The Love Story Of Pram And Kailla
Pram & Kailla 31

"Daddy misses you ...." Pram kisses his two sons in turn. Kentley looked calm in his left hand and Bentley was seen resting his head on Pram's right shoulder. The three fought the afternoon sun attack and stepped over the wall made by Kailla, heading to the Citra Mother residence. Following behind, Kinara and Binara were asked by Pram to accompany.

The twin son looked so excited inside Pram's sling. Babbling indistinctly, squeezing Pram's handsome face. They very rarely get to spend time with their daddy. Pram time runs out with office work and comes home when everyone is asleep. Twins can only enjoy being with Pram on weekends or holidays.

It turns out that being a successful entrepreneur and having everything does not make Pram hours as regular as other office workers. The man is still working hard in the middle of a life of adequacy and even excess. An incompatible picture compared to the lives of ordinary people. Who can spend time with family, quality time enjoying life simply.

But Pram has his own thoughts, he will take a little time if necessary. Enjoying the holidays and weekends is enough for her. Another day of work is a day of hard work. Discipline her life, and fight for a life worthy of her children ahead.

"I'm sorry, Daddy. Lately Daddy's been busy and ignoring you and Mommy." Pram tries to communicate with the two sons, though he knows the twins will not understand his words.

Walking into his mother's residence, Pram took Kentley and Bentley to see Mother Citra. Pram is sure, the presence of these two babies will make his mother's feelings much improved. His children will make the twilight-aged woman excited.

"Ma ...." Pram looked at Ibu Citra who was holding Diadra, the daughter of Kinar and Bayu who was a few months smaller than the twins.

"Pram .. You're coming." Mother Citra was so excited when she saw her two grandchildren come to visit her.

For Ibu Citra, happiness in her old age is both grandchildren and Pram's smile. Branded bags, branded clothes and good food are complementary.

"Oh, Oma's granddaughter is coming here." Mother Citra handed Diadra to Kinar and rushed to her two crawling grandchildren.

"Ma .. We need to talk." Pram sat down next to Bentley and began to open his voice.

"What's wrong? Is your wife willing to stop everything?" Ibu Citra sat next to Pram while holding the youngest, Kentley.

Pram let out a long breath before opening the sound. After checking the CCTV, he began to understand the problem.

"I'm going to divorce Kailla!" Pram starts with a surprising sentence.

Ibu Citra is wide-eyed. I can hardly believe what Pram just said. It took him a few seconds until he finally hit Pram's arm tight.

"Whatchu mean? Don't crazy! Mama won't let you divorce Kailla" said Ms. Citra, unable to accept her son's words.

"It's not like Mama always doubted Kailla's loyalty to me all this time. Em ... Rather than being a burden on Mama, wouldn't it be better to part." Pram said calmly.

"Pram, don't be crazy! You think it's that easy to get divorced. How's kids?" Mother Citra reminded. He can't accept all this. All this time he only helped Pram, keeping Kailla from making the same mistake.

"If Mama gets too involved in my household problems ..it is not impossible that eventually me and Kailla will separate. This is my house, Ma. I told you right from the start that I trusted Kailla. Mama need not worry ... Kailla's under my watch. I know everything, what he's doing behind my back." Pre-printed

explain.

"Households with the presence of a third person .. whatever form they take, will ruin everything. And that includes my mom. Do you know .. The household is only husband and wife. Mama is the third person in my household and Kailla. I'm your son, but this is my household. I'm part of Mama's family, but Mama's not part of my house and Kailla's. Don't try to get into it and interfere in it, because Mama will just destroy everything."

Ibu Citra was silent.

Again Mother Citra fell silent. He doesn't talk much.

"I don't know where Mama knew Kailla's error from. Obviously I never shared it with Mama. So ... If you do not know clearly, you should keep your mouth shut and do not need to interfere. It's my household, I'll finish it myself. Mama just fucked everything up. Hasn't your life been quiet all this time? Why look for trouble." Pram.

"Yes ...." Mother Citra relented. He doesn't want Pram's household to fall apart. She already considers Kailla her own daughter. Behind his strict words, he actually loved Kailla very much.

"Mama will apologize .. if Mama's words hurt her."

Pram smile. "I'd rather you guys get along and make a mess than nudge each other and drop."

"I'm sorry, Mama." Mother Citra bowed for a long time and pondered.

Suddenly, the old woman remembered something. "Pram ... What are you doing out there? Kailla may trust you, but not Mama. Tell me what's keeping you from coming home all night?" Ibu Citra shifted the topic of conversation.

"I have a little business and ...."

"You didn't cheat on your wife's back, did you?" accuse Mother of Citra. His face suddenly stiffened. If until Pram does, it is certain that Ibu Citra will be the first person to destroy Pram. Although Pram was his biological son, he could not justify an affair in the family. Whatever the reason, Ibu Citra cannot support cheating in the household.

"Mom think ... I'm a cheat?" Pram chuckled.

"Then ... Where were you last night? Mama doesn't believe you, Pram."

"I'm not as bad as Mama thought. I'm your son, Ma." Pram still doesn't want to be straightforward. His eyes were on Kinar. The woman knows nothing. She is still waiting for her husband to come home patiently.

"First already. I have to get back to the office. Please bring my kids home. If you have time, talk to Kailla. He's changed a lot now. In the past, Kailla preferred to vent her frustration and emotions, now Kailla holds her own." Pram said goodbye while anchoring a kiss on the cheeks of his two sons.

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"Ste, please take care of Keisya."

That afternoon, after finishing his meeting, Pram asked Stella to take care of Keisya who will intern for several months at the RD Group office.

"Please watch the boy. He's so naughty. I'm worried .. he screwed it all up." Pram clasped his hands on the meeting table.

"Good, sir." Stella said and did not ask much. This is the first time Pram has asked him to take care of anyone else, other than his boss' wife. Usually, Pram will ask him to take care of bags, make-up, jewelry or other Kailla needs. But not this time. Pram asked him to take care of Keisya. The girl from the land of antagonism who had already made her rise in blood at the first meeting. No special effect, Stella just massaged the chest with a sassy attitude Keisya.

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