The Love Story Of Pram And Kailla
Pram & Kailla 100

Three years passed.

A gust of wind whipped through the long, wavy hair that was painted golden. Beautiful woman carrying the latest black Hermes while leading a little girl down the stairs of the plane.

He is Kailla Riadi Dirgantara Pratama and his daughter, Tesla RD. Primary. After almost three years of living in Singapore, the mother and son returned to Jakarta.

Seven inches of high heel echo along the corridor to the arrival terminal. Kailla, who still feels the trauma after her kidnapping three years ago, appears to tighten her hand to the youngest Tesla who does not want to be carried.

“Sam,” he said with a vibrating voice. Kailla turned to look at her assistant who was walking behind accompanied by Sekar. Putir Ibu Sari is now believed to nurture and care for Tesla.

“It's okay, Non. Mr. Pram and the twins are already waiting in front.” Sam's soothing.

It took a struggle for Kailla to return to Jakarta. He had to convince himself to be strong. The shadow of the kidnapping to the point of pain when his stomach was pierced by a dagger still imprinted in his memory. He shuddered when he found out that the perpetrator was not in prison.

Yes, Wiraguna can be free from the snare of punishment when it is known to have severe mental disorders and now inhabit one of the Mental Hospitals in Jakarta.

“Come Miss Tesla, I'm carrying, yes. Poor Mommy.” Sekar walked ahead and crouched down in front of the beautiful looking little girl in a pink dress. He grabbed the body of the little girl and was carried up to her sling.

“It's okay, Non. Tesla is safe with me.” Now assured.

“Ya.” Kailla swallowed the saliva while reaching into the bag to look for the whereabouts of her sunglasses. He felt safer covering half of his face. No one will recognize her, that's what Kailla thought.

Passing through the procedures at the airport, soon Kailla accompanied by her assistant stepped out. Spreading his gaze, he was already impatient to meet Pram and the twins. Just two days apart with the three heroes in his life, the longing had piled up.

During his stay in Singapore, Pram, Bentley, and Kentley flew back and forth to meet him. Almost every week the three spend a weekend together in the country of the Lion. Many considerations that eventually make them have to stay apart temporarily.

Kailla and Tesla in Singapore, Pram with twins in Indonesia. The work that makes Pram unable to stay forever in Singapore makes them agree to divide their time. Plus the condition of the twins who are active makes Pram do not have to burden Kailla.

In Singapore it is not like in Indonesia. They have many limitations and are not as free as when in Jakarta. The not-so-great residence plus Bentley and Kentley who had gone to school made Pram take a stand. For a while until the twins were independent, they remained like this.

Kailla smiles as her net captures the sighting of Pram standing in the crowd with Kent and Bent. Bayu and Tom keep watch not far from the three.

“Honey!” peekik Kailla ran to hug Pram. The sound of the knocking of the shoes is heard getting louder as the distance gets closer.

Pram's grip on the wrists of his two twin sons slipped off, he greeted Kailla who was already wriggling around his neck and shamelessly kissed her lips to the satisfaction.

“Kai, Kai already. We've only been separated for two days. Poor kids. They miss you too.” Pram chuckled. The sad faces of Bentley and Kentley who now looked enviously at him.

“Later tonight only. I've asked Stella to book a hotel. After the kids are satisfied with you, come to me.” Pram chuckled. His eyes were on Tesla.

“Ah, Sla. Come with Daddy.” Pram grabbed the youngest and mengue'cup the tiny face with love. “Daddy misses Tesla. Don't get too big, son. Let Daddy carry you longer."

No different from Pram, Kailla was crouching and giving up longing with her two sons. He hugged and let her take turns his now four-year-old son.

“Mommy my cars left behind in kamal. Did Mommy take him?” Kentley asked after Kailla let go of the hug.

“Yes God, Kent. Mommy forgot. It's okay, two more days we go back there.” Kaila holds her son's hands together, walking after Pram.

“Darling, two more days so come back to Singapore, right?” Kailla.

“Yes, Kai. Kids off school. You can take it with you.”

“You're not coming?” Kailla.

