The Love Story Of Pram And Kailla
Pram & Kailla 20

"Tell me, how much do you need for school? Anything yet? Calculate everything. For your living expenses .. I will determine. I already have my own count. Regarding the cost of your mother's treatment .. I will take care of it with the hospital." Pram stood behind the chair, clutching the back of the chair his wife was now sitting on.

"SPP, allowance and other school fees. If your school has a shuttle, I don't mind." Pram smiled flatly, looking at Keisya who was sitting in front of Kailla.

"Two million per month? If you need additional book money and others, please contact me by sending the proof." Pram continued.

"OK!" Keisya nodded in agreement after a long thought.

"There again?" ask Pram.

"For how much monthly fee?" ask Keisya.

"Five million per month. Enough?" ask Pram.

Keisya looked worried. He did not answer because he never understood the cost of daily needs. All this time her mother took care of her.

"Begging your mother not to work anymore" Pram said.

Deg-

Keisya raised his gaze. "How can Om ask Mom not to work anymore? What right Om?" keisya Todong.

"Because I've financed everything, why else would your sickly mother have to work." Pram answered.

"Good."

"I will only bear until you finish your S1. After you get the job, all that burden .. I put it back on your shoulders."

Keisya's eyes were rounded when he heard Pram's words.

"If I hear you're skipping school, I'll cancel all your tuition fees!" firmly Pram.

Keisya swallows saliva. The new threat posed by Pram felt heavy for him.

"Front semester, I don't want to see your colorful rapormu again! Make sure to get in the top ten in the class!" continued Pram.

"Well!" If Keisya's eyeballs were in shape, now the girl's lips could not clench. It was like the mouth of a hungry crocodile. "That's right, Om. What does the world say that Queen Onar entered the top ten. No!" keisya.

It looks like Pram took out his phone, looking for photos in the storage gallery. Put the phone on the table and show it to Keisya.

The girl in the gray white uniform gasped in shock. Currently, Pram showed me a photo of his report card last semester. Kaila who accidentally saw, suddenly laughed.

"My report is not good either. But it's not as lively as this" Kailla said seeing the numbers four and five dominate there. Keisya's report rate is below average. Not only that, Kailla again laughed when she saw Keisya's absence at school without explanation.

"HAHAHAHA!" Kailla laughed out loud as she looked at Keisya's report card. The mother of the twins shed tears. Remembering himself while still sitting in the High School, more or less the same as Keisya. It's just that, he has Pram who is always monitoring until he doesn't wart.

"Om spying on me! Too late. What right Om to spy on everything I do. Even having to find out about my school," grumbled Keisya annoyed himself.

"I don't want to argue, Shay." Pram a little softened. "I have to make sure that the money I'm pouring out is really on target." Prams explained.

"But it's too late, Om. I don't accept it," Keisya said with a soft face, his lips pursed.

"Don't argue with me, Shay. Take your laptop and go home, "get rid of Pram.

Keisya. Although upset, he still follows Pram's orders. Both of his legs were jolting hard to the floor. He was channeling his frustration after failing to argue with Pram.

Just now that he was about to turn around, Pram was already making his voice back.

"Now you will be Practicing Field Work. Please contact Stella, she will be the one to put you during the internship here!"

"Well! I don't want to!" reject Keisya. Being with Pram only made his head hurt. Surely the old man will arrange it as good as heart. He can't truant, can't go here as he pleases. His life must be as orderly as what Pram wants. He can't steal a walk to the mall, wash his eyes.

"Close to you, Shay. The decision is in your hands." Pram flicked his hand, asking Keisya out of his room as quickly as possible.

"Oh yes, enter the top ten, the latest series of mobile phones will be yours next semester!" Pram still had time to lure Keisya. The young girl was stunned at the door without answering, before finally exiting the room without speaking.

***

"Darling, what are you planning?" ask Kailla. Since then just listening. After Keisya's departure, he just made a sound.

"You mind?" ask Pram. Slightly bowing, the grown man pressed his forehead against the wife.

"I don't care as long as he doesn't interfere with mine, my territory, and my rights. Money matters .. I never mind. You know that, right?"

Pram swept his wife's lips at a glance. "I know all about you." Pram smile.

"I looked like I saw my shadow in High School. But ... I don't think I'm that thick." Kailla rolled her eyeballs.

"You sure?" Pram tease.

"I'm not that bad. The report's more colorful, honey."

It's because I'm next to you. Imagine if I didn't exist, Kailla Riadi Dirgantara could be worse than that brat. You can be sure your rapormu is like a flower garden." Pram chuckled.

"Darling, what about Bayu?" ask Kailla.

"Just pray for the best. A few days ago, Keisya's mother and our lawyer reported to the police that they had agreed to go to peace. Waiting for the police response. I don't really understand the law either, honey.

"Since the beginning, his mother did not sue and report Bayu, just that the legal process still had to be undertaken Bayu because of his negligence. I seriously don't understand, let the lawyer take care of it. The problem bears the cost of their living and education .. it is not a necessity. And I personally, don't really connect him with the Bayu case. It's purely because I feel sorry for them, not just for charity.”

“My childhood was also difficult, what's wrong with helping .. at least until Keisya was independent. Let's just say, it's a form of gratitude because I've been given an excess of life, funny kids and an amazing wife. Didn't Daddy lift me off the street, whatever the reason. And I thought there was no harm, I picked up Keisya. Maybe he was one of the lucky kids because of Bayu's carelessness that night."

Kailla breathed a heavy sigh. "Towards you, honey. Just don't make an impact on me and the kids. I have no problem with money, but it will be a problem for me if he takes your attention and time which should be mine and children" Kailla threatened.

"I'm Kailla Riadi Dirgatantara ...."

"Pratama, honey." Pram smile.

"Yes, if you trample on my pride and dare to play games with me. you will know for yourself what my reply will be. I'm silent doesn't mean I can. I wouldn't bite if somebody else didn't bite me first. Please enjoy all the luxurious amenities, but don't disturb mine." Kailla smiled, hugging Pram tightly. Both of his hands were already coiling the waist of the Pram possessively.

"How is Pieter related to Naina? Is there any good news?" ask Kailla suddenly.

"I didn't interfere in Pieter's personal matters, Kai."

Kailla pouted. "Isn't it soon the company's birthday?" tanya Kailla played both of her eyebrows.

"Then?"

"You're going to have a celebration like the years before, right?" ask Kailla to make sure.

"Then?" ask Pram.

"I'm going to give Naina a dress, make her look beautiful and ask her to accompany Pieter." Kailla smiled, imagining the idea dancing in her brain.

“Usil!” pram's comment nudged Kailla's forehead. The man walked around the table and sat across from Kailla as he grabbed the file that Stella had placed on the table.

“Bby, right?” Kailla. This time she chose to hug Pram from behind while also reading the documents that lay in her husband's hands.

“Terlarah. Just do not make Naina and Pieter disturbed,” said Pram. Sitting with folded times, his hands were busy turning the sheets of work reports in the field.

“Thank you, Darling.” Kailla dropped her chin on Pram's shoulder. Both hands hugged her husband's neck tightly.

“Later home from work .. accompany me to buy my subscription wagon meatballs, yes.” Kailla suddenly asked.

“Hah! You're not pregnant, are you?” ask Pram, put the file in his hand on the table. These few days, Prak felt that there was something strange about Kailla. His wife often asked for food like a man cravings.

“No!” kailla.

“You haven't menstruated yet, have you?” ask Pram.

“Since birth .. I haven't got it yet. You can be relieved. Dear. No need to buy me pads, right?” Kailla chuckles.

***

Tbc