblinking. I want to throw this little girl to the point. Feels naked.

“Don't think I don't know what's been in your brain all this time,” Kailla said, her index finger tapping her own temple repeatedly.

“Ccheap woman! I don't know what you did to lie to my in-laws. Your kindness is fake!” tuding Kailla, smiling cynically.

“Bad you, Kai! How dare you insult me!” kecam Kinar, stay in good self-control. At least still keeping the volume of his voice somewhat did not wake Mother Citra.

“I even dared to hit you, but I won't do it. Just dirtying my hand touching a cheap woman like you!” kailla said, swiping her hands together, as if cleaning her palms of dust.

Inflamed cinar. It was really the emotion of hearing the words after speech that came out of Kailla's lips.

A different reaction was shown Kailla, the bad boy even laughed mockingly. Her smile was so annoying.

“Ssttt, p*elacur is even more honorable than the woman who seized the husband of a man like you Auntie,”, Kailla said, suddenly she closed her mouth with her palm. Poking fun and toying with Kinar's feelings.

“Lack of you, Kai!” furious Kinar. It felt like it wanted to tear apart Kailla's mouth and delay.

“Hadeuh! I should have said that, Auntie. You who want to seize mine why now more encouraging Auntie,” chirped Kailla, casually.

Just now that he was about to move away, Kinar had already blocked his hand first. With a sharp gaze Kinar tightly gripped the wrist until it turned red.

“Eh, would you like to invite a fight? Come!” Kaila also pulled the top that Kinar wore with his free hand. Make the woman stand up.

Pull each other, continue to pierce each other and claw each other. Even the feet play a role. Kailla still had a chance to kick Kinar's thigh, trying to release the woman's strong cheque. The noise they had made Mother Citra disturbed, it proved there was a short movement even after it fell asleep again.

“Ouch! This is serious Aunt?” kailla asked, still joking. As Kinar dragged her away.

Kailla was still trying to fight back, in terms of posture, Kinar was much bigger and his strength was much stronger. Even if he wanted to, he could knock Kailla's body rough to the floor.

“Here you are, I will tear your mouth apart, so you can't babble anymore!” threatening Kinar trying not to scream. He did not want their quarrel witnessed by Mother Citra. Damaged is the image of a calm and good woman that he built for years.

“Little boy wants to fight me, How dare you trample on my pride!” kinar said, wrathful.

Kaila deliberately fished and did not want to fight. Waiting for Bayu to come to see him. Occasionally glanced at her sleeping in-laws. And sure enough, before long the sound of the room door opening, Kailla started her game again.

“Aduh...aduh...! Be ill.. Help me Bay!” kailla screams pretend, without seeing who went inside. He tightly gripped Kinar's hand so as not to take off the cove in his hair, while continuing to moan in pain. No longer care about the noise. After all, there are witnesses who will defend him later in front of the in-laws or the husband.

“Kai, release!” pinta Kinar upon realizing who had just entered. A handsome, mature man who was already rounded with clenched hands. Sudden emotion when he saw the action and Kailla.

“Mas Pram....,” whispered Kinar slowly.

Kailla was surprised, immediately releasing Kinar's hand.

“Dead me this time, caught fighting again!” inner Kailla.

Immediately think quickly to save himself so as not to be exposed to the scolding of her husband. By running while crying, splashing into Pram's arms.

The game will be more interesting. He'll show you where this cunning woman is in Pram's life and her mother's. So this fox woman could be conscious of not disturbing what God did not do for her.

“Hikssss.. hikssss... hiksss!” Kailla's crying broke. With great effort he had to let out his tears of culture. Wishing a husband who loved her so much would defend her as desperately as ever.

“Darling, what is this? Where's Bayu?” Pram's heavy voice finally heard as well. His emotions were sticking to the surface when he saw the mess he had calculated. Especially seeing his wife crying and in pain.

“Honey, you slept with Aunt Kinar last night huh?” kailla asked in between her stuff. Stir all together, even exaggerate. Dramatize the story so that Pram gets more emotional and beat back Kinar. He did not want to dirty his hands by hitting the woman, which would only make her look bad in the eyes of the world.

“Hah?! Who told you this?” pram asked, back emotions.

His view turned to Kinar. He was sure that the woman had told his wife a lot. Though previously he had warned Bayu so that Kinar did not have the opportunity to spread his slander, but Bayu was negligent again for the umpteenth time.

“Say Aunt Kinar, all night you slept with her. Hix..Hiks..!” Back Kailla cried as she glanced at Kinar. A smile was etched upon seeing the look on the frightened face of the seductress.

“What he said to you. What's he doing to you? Where's Bayu?” ask Pram. His face was full of anger. His voice rose, no matter if it would disturb his mother. If necessary, Citran's mother must know the foul behavior of women who have been considered her own daughter.

Soon he pulled out his phone, calling his assistant who had somehow disappeared to where. Right on the first ring, there was a masculine voice coming from across.

“Bay! You want to die now?” pram said to close his phone. Enough sentences make Bayu immediately run scared and meet him.

Pram circulated his gaze, staring at his mother who was beginning to wake up. Still holding his wife's hand, Pram approached Ibu Citra. He still had time to catch the scene as Kailla stuck out her tongue, mocking Kinar who was standing there.

“Ma, how did you educate your daughter! He dared to hit my wife!” pram, trying to hold back his anger. His mother had just woken up from sleep, not even knowing anything.

“There's what Pram. Mama does not know knowing,” said Ibu Citra, confused.

“How is the story. I just left my wife here for a minute. But she's already a victim of your beloved daughter.”

Mother Citra who knew nothing could only call Kinar closer. Seeking information from a woman he already considers like his own daughter.

“If mama asks him, surely he will defend himself,” said Pram, annoyed.

“I'm dizzy, if there's a Kinar standing guard here, it's best that me and Kailla don't come first. I don't want to see my wife tortured again,” continued Pram, already pulling his wife out.

“Ja-don't Pram.” Ibu Citra, trying to hold back. Ibu Citra looked at Kinar with a clear face.

“Kinar, if you go home rest first. Let Pram take care of me today.” pinta Ibu Citra, ask Kinar to give in.

“Ma, but I didn't do anything to Kailla.”

Hearing Kinar's words, Kailla's cry grew louder. Still tightly hugging her husband's waist, she slipped her face in Pram's chest.

”Already Kinar, please according,” pinta Ibu Citra. A little bit understanding of the situation at the moment. The more Kailla cried, the more they were pinched.

Suddenly from the direction of the door, enter Bayu who walked while looking down in fear. He spent too long, smoking in the hospital garden while teasing the beautiful girl he had not been able to meet.

“Bos..!” greet Bayu, with hesitation. Prepare for punishment at once command

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To be continued

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