The Love Story Of Pram And Kailla
Pram & Kailla 82

Silent greeting a husband and wife who look friendly even though they are not greeting. Kaila sat sideways on her husband's lap, staring far ahead. While the husband, busy persuading in various ways.

"Don't be angry again.” Pram tightened his embrace on the slender waist of his wife.

Kailla silence.

“What not tired, already pregnant my baby, plus still angry again. How about her anger continued after giving birth?” hail Pram, smile to yourself. It has been a long time not to hug and hold his wife like this. He had already missed all the things, including the many crazy things that a beautiful woman usually did on his lap.

Kailla was seen puffing both of her cheeks. The young pregnant mother was still pouting.

“You didn't miss me?” Pram whispered softly in his wife's ear.

The beautiful woman who was still loyal scowled it shook her head.

“Don't miss mine?” Pram dunked his face in Kailla's long, fruit-scented hair.

“Hmmm.” Kailla is still silent and still speaks a thousand languages.

“Do not get angry again. If you don't miss me, at least our baby misses Daddy's touch. Please consider, dear. It's for our common good.” Persuasion is still being launched, Pram still persistently struggling to solve all his problems with Kailla. He was tired of the prolonged cold war.

Kailla silently watched.

“Ah, Kailla. Why do you look so sweet?” Pram clutches tightly with Kailla, locking his wife's body possessively.

“Do you, Kai. My shady piled up all this time. I'd rather you nag, make trouble, if you need to smash all my cars in the garage. I don't mind, nor protest. But don't be quiet like this.” Pram brushed his wife's long hair and dipped in a neckline teasingly, leaving a trail of flushed.

The twins' mother bit her lip. His self-defense was about to collapse, his body reacting to the touch of the husband he had secretly missed. Too prestige, Kailla does not want to be subdued easily this time. Pregnancy makes her self-esteem slightly higher than usual.

“Kai, can I ...” Pram's voice was getting heavier.

The touch of the man's hand made Kailla almost float, forgetting the ego she held high in recent times. With both hands squeezing each other over her lap, Kailla almost lost control when Pram kissed her behind her ear without permission. Don't remember the time, forget the office work waiting. Even today Kailla forgets her children are still waiting for her presence outside.

“Honey, can?” Pram exhaled, his voice sounding soft, muttering in the ears.

“You don't work?” Eventually Kailla gave up. Tired of his silence, he made a sound after realizing his impending defeat before his eyes.

“No problem. Today Kailla Riadi Dirgantara is the most important. Resolve our quarrel, I beg you. You miss me too, right?” guess Pram smiled, realizing his victory was one step away.

“I've actually forgiven you. In the long run, I've forgiven you. I know my husband well, I know what your attention, attitude and money are for. But anyways considering how weak your defense is right now, I'm upset. Last ...” Kailla took a breath. The lips and body of her husband touched by another woman, her grief gathered.

“In my eyes Keisya is not a woman, but a small child who is lost and needs guidance on the way home.”

Kaila turned to look at her husband. “Let's just that she's a girl, got feelings. That's why he fell in love with you,” grumbled Kailla.

“Falling in love with me is just a feeling of being lost. He wasn't really sure and was just surprised by my presence in their lives. When we confirmed it, Keisya proved to understand and do not act again to this day. Focus on school and start learning things. This is also a valuable lesson for him. In the future, I'm sure Keisya will think over and over again before acting. His name is children, you were also in his position. He's just a little kid who misinterpreted his feelings and comfort.” Prams explained.

“But, still difficult to accept.” Kailla grunted in annoyance.

“I understand. I know it's hard to forgive. What do you feel now, have I ever felt and ..” Pram was unable to continue his words, Kailla had already closed her lips.

“I knew I was wrong back then. No need to remind me. I've forgotten my Greek god, please don't bring it up again.” Kailla pouted.

“Your courage and Keisya are almost the same. Are you aware?” Pram asked after successfully getting rid of Kailla's hand that forced her mouth shut.

“Not everyone has that courage. Never mind, I'm sorry. Please forget everything. You are pregnant again now and I know your pregnancy this time is very heavy.” Pram smile.

“Alright, this time I forgive you.” Kailla tries to make peace.

“So ... I'm not locked down again?” tanya Pram, play her eyebrows.

“Stay only must be prokes. I'm young pregnant, I don't want to entertain guests.” Kailla chuckled as her husband's face dimmed and was desperate.

“Your team, Kai.” Pram had just managed to topple his wife on the sofa as the phone in his pants pocket rang.

“Wait a minute.” Pram pulled his body and sat back down. Ripping his expensive phone out of his pants pocket, the man frowned.

“Ditya?” Pram turned his gaze at Kailla who was lying down with a resigned face.

“Who?” kailla asked without a sound. Only the lips can be read.

“I have a little problem, we continue later only.” Pram kissed Kailla's lips at a glance and hurriedly stepped out of the room.

“Ya, what's up?” pram asked for a moment to close the door.

“My people have found the answer to your question. When is there time? I also want to talk to you.” Ditya opened the conversation.