The Love Story Of Pram And Kailla
Pram & Kailla 25

"Don't be jealous, honey. I really don't want you. I'm not lying." Kailla's convinced.

Pram is silent, throwing a look out the window. Staring at the vehicle, the man heaved a heavy sigh. It is not a matter of believing or not believing, jealousy is blind. His age is increasing, his self-confidence is also decreasing. He wants to be like before, expand his patience and widen his understanding. Giving full confidence to Kailla, without any bad thought even a little. He wants to be able to put forward his logic, rather than following his feelings. However, age and the journey of life make everything in him decrease.

"Seriously don't want to go back to the hotel?" haggle for Kailla again. Pram is patient, too patient until Kailla finds it difficult to tell the difference between pretending to be angry or really angry. Pram prefers silence whenever he doesn't like something. The adult man prefers to hold it in his heart and does not want to share much

"Kiss me .. Now, dear." Kailla asked with her effect as she pursed her lips, her eyes closed. Adorable pose and provoke laughter, Kailla hopes to melt Pram. Free he spoke, explaining at length that Pram was not ready to hear.

Pram flinched, glancing at Kailla at a glance and did not react. Sitting leaned back, Pram rubbed his flat face rough.

For a second, two seconds, five seconds, almost a minute, Kailla held the same position. He's still faithfully waiting for Pram to kiss him. Almost desperate, Kailla's tired. The mother of the twins's shoulders sagged, she gave up. And just then Pram grabs Kailla's nape and kisses his wife. Warm, deep and demanding. A kiss of impingement, annoyance and a hint of anger. Pram chose this way to unravel the resentment in his heart, letting go of the disappointment in him.

Kailla can only surrender, not fight and follow the flow of his man. Pram was wasting negative energy inside him through a passionate kiss.

"Don't repeat it, dear." Pram said flatly after finishing his lips. The lips of Kailla are ripe, reddened and slightly swollen because of her actions. Her fingertips have not moved, still dancing on Kailla's thin lips. His sight was fixed at the same point.

"I'm sorry, honey." Kaila smiled, bitten by Pram's fingers.

"Jealous it's not wearing, dear." Pram raised his gaze. The eyes of the eagle collided with Kailla's eyes, sending the word through the eyes.

"I'm sorry ...." Both of Kailla's hands snared Pram's neck possessively. Shamelessly climb up on the lap and master Pram.

"I was just promised lunch with Maya ...." A faint kiss landed on Pram's lips.

"She asked me to accompany her to meet someone" Kailla continued. Tilting her head, Kailla was researching Pram's facial expression change from a close range.

The cup! Pram replies to Kailla's kiss with no less in short. A smile was engraved on the man's lips, along with both hands clutching the slender waist of his wife.

"Then?"

"I just found out .. if the person Maya wants to meet is Mr. Adrian." Kailla was excited to tell her what she wanted to say earlier.

"And you can't refuse? Then there was that meeting. You go pump the breast for the twins, ask Sam to send him home. And when she returned to the table, Maya was gone. Meet Mama and it's over ...." Pram continues the interrupted story of Kailla.

Kailla. She did not expect her husband to know all without the need for her to tell a long story.

"You're amazing, honey." Kailla praised Pram.

"What I don't know about my wife. But that's not where the point is, Kai." Pram said softly, the smile engraved on Pram's handsome face looks not as sweet as usual. The smile was forced and meaningful.

Just hearing Pram's breath, Kailla knew that her husband was not completely okay. There's still something stuck, and Pram won't share it.

"Don't do this again, Kai. I'm tired of seeing you and Mama fighting. You two are just as important in my life. One door is my paradise, the other my heaven lock. If you two fight, everything will be for nothing. Just imagine, before my eyes there is a door to heaven, but I forgot the key. How can I get in there."

"I'm sorry, honey. I promise I won't repeat it again. I won't fight with Mom. But ...."

Pram chuckled. Kailla has always been so, according to and of course there are reasons and requirements after that. Kailla won't be that easy to follow and work with.

"But what else?" pram asked, sticking his forehead with Kailla's forehead.

"But .. if Mama hits the drums of war, I don't promise to be patient and not serve Mama."

Pram chuckled. The lips were wide open, the shoulders were shaking. Before long, he let out a laugh while hugging Kailla tightly.

"You don't know, Mama yelled in the crowd and said I was having an affair with Adrian." Kailla. He shifted his seat, began to eagerly share the story.

"Don't move on, I'm afraid my little brother is disturbed" Pram teased. Since then felt Kailla's butt move in her lap.

"Makanya .. I've been offering you since. Go to a hotel or apartment. But, now ... I changed my mind." Kailla played her eyeballs.

"cheat!" Sentilan jemari Pram landed in the middle of Kailla's forehead.

"Ouch!" Kailla complained while gently rubbing her forehead.

"Please, be nice, Kai. Make a good impression on Mama, reassure Mama with your actions .. if her fear has been unreasonable."

"Yes, I understand." Kailla.

"Show Mama I didn't send you to college wrong again. From the beginning, Mama disagreed with my decision. Mama wants ..you're at home, accompanying the kids. But I'm against Mama. Please, don't make me feel cornered. Prove to Mama that your husband did not make the wrong decision. Finish your lecture as soon as possible, keep your eyes and your heart just for me. I demand nothing from you."

"Yes, honey." Kailla smiled.

"I'm trying to trust you, please take care of that, Kai. You know .. This isn't easy for me. What we're going through, makes me have to argue with myself. If I'm honest, I can't trust you a hundred percent myself. But, I've been trying for it all this time. Households without trust ...." Pram.

"For the past, I know .. I'm guilty of a lot to you." Kailla. Tucked in guilt, any recollection of a divorce lawsuit filed Pram a year ago.

"Here we go home to the apartment for a bit. After that, I still have to go back to the office. There's a meeting later in the afternoon,” Pram cut, glancing at his wrist. He doesn't want to make the problem longer.

"I only have two hours. Please have fun, I'm yours, madam." Pram smiled, blinked his eyes.

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