“I'm coming. But, not during Bent and Kent. I was there two weeks. After that go back and forth again, huh?” Pram chuckles. “You have dared to go home to Jakarta means we can meet often now. If you miss, you can come to me at any time. No need to wait for the weekend,” continued Pram.

“Tesla start school, Darling.” Kailla.

“Oh yes.” Pram stopped his steps and turned around. So?”

“Solve your work as soon as possible, take it to Singapore. I'll wait there!” kailla.

“Let's talk again. Tonight I invite our family and close friends to dinner at home. It's been a long time since Fro and Sya, right?” ask Pram.

“Seriously? Bella?”

“Ada.”

“Fro have returned from Germany? Isn't he in Germany?”

“Just take her kids. He returned to Jakarta a few days ago. Your cousin is busy taking care of his business in Surabaya and Jakarta, not like you .. just busy shopping and spending my money.” Pram chuckled.

“SAYANG!” nagging Kailla.

“Already, don't nag. We rarely get to meet.” Soothing tram.

***

The children were playing in the yard. Low boisterous laughter and debate rang out clearly from where the elders were sitting and chatting. Pram, Ditya, Bara as usual were discussing endless business while keeping the barbeque meat from being charred and Kailla was talking to Frolline, Keisya, and Bella while accompanying the children to play.

" Yes, are you going to Austria?" kailla asked while sipping orange juice in hand.

"So, both with Meisya's sister." Keisya answered briefly. Meisya in question is the twin sister he only knew after years apart. Based on the results of DNA tests, Keisya was finally able to find his biological family again.

"Of Reino? How's things?" ask Kailla.

"Om Reino in Surabaya now. Yesterday I joined Koko and I have not yet returned to Jakarta." Frolline explained.

"Oh." Kailla's eyes were on Bella. "Boo, how are you? I envy you. Soon we will have a daughter-in-law. My son is small." Kailla's gaze was fixed on Tesla who was running while laughing. Real is chasing the little girl.

"Bolil, No." cried Tesla crying loudly when Real managed to reach him. The little girl fell on the grass. His crying sounded louder.

"Real! Don't tease Tesla, son," cried Bella.

"Sla's funny, Mom."

"Yes, but don't tease her, Real." Bella walked over.

Kailla hurriedly ran to calm her daughter down, but when she arrived there was another hand that first helped her daughter stand up.

"Thank you, Ditya. How you doing?" kailla asked wrongly. He did not feel good when he was near the man who had brought him into a moment of error. His household was almost destroyed by his own act of admiring the man whose good looks defeated the Greek God.

"I'm good, Kai." Ditya's gaze was fixed on Kailla. The man was stunned looking at the beautiful woman who became his first love.

The heart rate is still the same. It's a great rumble looking at you, Kailla Riadi Dirgantara.

Ditya rubbed his chest that raced incoherently. Hurriedly stood up and shifted his gaze. He swallowed the saliva when he found that Frolline was staring intently at him.

"I'm sorry, Kai."

***

Fairmont Hotel has always been a subscription to Pram and Kailla when avoiding their children. In this room both can express themselves without fear de'sah and eras'ngan teasing her children.

"Dear, one more time." The half-century man's breath was stinging. After so many days of fasting, he could feel the day of victory without the distraction of his three children.

"I remember the kids." Kailla said softly.

"They're having a good dream. Come on, don't think about it. I'll see them again tomorrow morning."

"I'm worried Tesla's looking for me."

"No, sweetie." Pram.

"This is his first night in Jakarta. I'm worried." Kaila pulled the blanket over her plain body, which was covered with reddish marks from her husband's actions.

"will not. Come on," whine Pram while throwing the blanket as far as possible.

Starting over, she was happy as Kailla softened and wrapped her arms around her. The woman he loved began to lulled and follow the flow he created. But that happiness did not last long. Everything was a mess when the phone rang.

"I told you. Tesla must be crying." Kailla grumbling. Pram gets upset by himself while staying one step away and everything falls apart.

***

The end's.

This ending is the opening for my other two works. Matchmaking of the 21st Century (26 chapters) and First Love of My Husband (unreleased )

Thank you to the loyal readers Pram and Kailla who have survived so far. Season 1, 2, and 3.

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Love you all the time,

Prams & Kailla.