The Love Story Of Pram And Kailla
Pram & Kailla 19

Right at 12:15 pm, Sam's car drove into the court of Talaga Sampireun, a traditional Sundanese restaurant that provides exotic culinary sensations with flavors of Indonesian spices. For a few days now, Kailla wants a mango gurami and a tidy breakfast typical of their family restaurant subscription.

Pram who has arrived first accompanied Donny, sitting in one of the closed floating saung enjoying the spray of air conditioning while spreading the view on the lake and a row of floating huts. The atmosphere of the restaurant was so beautiful.

“Honey, you have been up for a long time?” kaila asked, throwing her handbag on the table. He chose to sit next to Pram.

“Not long.” Pram answers briefly with netra focus on the phone. “Kentley falls from the household.” Pram said slowly.

“Ya Lord.” Sontak Kailla was surprised, hurriedly pulled out the phone to contact Kinara. “How can it?” kailla asked softly in a sad and hurt tone. Today he was quite busy on campus, did not have time to monitor the activities of the twins from cctv connected to his cellphone.

“Ya, separated from the supervision of Kinara.” Pram closed his eyes. His throbbing head saw a large lump in the middle of his youngest child's forehead that was now like a goldfish chef. He placed his cell phone on Kailla and saw the twins sleeping in the room.

Before long, the connecting tone changed with a typical Kinara sound. “Yes, Mom. What's up?” The girl's voice sounded timid.

“How can you be negligent, Kin. I often remind you, be careful when looking after baby Kent. The boy was active,” scolding Kailla, staring sadly at his two sons who fell asleep through a cctv connected to Pram's phone. There was guilt in him at a time like this. What's more when staring from a distance, the lump on his son's forehead looks huge.

“Sorry, Mom. I stayed in the toilet for a while. I leave it to Binara,” sahut Kinara defend himself.

“It's been treated?” ask Kailla again.

“It's been compressed with ice cubes coated in a thin fabric, Mom. It was Oma who compressed it.”

“Ya already, next time be careful, Kin.” Kailla ordered before disconnecting her phone. He can't do anything. The Kinara also feels free. All has happened, his scolding will not make his son's forehead smooth again. Especially if his excessive anger hurts Kinara, the more he worries. It could be that the nanny hates him and vents everything to her son who doesn't understand anything. Since college, Kailla entrusted everything to the nanny.

Attempting to accept the chest, Kailla's teary eyes glued to the screen of Pram's cell phone, where baby Bent and baby Kent are fast asleep with innocent faces without sin.

“Already, it's okay. Called children. That means Kentley has started to learn a lot. It is only natural to fall once - twice. Origin not dryness and dangerous,” entertain Pram, hugging Kailla's shoulder.

“Do you think it used to be small .. you never fell,” continued Pram chuckled when he found Kailla's pursed lips.

"I feel guilty, honey. Did I just quit college?" kailla said hesitantly. He was sure that Pram would not allow it.

"No, even if I had to send you to college on the moon, I would. Although in the end all you get in college is paper and living in a safe." Pram smiled, patting Kailla's head.

***

After almost two hours of lunch, Pram decided to take Kailla back to the office. He has an appointment to meet Keisya. The young girl was asked to go to the office to take the laptop that Stella had prepared.

Earlier, Ricko had also reported to him that he had finished taking Keisya's mother to the hospital. There are several conditions that make the old woman must undergo outpatient and take drugs regularly. High blood pressure, cholesterol slightly above normal. Plus Keisya's mother has a long-standing sugar disease.

Choosing responsibility after the death of Mr. Keisya due to negligence Bayu, Pram personally does not mind throwing some money for the mother and child's spouse while still in the normal stage. They lost the head of the family and life support, Pram felt no problem if he had to finance the life of the mother and child until Keisya finished college and could find his own money. Consider it to add to the reward. For him, that kind of money was nothing compared to Kailla's expensive bags.

“Meet me to the office, after that we go home together.” Pram took Kailla by the hand, walked into the office. Some staff greeted the two. As usual, only Kailla would answer with a smile and a nod. Pram is always cold.

“Honey, you come home fast?” ask Kailla wonder.

“Hmm .. I thought of a lump on Kentley's head. Coincidentally there is no more work.” Pram explains and drags his wife into the elevator.

“Stella to where?” Kaila asked trying to find an answer to her curiosity.

Pram shook his head, while pushing the door of his study. She can't wait to hug and kiss Kailla. Even since two hours ago, that desire had arisen in the chest. But what power, he could not carelessly devour his wife in a public place.

“Kai, I miss your hug,” Pram said as soon as the two entered the room. Not even a chance to sit, even the door of the room had just been tightly closed. A warm kiss was sprinkled by Pram all over Kailla's face, ending a deep, loving kiss on her pink lips that teased her earlier.

Both of Kailla's hands were already coiled spoiled around her husband's neck. Of course he also gave a welcome that was no less warm. The linking of the lips is so deep, not just sticking together. But channeling their love. Leaning at the door, Kailla enjoys every sweet that Pram shares. Breathing roaring and clashing, the kiss can make both lost consciousness for a moment. Floating and flying into the clouds.

“I love you.” Pram whispered softly after taking off his kiss. Both of his hands framed Kailla's face with her foreheads stuck together. The man's gaze was so deep, sending a signal of love through the eyes.

“Love you, too.” Kailla whispered softly, dipping her husband's wet lips at a glance.

Unknowingly, in the room there are a pair of eyes that are rounded violently unable to make a sound when displayed intimate scenes of a husband and wife.

“Excuse me, Om, Aunt ... There's someone here!” keisya protested, staring intently at Pram and Kailla.

“Sya? Who let you into my room?” pram asked surprised.

“I don't need anyone's permission.” Keisya answered casually, sitting back on the sofa located at the side of the room. Both hands folded on the chest, Keisya looked haughty in a gray white uniform.

Pram opens the door to the room and searches for Stella. He needs an explanation from his secretary, how Keisya can enter his room without permission.

“STE!” pram shouted as he saw the girl with pink after that walking from the direction of the elevator. Seen behind him follows Pieter with crutches in hand.

“Yes, Sir. Really sorry. I can't shake that bad boy. He barged in and unhappily waited for Father inside. I told you Mr. Pram was not in the room, but he ...”

“Don't blame your secretary, Om. I forced my way in. I have important business with you!” cut Keisya, affirm.

Kailla had since chosen silence, watching scene after scene before her eyes. She did not want to comment too far and was involved in the matter of Pram and the young girl who had been presumptuous to enter her husband's room.

“Give her a laptop and drag her out!” pram's word to Stella.

“Om, can't be so. There are important things that I have to talk about,” insists Keisya refused.

“What do you want?” pram asked annoyed. His gaze turned on Kailla, his wife choosing to sit in her great chair comfortably while circling around. Kailla was not disturbed at all.

“I want clarity on cost. Anything that is a dependant Om. The cost and for what? We haven't talked about this before, Om.” Keisya.

“Good, just sit down first.” Pram a little softened.

***

Tbc