The Love Story Of Pram And Kailla
Pram & Kailla 3

“Sam, are you here?” Kaila is aghast as she opens the door to the hotel room and finds Sam sitting in the corridor right by the door. The assistant almost fell asleep. His head was bowed forward every few minutes.

“Ah, Non already?” sam asked, rubbing the corners of his wet lips. The assistant hurriedly stood up, gathering his flying life.

“Why not wait in the lobby or in the car? Can sleep more comfortably.” Kailla still babbles. Stepping out while carrying a cooler bag where storing asi that has just been milked.

“Pak Pram asked me to wait here.” Sam answered innocently.

“Sam!” Kailla hit her assistant's arm tightly.

“Omongan Pram don't be heard. He always has been. Next time, if my husband asks for things that don't make sense, there's no need to listen. He was never serious about his words.” Kailla explained.

“Oh so. Alright, tomorrow-tomorrow I will not follow all requests Mr. Pram.”

Just as Sam finished his words, Pram came out of the hotel room. His eyes glared, staring intently at Sam. He could hear what Sam had just said.

“Dare to argue, I'll fire Kin and Bin!” pram Ancam. He is clear on Sam's weakness in his two babysitters.

“Ma-sorry, Sir. I won't argue.” Sam said, his head bowed.

“Oh yes, pick up Bayu at the office. I left it just now. Kailla will be home with me.” Pram reminded Sam.

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Enjoying togetherness on the way, Pram's hands are endlessly grasping even though his concentration is on the streets. Since adding a new title, seven months ago, Pram and Kailla's life has changed a lot. The time that used to be spent together by pampering each other, should now be spent by the four of them, sharing with the new members of Pratama.

Black Bentley Pram enters the grounds of the house after the gatekeeper presses the automatic button to open the door of the palace giant Reynaldi Pratama. Luxury housing complex in the west of Jakarta with sea view in front of the house. One of the living areas of the crazy rich Jakarta. Especially for the Pram residence, he made two houses in one yard.

Yes, a few days after Kailla gave birth, Pram officially bought the house next door. By doing a little renovation and dismantling the guardrail, the two mansions become one unit. The new residence was intended for Ms. Citra to freely see the twins and help supervise her two sons during college.

It looks like Pram ran down first, trailing behind him Kailla who was busy replying to chat from the wa campus group. Discussing the seminar that will be held in the Puncak area.

The twins screamed in excitement when they learned of Pram's arrival. Baby Bent crawled closer, pulling on Pram's cloth trousers and the Kent was seen sitting up chattering indistinctly.

“Yes, later. Daddy has to take a shower first can only carry you.” Pram leaned over to see his eldest son closer. Kinara was accompanying Kent and Binara was watching Bent. Mother Citra sat with a sullen face not far from her two grandchildren.

“Ma, what's up?” ask Pram. He walked closer to his mother.

I heard the old woman's rough breathing. His face was still not friendly.

“Your wife ... hitherto has not returned home!” shoot Mother Citra with both hands folded on the chest.

“Ma, stop. Kailla with me ..”

“No need to defend him. Since the beginning I've disagreed with her college!” firmly Mother Citra, stared intently at her son's bead eyes.

“Ma, lecture for the good of Kailla too. Children are not abandoned anyway. Kailla also continues to give breast milk to the twins. Where is Mama's problem?” pram asked, turning around to look back to make sure Kailla had not entered the house. He did not want Kailla to hear the spicy words that came out of his mother's lips.

“Ma ..” Pram raised his voice.

“If you can give ASI directly, why should be milked and stored for hours. Days for my two grandchildren,” continued Ms. Citra.

“Ma, Kailla's college is not an obscure swag. How can he give ASI directly, while he has to go to campus. While at home, Kailla always breastfeeds children from her direct source.” Pram.

“Well it! College without a clear purpose. It is still more important to take care of children at home than college. Try to mention just one goal Kailla college for what?” mama Citra asked still insisting.

“Learning doesn't need a reason. I asked him to go to college anyway, Ma. Don't blame Kailla,” insists Pram.

Mother Citra chuckled. “Your Kailla .. would like to be lectured to the moon even though, his brain only gets there. It won't be smart. Won't be a professor, let alone a doctor!”

“Ma ..” Pram swallows saliva after yelling at his mother. Her face changed when she found that Kailla was standing in the doorway hearing her and her mother's conversation.

“Kai, please take the kids to the room. I still have to discuss something with Mama,” pinta Pram after seeing Kailla's pouting face.

Kailla according. Greeting her Mama-in-law at a glance. “Ma.”

“Ya,” sahut Mom Short Image. Following the movements of her daughter-in-law with a cynical smile.

“Grandmother attached it really tested my patience. I know, I have no brains, but no need to be reminded over and over again.” Kailla. He was upset himself. If he did not think about Pram's feelings, he would have rolled up his sleeves and called for war.

“Kin, Bin, take the kids to room.” Kailla said without much protest. Since he decided to accept Pram's request to continue his studies, the attitude of the mother-in-law slowly changed. At first, Kailla tried to understand, but the more here her in-laws' talk got late. If you do not remember the status of Pram's wife, it is certain he will kick out Ibu Citra. He could not remain silent as he is now.

“Kin, Mama nagging continues, huh?” kailla asked as she walked towards the room.

“That's it, Mom. Like not knowing Oma only.” Kinara answered while holding Kentley.

“Bin, please input into the freezer, let Bentley with me,” pinta Kailla take over her son and hand over the cooler bag to Binara. “Don't forget to include date,” pinta Kailla again.

“Yes, Bu.”

“The kids have had lunch already, right?” ask Kailla again.

“Already, Mom. Baby Kent doesn't seem to be feeling well. It was fed only a little,” shootout Kinara who was responsible for the baby Kentley.

“Didn't he like the menu? Tomorrow I try to cook another menu.” Kailla seemed to think. Being the mother of baby Bentley and baby Kentley, she learned many things. His job has increased. In the midst of his busy college again, he must still give breast milk to his two sons.

Especially before leaving for campus, Kailla had to prepare MPASI for her two sons and breakfast for Pram. Especially for those two things, Pram does not allow others to do it. Pram will only have breakfast with cuisine made by Kailla and children will only eat food companion ASI made by the mommy. That is the Pram rule that cannot be contested.

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Tbc