The Love Story Of Pram And Kailla
Pram & Kailla 11

Azan Magrib's voice was beautiful, faintly heard from Pram's work space. It appears that the President Director and owner of RD Group is conducting a video conference with Pieter and David in his office. The three RD Group executives were discussing several company projects with a comfortable and more relaxed atmosphere.

"How's it?" david asked as soon as he finished speaking at length.

"I agree. Pram, what about you?" ask Pieter.

The owner of the name was sitting leaning back with a frown. His fingers were dancing regularly on the table, Pram was thinking.

"I don't mind. It's just ...." Masculine sound Pram hanging. The concentration of the mature man was sidetracked towards the open door of the study.

"Darling ...." There was a spoiled voice of Kailla, walking in while holding her eldest son. The beautiful face looked panicked and almost cried. Fifteen minutes into losing his youngest son, he was almost desperate.

"Well, Mrs Pratama," said Pieter, who had memorized her voice.

"Attent." Pram holds a chair to shift his focus to his wife and child.

"Darling, I'm dropping. Kentley's acting again." Kailla explained as she put her son on the lap of Pram.

"What's wrong?" pram asked as he held Bentley and kissed his son's cheek at a glance.

"Kentley's missing, honey. I'm ...."

"Later to connect again. I have to find my youngest son." Pram ended the conversation with two colleagues, then closed the laptop screen hurriedly.

"What's going on?" ask Pram. She held Bentley tightly to her chest.

"I was busy with Bentley and the boy disappeared again." Kailla rushed out of the study while leaning over to look for her youngest son under the cupboard she had just passed.

The seven-month-old baby born minutes after her brother was more active. He even crawled faster than the firstborn.

"Indeed you think my son, a rat, can go under the closet" Pram chuckled at Kailla's panicked face and almost cried. Daddy looks calmer because he believes nothing will happen to his son.

In contrast to Kailla, the young mother looked riled up, circulating her gaze around.

“Already. Don't panic.” Soothing pram, occasional tasting Bentley's puffed cheeks.

"Dear, I'm serious." Kailla's eyes began to glaze over. She was not afraid of her baby missing, only that she was worried something happened to her youngest child.

"You see, son. Fortunately, your ASI factory is attached to Mommy's body. If it can be removed, surely every two hours there will be a drama like this. We need to help Mommy find her every time you're hungry." Pram chuckles, imagining Kailla's recklessness that never changes despite already having twins.

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"How did it get out of your sight, Kai?" pram asked after his wife's steps into his children's bedroom.

"I was busy with Bentley in the room. Suddenly once turned around the boy was already invisible. I left it on the floor with the toys." Kaila tells a story pointing towards the playmat with toys strewn across the floor.

"Kinara and Binara?" ask Pram.

"Magrib's tools." Kailla answered briefly. Both hands were on her waist, Kailla's lips exhaling a rough breath. He was tired and was starting to despair now. Almost all the rooms have been explored, but the baby has not been found.

"Kailla darling, I told you a long time ago. When there's nobody with you please focus more on Kentley. The child is more active and his development is faster than his brother. You should have known that. Why are you focusing on Bentley, Kai. Until she realized the little one had disappeared."

"I'm changing into Bentley's clothes. He peed and hit his pants. I forgot to close the door until the boy could get out." Kailla told me while running to her bedroom which is connected to the children's room.

Walking while bowing, the mother of the twins was still searching. Bad thoughts begin to eat away at common sense, when the son is never found.

"I'll have the assistant help me find her." Pram walked towards the door with Bentley in his cradle. He couldn't possibly let Kailla hold her son at this time. Not just one, it could be that his two sons would disappear together.

Faintly, Kailla heard a chatter from the direction of her bathroom. The sound of the baby's cheerful laughter was getting clearer and clearer, Kailla hurriedly got up.

"Darling, did you hear that?" ask Kailla, commenting on the smile. Without waiting for her husband's answer, Kailla ran towards the origin of the voice.

Deg-

Kailla's footsteps froze in the middle of the bathroom door when she found Kentley sitting on the bathroom floor. The baby laughed looking at him with both hands flushed.

"KENTLEYS!" kailla shouted in a loud voice. The emotions of the woman with a casual look were ignited when she saw the mischief her son had done.

Pram ran over when he heard Kailla's scream. He does not want his wife to get out of control and emotion in their son who does not even understand anything.

"What's wrong?" ask Pram. Her eyes widened when she saw her son sitting on the bathroom floor, playing with Kailla's make-up kit.

Kentley happily scratched the red lipstick onto the floor. Eyebrow pencils and Kailla mascara are already on the ridge. Not to mention the solid powder splattered out of place, mixed with the already shattered blush.

"Darling, please take Bentley with you. I'll take care of it," Pram asked gently as he saw Kailla standing in the middle of the door with her breath up and down holding in annoyance.

"Darling ...." Pram hurriedly placed Bentley on the floor carpet and made sure the door was locked. The man looked confused, like he was looking for something. Eventually, he dropped a reading book off the nightstand and let Bentley play with the book.

"Darling ..." Pram hugged Kailla from behind, catching her repeatedly scowling Kailla's cheeks.

"Don't get mad. That kid is a kid. He doesn't understand anything. It's not wrong. I'll replace all the make-up kits with new ones. Another hour .. Give me an hour. Everything will be back to how it was" whispered Pram trying to calm Kailla down. Her net was fixed on their little son who looked happy with his new toy.

“Darling, don't be angry again. I love you,” whispered Pram, trying to dampen Kailla's emotions

"He ruined everything, honey. I just bought lipstick. I haven't even had a chance to polish it on my lips." Eventually Kailla made a sound with her hands pointing at her son. Wanted to cry when he saw his make-up equipment that was smashed formless.

"Four years of waiting, we just got it. You remember ... gave birth to it with full struggle. Let it. Don't snap. You don't pity to see it. You snapped at him and he smiled happily at you." Pram whispered softly in Kailla's ear while tightening his arms.

Deg—

Kaila immediately cried when reminded by her husband. Tucked in guilt, it had already unintentionally shouted at his son. He was too tired, until out of control when he saw the actions of the little Kentley.

"Darling .. forgive Mommy." Kailla walked over to Kentley. Threw the tiny body into his trunk. He held her tightly with tears.

"Let me take care of it. Please clean up Kentley," Pram asked when she saw her son's face flushed with lipstick.

Before long the man followed, coming out of the bathroom. A smile spread across her lips as she saw Kailla kissing her second son who was already clean and changed clothes. There was no longer the irritation that adorned Kailla's pretty face.

"Don't be so easily lured, Kai. Once you babysit them, then you will be more explosive and accustomed to babysitting children when faced with such a situation. They don't understand anything. The ones to blame are adults. Not them." Pram said as he dropped his ass on the floor carpet. He chose to accompany Bentley who was busy squeezing pages upon pages of his reading book.

"When faced with such a situation. Take a deep breath, exhale slowly. Remember ... we get it with full struggle. That way you'll think twice about scolding her" Pram continued.

“I don't like you yelling at kids. I want them to grow up with your gentleness, Kai. I understand, maybe you're tired. I can't blame you. It's just .. I'm asking you to be a little more patient with them. If they destroy your stuff, don't worry. I'll replace him for you.”

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Tbc