The Love Story Of Pram And Kailla
Pram & Kailla 28

Ibu Citra followed into the house. Seen in the playroom, his two grandchildren were sitting on the floor carpet, enjoying scattered toys. The rhythm of classical music plays softly, accompanying the babbling of the twins. Kentley, the youngest seemed to crawl towards Mother Citra. With a trembling body, hugged his grandmother's legs and learned to stand. Unlike the eldest Bentley, Pram and Kailla's son this one is more calm. Just sit, bite the toy. Occasionally laugh while clapping with Binara who is loyal to accompany next to him.

Kaila is seen sitting on the sofa, watching the two play. Snack jars accompany him through relaxing time along with a smart phone that never escaped his grasp.

"Kai, is it true what you said?" Ms. Citra follows sitting next to Kailla after taking Kentley to Kinara.

"What else, Ma?" Kailla asked back while putting milk-flavored almonds into her mouth.

"That's .. Last night Pram didn't come home for meeting his mistress." Ibu Citra explained the meaning of his words. He was a little hooked by Kailla's words.

"I don't know, Ma." Kailla answered casually. She did not care much about her mother-in-law's worries.

"Kai, Mama's serious. Don't underestimate this. Husband doesn't come home it's already signs." Ibu Citra started to panic on her own. Unimaginable if what Kailla said proved the truth. He was happy enough to beat Kailla who was not too confused about many things.

"Patut is suspected, Kai," continued Ms. Citra, staring at her daughter-in-law without blinking.

Kailla let out a long sigh then took her eyes off her phone. He looked at his father-in-law with annoyance.

"Ma, listen. I know my husband well. I don't want to foster suspicion in my household. Especially it's not clear. I'll act if there's evidence in sight. If you're just guessing ...." Kailla.

"Kai, it can't be like this ...." Ibu Citra's pumping.

"This is my household. I made up my mind, Ma. I cannot live in suspicion. I cannot make my household fall apart with misunderstandings, suspicions without clarity, conjectures that are not necessarily the truth. I'll be firm when I see the evidence in front of my eyes, in front of my own head." Kailla explained.

"Kai, listen to Mama. Are you sure Pram isn't cheating. Mama's worried .. if Pram doesn't come home ...."

"Enough, Ma." Kailla raised her hand, asking Mother Citra to stop spreading poison that would lead her astray. Or even destroy his household with things that are not proven truth.

"Kai .. Every husband is the same. Their toughest test is being on top, having everything. Not old, not young. When it has everything, the exam will come from all directions." Ibu Citra is still trying to give Kailla some understanding.

"And the wife's test when she had nothing. Is it possible to survive with a husband who is down and maybe ...."

"Don't poison my mind, Ma. Don't make me lose faith in your own son." Kailla cut.

"Again, Mama should understand more about Pram. The mother gave birth to him. Inside Pram flows Mama's blood. If Pram can do that, I'll blame Mama too. Didn't she inherit Mama's genes, too" Kaila's cerocos.

"YES!" Ibu Citra offended. "What do you mean accuse me of cheating!" she didn't accept Kailla's words.

"I just gave back to Mama's words all along. Mama always said in my blood that my mother's blood flowed, that I didn't even know what my mother looked like. It should be the same, right. This goes for Pram." Kailla answered casually.

"I never accused Pram of cheating, Mama who has said that since. And if that happens, it could be a derivative of Mama. Mom's birth boy, right? Mama's blood, right? Not born of a bamboo tree." Kailla explained at length. Satisfied it could spurt all the contents of his heart that had been buried all this time.

"Missing you, Kai. This can't be allowed. Kin, Bin, just take my grandchildren to my house. I'm not ...."

"Oh, can't. They're my sons. Mama can't take my sons with her." Kailla.

"Missing you, Kai. It never changed in the past. Don't think Mama didn't know anything all this time. Even your affair with the young man in the hospital was also Mama knew." Ibu Citra back.

"If I had cheated on Pram, then what would you do? Most importantly, I don't do it anymore. After all, Pram alone had never discussed it until now. Why did my mother not accept it. Mama's son came back to me, begging me to stay together." Kailla began to get emotional. He stood with an annoyed face.

"SAAM!"

"SAAM!"

"SAAM!" Walked out while shouting out the name of his assistant. Kailla even ignored the cries of her two sons who were shocked by the screams. All this time, he tried to be patient for the sake of Pram, but not anymore. His patience is over. He no longer cared about the heaven or hell that Pram explained to him. Most importantly, she doesn't see her mother-in-law's face every day. He was fed up with all the words of Mother Citra.

"SAA!' kailla shouted, while on the porch of the house.

Sam who was talking to the gardener in the yard seemed to run over.

"Yes, Non." Sam asked with breaths up and down. He ran as fast as lightning to meet Kailla. Kailla's shout was enough to make her understand that there was an important problem and she was in dire need at this time.

"Find the builders. Buy building materials, I'll fence our house with the next-door neighbor's house!" kailla. His hand pointed towards the two-story building standing beside his palace. There Ibu Citra stayed. Pram deliberately bought a house next door and dismantled the guardrail so that his mother could meet them, playing with her grandchildren every day. In addition, Pram is easier to keep an eye on his mother if she lives next door.

Deg-

"What are you doing, Kai? Can't be like this. If you make a fence there, how can you meet your granddaughter every day?" Mother Citra who followed Kailla was shocked when she heard her daughter-in-law commanding her assistant.

"That's Mama's business with Pram. This is my home, it is my right as a homeowner. Want to make a fence, want to tear it down. If it's the house, it's Mama's right. It's up to Mama to burn it, to sell it .. I won't interfere" Kailla said.

"Sam, let's go! I want it done before afternoon. I don't want to see the next-door neighbor pacing my territory. This is my attempt to guard my territory. Hurry along! Do now!" kailla said loudly. He went into the house and took his wallet.

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