The Love Story Of Pram And Kailla
Pram & Kailla 78

Pram stepped out of the obstetrician's practice room while clasping Kailla's hand. He felt so happy since the doctor confirmed that his wife was really pregnant. He was almost insane, giving a kiss on a stunned Kailla on a gurney.

The 45-year-old doesn't even care about doctors and nurses who smile and share the same happiness.

“Kai, you wait here.” Pram led and took his wife who was ten weeks pregnant and was sitting in one of the empty waiting rooms. “I still have to queue to take your vitamins.” Pram smiled, gently rubbing the tops of his wife's head lovingly.

“What will be long?” ask Kailla, pout. Ever since knowing her pregnancy, the beautiful woman with her hair draped was always sighing heavily, as if there was a heavy burden she was carrying.

“Why? You hungry?” pram asked, diverting the conversation. From the beginning, he had read Kailla's uncomfortable speech, often irritated for no reason and the tone sounded cranky.

Kailla.

“Sabar, yes. I'm in line first.” Pram smile. Right now, he is trying to please Kailla and make her think positively. Pregnancy and childbirth are not as terrible as what is in the mind of Kailla. She knew that the process of giving birth to each child was not the same. Kailla's fear might not happen.

The new Pram was about to step away, but the adult man turned around, suddenly bowing and hugging Kailla. “Don't be sad. It's a gift for us, not a calamity.” Pram whispered in Kailla's ear, giving her a kiss on her wife's temple.

“Do not pout anymore. Later, God is disappointed. Imagine that you give something to someone and that person is not grateful and sad to receive your gift. Aren't you going to be disappointed?” whispered Pram, reminding. Swiping her soft pouty cheeks Kailla.

The wife was silent, not reacting. However, Pram is convinced that Kailla is digesting all of her words. At this time his wife needs to be reminded, explained not yelled at or undergirded, although sometimes Kailla's reactions are excessive and annoying.

Pram understood once, getting pregnant and giving birth was not easy. She accompanied Kailla during her pregnancy and gave birth to the twins. The adult man knows, no matter how much happiness the woman feels during pregnancy, must be stored in fear and worry about the shadow of giving birth which is certainly not easy. Every woman has her own way of concealing her fears, including that of her wife. Although Pram feels unnatural, but that is what Kailla now faces.

“Don't be sad. Remember we lost. I'm sure ..you won't want to feel that loss again. I'm looking for time, we're visiting Daddy and your mom to let their new granddaughter in.

Kaila still kept her mouth shut tightly, staring at her husband unblinkingly.

“Come, Kai. Imagine your happiness when you know your pregnancy. Especially if there is a baby girl inside. You are free to dress it later. Whether a woman or a man doesn't matter to me. Same for me.” Pram smiling friendly.

***

All the way from the hospital to their residence, Pram continued to hold his wife's hand. When his black sedan stopped in the yard, the man was still reluctant to let go of Kailla.

“Kai, about Keisya .. let Stella or whoever takes care of her. You don't have to take care of it yourself.” Pram. Sit quietly behind the wheel of a car that is now parked neatly in the yard of the house.

“No. I'll take care of the kid.” Kailla. "I don't trust anyone, including you.” Kailla answered ketus. “Now release your hands. I want to go inside and meet the twins.”

Opening the car door, Kailla is seen walking hurriedly towards the house. The pregnant mother ignored her assistant's greeting, Kailla's pouting face still clearly visible on her beautiful face.

Pram himself chose to meet his mother, walking with both hands tucked in his pants pocket, the man in white shirt was impatient to share happiness with his mother.

“Ma.” Pram said hello for a moment to enter his mother's house. Ibu Citra was lying in a reclining chair, asleep with the television on.

“Ma.” Screaming and smiling looked at the dusk old woman who was sleeping.

"Ma." Back Pram greeted while grabbing the TV remote and turning it off. This time with a slow shake on the shoulder, it suddenly made the old woman who was adventuring in the dreamland wake up.

"Pram?" Mother Citra looked doubtful, narrowing her eyes to make sure her gaze was not wrong.

"Yes, Ma."

"What's wrong? You're not going to the office?" Ibu Citra was astonished, looking around the house.

Mother Citra was stunned for a moment, digesting all of her son's speech that sounded unreal. The blue-painted woman's eyeballs seemed to ask for answers and certainty in her silence.

Pram nodded.

"So Kailla's really pregnant? it's not a prank, is it?" Mother Citra asked innocently.

Pram chuckled. "When did you know the word prank?"

"Sam taught me. Your assistant was so happy to prank me. Every time I nag, she says just prank so I don't get scolded." Ibu Citra jumped down. He ran out of the house and called out the name of his son-in-law. Too happy, even he forgot to wear footwear, down the gravelly streets with bare feet.

"Kai!" exclaim Ibu Citra. He shouted to the surprise of everyone in the house.

"Kailla," cried the old woman who was now blooming. He will get a grandson from his favorite son-in-law.

Pram can only shake. "God, how can you bring together bottles and caps that have been separated for years. The miracle is real." Pram laughed every time he remembered the behavior of his mother who was not much different from his wife.

***

Sam runs into the house to see Pram, he has no idea what happened. Pram's sudden arrival picks up Kailla and leaves her alone at Bara's residence makes her wonder since.

"What's up, sir?" The young man in the light blue shirt stood before his master who was looking at him with both hands folded in his chest.

Seems like a serious problem.

Sam was beginning to worry, his feelings were already bad. He worries that Kailla is wreaking havoc without her knowledge. He could have run out in Pram's hands if all that had really happened.

"Sam, Kailla's pregnant. I want you to take good care of her." Pram opens the sound.

The mature man decided not to return to the office, he was too happy and forgot about the important work in the company for a while. The presence of a child at his age who is not young anymore, really becomes the most beautiful gift for Pram.

"Nl ... Kailla's pregnant again?" Sam patted his forehead gently, his face bent as soon as the happy news reached his ears. It seemed that heavy work awaited him before his eyes.

"Why is your reaction not so different from your employer?" tanya Pram prepares to sip her black coffee.

"Bu .. That's not it, sir. It's me being happy." Sam squinted, forcing a smile.

"Because from where? Your reactions and Kailla's are pretty much the same." Pram stared intently at Sam.

"Please take care of Kailla for me. As long as my wife is pregnant, Bayu will accompany you to take care of her" Pram said. He does not want to let his guard down. First and second pregnancies, there are always those who disturb his life. He did not want to until Kailla's pregnancy this time was also problematic.

"Good, sir."

"Something's happened to Kailla, I'll make sure you're finished." Pram threatened.

"Yes, sir." Sam according. He did not dare to protest.