The President's Wife

Chapter 83: Kailla's Punishment

”Sam!” pram shouted, knocking on the door of the room occupied by his wife's assistant.

The young man came out with sleepy eyes. He had just fallen asleep after reflecting on all his mistakes. Suddenly something disturbed his sleep. Knocking on the door with the naked, it felt like cursing.

“Where is Kailla?” ask Pram to panic.

“Not here Sir,” said Sam with a sleepy face leaning against the door. Eyes closed and scratched his disheveled hair. A second later he opened his eyes.

“I also know, my wife can't possibly sleep with you!” namel Pram was upset by Sam's reply.

“Kailla is not in the room.” Pram says.

“Ma-sorry Sir. Non Kailla missing?” peekkik Sam surprised. Immediately tied the box motif holster and ran out, breaking through Pram who was standing against the door.

“Sam!” yelled Pram annoyed. Sam lunged out, smashing into his body.

“Ma-maf Sir, I'm panicking,” says Sam.

“Help me find Kailla,” pinta Pram, switch to knock on room door Bayu and Ricko.

The two agents came out of the room at the same time. “Find Kailla, she's not inside the house,” command Pram on all the assistants standing before her with a sleepy face.

“Ask at security in front. I'm afraid Kailla ran away from me,” Pram said. Thinking of the worst possibility, Kailla left him. His anger was probably too much and made his wife run away.

The noise also disturbed the sleep of the female assistants. Sari's mother, who heard a noise outside the room, came out.

“What's up?” tanyanya, still with his shabby batik negligence.

“Bu, please help find Non Kailla. Our employer ran away,” explained Sam with his panicked face. Run the ridge towards the front gate. Forgot already with his experience of being knocked over by running with a glove tied around the waist. Kailla is his top priority.

“Hah?! Did ya? How could? It's not that Non Kailla slept with Mother Ida,” he said slowly. Rushing towards the room that usually occupied his friend seprofesi.

Pram who heard, immediately ran over. Banged violently on Mother Ida's room door unfeelingly.

“Bu! Open door!” pram shouted, clenching his hands and hitting the door leaf violently. Five seconds feels like five hours to him. Imagining Kailla disappearing from her really made her go crazy. He remembered how to close the door of his room rough when Kailla was about to enter the room.

Just now he was about to kick the wooden door, but Mother Ida's face appeared with a panicked look. He was fast asleep suddenly there was a commotion in front of his room. The rude blow frightened him, something unwanted had happened.

“What's up Sir?” tanyakanya.

Brakk!!!

Pram did not answer. Even pushing rough the door of Mother Ida's room, to make sure his wife was right there.

Deg— had his eyes fixed on the figure curled up on the small bed wrapped in a blanket that had faded in color.

“Honey wake up!” call Pram, shake Kailla's body.

Relieved! That was how the man felt when he found his wife asleep in his housekeeper's room.

“Honey, what happened?” kailla asked, still half asleep. His eyes opened for a moment and closed again. Pran's shock kept him awake.

He had just fallen asleep, after taking great pains to force his eyes closed. Mother Ida's room is too narrow, without air conditioning.

“Continue sleeping in our room yes,” pinta Pram, tucking both his hands behind his wife's back. Carrying Kailla to their room. I couldn't wake her up when Kailla fell asleep again.

Along the way Pram could feel Kailla's back slightly wet from sweat. Regretfully reappearing, he should not have slammed the door of his room earlier. So Kailla wouldn't choose to sleep with anyone else.

“Honey, change your clothes yes,” whispered Pram, after dropping his wife's body onto the bed. Now he can see clearly. Not just his back but Kailla's sweaty hair and neck.

His wife could not stand the hot weather. In fact he had to install several air conditioners at once in their room.

“Honey, wake up,” whispered Pram back to shake slowly Kailla's body.

“I'm sleepy, Honey. Don't disturb my sleep. I just got to bed,” muttered Kailla, grabbed the blanket and coiled inside.

***

That morning, Kailla woke up later than usual. The bed next to him was empty. There's no Pram there.

But he could hear the gurgling of water flowing from the bathroom faucet. Still sitting hugging her knees, she recalls her husband's anger that made her have to sleep in Mother Ida's room.

Seeing that he was already in his room again, a big smile was seen on his red lips.

”It turns out, he still cares about me,” whispered Kailla slowly.

From the direction of the bathroom, Pram appears with a towel wrapped around his waist.

“I'm still sleepy.” Kailla returned to her body, pulling the blanket.

“Build lazy wife! You haven't received your punishment!” pram continued, pulling and throwing a blanket that covered his wife's body,

“Sayang..,” whine Kailla with her potent accent, sitting leaning back on the bed.

“Prepare breakfast for me now. And for you too! From now on, no one will prepare food for us.”

Kailla. Still not sure what he heard. Looking at her husband, making sure his hearing wasn't wrong.

“Mother Sari and Mother Ida will not cook until the deadline I set. You have to prepare all our own needs,” explained Pram.

“Hah!”

“From breakfast, lunch to our dinner. I'll eat all your cooking. There's no excuse. Not that you are not routine to campus anymore so there is no reason anymore,” continued Pram.

“Then, why do you pay them if still I have to do everything,” complained Kailla upset.

“To watch you cook,” says Pram smile. He was seen approaching where his wife was sitting. Pulling Kailla's chin with her fingertips.

The cup!

A kiss landed on Kailla's lips. “I'm sorry, last night. I was too tired, so easily provoked emotions,” said Pram, still staring fixed face pillow wife.

“Tomorrow we go to Austria. I won't bring Mother Ida or Mother Sari. You have to do it for us while in Austria,” explained Pram.

“Honey, why pranking me?” kailla.

Pram. “I'm not working on you. I trained you to be a good and righteous wife. And that's also part of your punishment.”

The man who still looked handsome at the age of four heads, returned to walk in closet, grabbed a white shirt, put on it. Kailla, who was not satisfied with her protest, followed her husband. Seeing the man change clothes.

“Mama will also come with us,” continued Pram rushed to the bathroom. Pram's words further shocked Kailla.

“Honey, what the hell is this!” kailla complained, already standing in front of the bathroom door, looking at Pram who was spraying perfume on his body.

“That's your punishment. There's no assistant I've brought, except Bayu. You have to help mama over there,” explained Pram, smiling at Kailla from the sink mirror.

“Huh!”

“Huh!”

“Huh!”

Kailla snorted in annoyance, many times. His lips were pursed complete with his pouting face.

“If it does not bring an assistant, why mom should be taken as well,” complained Kailla again.

“So that you can get to know your in-laws more closely,” said Pram briefly, staring at his reflection in the mirror.

“Ah... !” peekik Kailla is upset.

“Come prepare breakfast for me. We'll meet mama after breakfast,” explained Pram.

“Hah?! What else for?” Kailla asked.

“Bring a scarf to mama and take back your pink bag that I left to mama,” said Pram smiling.

Kaila ran and hugged her husband's waist from behind. “Really?” tanyakanya.

Sadness, resentment, objection to the punishment of the husband instantly disappeared. Change the happy that comes along with her favorite pink bag.

“Be the best wife for me. Not only a pink bag, but I will give my life for you,” said Pram, gently rubbing the hands of Kailla who was locking her stomach.

***

To be continued

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