The Love Story Of Pram And Kailla
Pram & Kailla 12

Sam was busy pulling out large suitcases from inside the house, then stuffing them into the trunk of the car. His lips were blabbering from earlier, annoyed at the trip which was only a day but draining energy.

"Tom, help!" sam Pinta. His finger pointed to a large suitcase containing the twins' pillows and sheets.

"Go for just one day, but bring a vest squad. It's like this" grumbled Sam. His hands moved along with his lips blabbing incessantly.

"You count, me, you, Ricko, Bayu, Non Kailla bring Upin Ipin. Plus his father Upin Ipin, Grandma Upin Ipin ..." Sam talks to Tom, the caretaker of the twins. His head shook, annoyed himself. There was a commotion that was about to happen on their way.

"Not to mention his nanny Upin Ipin. Not enough cars. Non Kailla's just mischievous like Marsha's class, keeps the problem going. Imagine if added Upin Ipin ... ckckck ...” continued Sam clucked irritably staring at three cars lined up in front of the door of the house.

Before long, Pram came out with a casual look. White polo shirts and black jeans, followed by Kailla who carried one of her twin sons. In the back follows Mother Citra holding Kentley and the twins' nanny.

"Hi ... Kentley ..." said Sam, teasing the little one Kailla was holding.

"It's Bentley!" kailla protest. "That's behind the new Kentley," continued the young mother who wore a white polo outfit exactly as Pram wore.

"Wrong again!" Sam scratched his head.

"I have to look at the two more often, so I can tell which Upin is where Ipin is," Sam continued in a soft voice.

It appears that Kailla got into a white Alphard car, followed by Ms. Citra and two of her son's caregivers. Ricko, the driver was seen smiling and greeting.

"Non, I'm just here, yeah!" Sam took a seat next to Ricko.

"The car ahead, Mr Pram and Bayu?" kailla asked, pointing towards the black Mercedes Benz E-Class sedan at the front.

"Yes, Non. If the car is good, Tom brought.” Sam pointed towards the back. The minibus was packed with big suitcases.

"Yes already. Stay on the road," Kailla said, taking a comfortable position while holding Bentley. Beside him Bu Citra was holding Kentley.

"Yes, Non. Wait for Mr. Pram to go first" Ricko said as he gripped the steering wheel.

***

Fifteen minutes waiting in the car, Pram's patience runs out. He could not wait any longer. She thought Kailla would approach her soon after making sure their twin son was comfortable with his nanny. However, until a dozen times the seconds hand on her wrist turned, Kailla never appeared.

Pushing the car door slowly, Pram rushed down and approached the car behind.

"Kai ...." Pram knocks slowly on the door of the white Alphard Kailla's car.

"Why, Honey?" kailla asked as the car door shifted and opened.

"I was waiting for you from earlier, Kai," said Pram standing with one hand resting on the car door.

"Huh? I'll just go with this car. The kids are here." Kailla answered innocently.

"Follow with me in the front car" Pram asked as he opened the seatbelt that bound his wife's body.

"Kids?" ask Kailla.

Pram was silent, staring at his two sons alternately.

"I can't leave them, honey. They must be starving on the way, I have to breastfeed. Jakarta - Bandung is not a moment. Not to mention if it gets stuck, I ...."

"Take them to the front car. I'll help you take care of him" Pram broke up while grabbing Kentley from Ibu Citra's arms.

"Huh? Who will help me?" kailla asked turned back, looking at Kinara and Binara.

"Come .. I'll help you take care of it." Pram walks ahead while holding his youngest son.

Ibu Citra who had been silent since then, just commented when she saw Pram's back away.

"Your husband is half crazy, Kai. Not to part with his wife in the least" Mother Citra snorted.

"The older, the more outrageous!" the old woman's.

***

"Kai, my hands are no longer there." Prams complaining. He could breathe a sigh of relief, when the car they were riding in was almost at the hotel.

"Hm ..." Kailla muttered. The mother of the twins almost fell asleep while holding her eldest son.

"Later you have to massage me, Kai. My hands are no longer functioning perfectly."

"Hm ...." Again Kailla muttered softly.

"You're sleeping, Kai?" ask Pram, make sure. The man smiled as he found Kailla's head falling on her shoulder.

"Bay, is it still a while?" ask Pram.

"It's been, Boss." Bayu turns his car around, gets into a hotel.

"Later ask Kinara and Binara to bring the children. Kailla overslept," Pram smiled. He could feel his shoulders getting heavier, Kailla sleeping more soundly.

***

Kailla was having a conversation with Pieter and Naina when a beautiful woman appeared to disturb their conversation. Looking at his appearance and appearance, it could be estimated that his age was no longer young. Body high and slightly full. In the language of the casanovas, this woman belongs to the category bahenol. Up and down are equally tempting.

“Jennie, have you arrived?” tanya Pram immediately recognized. Walk closer and greet the woman who has a glare and seductive gaze. Slicing all the way to the bottom of the heart. Her soft voice was very different from Kailla who was impressed as she was. Not to mention his body language is very classy. Looking at all of that, Kailla believes she has a respected position in the RD Group.

“Ya, Pram.”

Deg—

Kailla swallowed the saliva when someone dared to call her husband's name without frills. Pram supreme leader, there will be no higher and dare to be disrespectful during the company event.

“This is Pieter. He has not long held the position of deputy director at headquarters.” Prams introducing.

“Pieter .. introduce. It's Jennie. The leader of RD Group subsidiary in Bandung.”

Kailla studied the woman named Jennie from head to toe. None of them have passed. I don't know, as a woman and as a wife, Kailla's instinct is to say that Jennie is a threat.

“Jennie, this is Naina Pelangie, personal assistant Pieter.” Pram thanks while pointing his hand at Naina.

Jennie reached out her hand, greeting Pieter and Naina while introducing herself.

“Jennifer Persada's. Call me Jennie.” The woman's gaze turned to Kailla.

“This is my wife, Kailla Riadi Dirgantara Pratama.” Pram smiled as he introduced Kailla while gently rubbing her back.

“Kailla .... em .. you can call me Mrs Pratama," corrects Kailla while hugging Pram's arm tightly.

“Jennie.”

Kailla frowned while recalling the name of Jennie or Jennifer who was no stranger to her hearing. He is still trying to remember his last meeting with the company officials in Bandung. And obviously there's no Jennie there.

“She has only been in the director's chair the last few weeks, replacing the old director.” Pram whispered as if he understood what his wife was thinking.

Kailla's jealousy comes with her brain already being able to piece together a story. The hug on Pram's arm is getting tighter.

"Ah, I remember. He called my husband!" Kailla.

Netra the twins mother was researching Jennie from top to bottom, then repeated it again. He was looking for the reproach of the adult woman in front of him.

"Darling, let's go to the room. Didn't you ask for a massage?" ask Kailla to interrupt the conversation. Suddenly made several pairs of eyes turned to him, not least Jennie.

Pieter chuckles. "It's gone, Pram. It's time to prank this bad boy. Isn't he usually the one who pranks you, now's your time. Have fun and be king for a day!" whisper Pieter.

***

Tbc