The Love Story Of Pram And Kailla
Pram & Kailla 34

Kailla's condition improved, her chest was not hardened as before after nursing the twins painstakingly. In the beginning, Bentley and Kentley screamed loudly when the milk that made them full and addicted did not want to come out as hard as usual, but slowly they were willing to understand.

By giving breast milk to the twins regularly, eventually everything goes back to normal. That afternoon, he was very happy with Pram's decision to take a break from the work routine. Throughout the day, Kailla can be spoiled and race with her two sons to steal the attention of the head of the family.

"Darling, you see this ...." Kailla was lying on the sofa with Pram's thigh as her head pillow.

Together with the twins, the four spent time in the playroom accompanied by classical music. Bentley was busy playing with the toy cars and Kentley was seen chasing a ball rolling around the room.

It did not appear Kinara and Binara were with that little family. Neither did Tom nor Sam. This is really quality time in the style of the Pratama family.

Pram looks bowing his face, colliding with the face of the wife who was laying her head on her lap.

"What's that?" pram asked, stabbing a kiss on Kailla's lips at a glance.

"Getcoo." Kailla showed McLaren Senna that had just been sliced from her phone.

Pram took a quick glance, then looked into his wife's eyes. "Have you changed course?" pram asked, laughing when he saw Kailla's pouting face.

"I'm still a big fan of branded bags. But it's teasing me, honey. Can I buy?" kailla asked with a dark look.

"I don't have any more money, honey." Pram again chuckled.

"My workaholic husband can't possibly not have money." Kailla commented. Both of his hands were already coiled around Pram's neck and pulled the man's head closer.

"Ac ....!" Pram screams softly. His laughter broke when he saw Kailla's face sending a threat to him.

"Come, Honey. Just two digits. Your wife is worth more than this. Don't count too much on me." Kailla. His eyes flickered rapidly, with his tongue sweeping his thin lips. Not to mention the look of the face made as much as possible in order to melt her husband.

Pram again chuckled. The body of Kailla lying down to sit on her lap.

"Let's show me your skills, madam. If you can satisfy me, let alone one ...." Pram clutches Kailla's waist which is now also locking her neck tightly.

Facing each other, the two spoke through the eyes. It's been a long time since they've had this kind of romance. The presence of the twins, a little change. Pram cannot freely own Kailla, nor can Kailla serve her husband at all times. They have to set the time, on the sidelines of his sleep schedule the twins to be able to let each other miss.

"We checked in. .. What do you think, Kai?" tawar Pram's.

"don't want. If you're interested in me .. how about here." Kailla gave me an idea.

Pram swelled, but it didn't last long. Kailla gave him a sweet kiss on her lips. Not until there, his wife's two hands also pressed his nape with possessiveness.

Lips that provoke desire and passion. Both are dragged down to forget the existence of the twin duo who were watching their show without understanding what happened to their parents.

There are no words, only the sound of whipping as the tongues fight each other. There is no love sentence, both of them hug each other and share their feelings through loving touch. Chest hunting, breath also stinged. Kailla had forgotten all her logic, dissolved in Pram's sweet treatment. Especially when she felt the touch of her husband's fingers that barged in behind the clothes. He was almost crazy, his sanity was almost wiped out. He begged in a sigh, when his defense was only a thin line.

"Come .. accept my offer, Kai. We're looking for a hotel or we're going to an apartment?" tawar Pram, whispering with his breath up and down. Madness is not just Kailla's, Pram is almost insane. If not for the babbling of the twins who are like alarm reminders of both, it is certain he will finish it here, this second as well.

"Kids?" whispered Kailla.

Kailla's voice vanished, she bit her lower lip as she felt Pram's mischief wiping the twins' source of breast milk supply. The touch is different from Pram touches when massaging to make the flow of milk smooth. The touch this time was more demanding.

"Come ... here will not be maximal. I don't want to be bothered by Bentley's screams and Kentley's cries, honey. Can make me dizzy and have a headache until I don't finish." Pram explained with a hopeful face.

Kailla seemed to think. "Take them to Mama. Let them be with Mom for a while. And have Kinara and Binara keep them there." Kailla gave me an idea.

Without answering, Pram smiled cunningly.

"Be prepared! Wait for me in the room. Wear your sexiest lingerie collection. I'll secure these two little buggers first." Pram drops Kailla off and approaches her two children immediately.

"Honey, you guys with Oma first, yeah. Daddy needs Mommy. Once in a while, you give up on Daddy." Pram whispered before grabbing Kentley's body and cradling it in his left hand.

Walking towards his eldest son, Pram again spoke as if the two sons had grown up. "Please, Daddy's favorite kids. Working together this time. Daddy also needs to be pampered, needs to be loved and needs nutrition from Mommy." Pram chuckled as he grabbed Bentley's body and carried it with his right hand.

"Honey, I went to where Mama used to be," said Pram bidding farewell to Kailla with the spirit of four and five. So excited, walked out while shouting the nanny of the twins.

"NOW!"

"THE BIN! Come on over to Oma's." Pram yelled, shocking the whole house.

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Putting the twins down on the bed, right on the left and right side of Mother Citra who was resting at noon, Pram did not even care about the old woman who was now sleeping.

"Wake up your Oma, honey." Pram ruled on his two sons.

"Ma, wake!" Pram teasing sleeping Mom Citra. It appears he patted the two legs of an old woman who was dressed in cotton with a monster motif.

"Ma ...." Pram called back.

"Pram, are you coming? What was? You're not working?" ask Mother Citra as soon as she woke up. He had not been able to visit his son and daughter-in-law this day.

"This .. I'm going to work. There's an important problem. And I'm taking Kailla with me." Prams explained.

"Huh? Kailla didn't go to college, too?" Ibu Citra is still not fully aware. Still gathering his flying memories.

"Yes." Yeah."

"Where are you going? What's the problem?" ask Mother Citra. He smiled at his two grandchildren who were now on his left and right side.

"There's business outside. Later after the business is over, I'll pick up the kids here. Ada Kinara and Binara also help Mama look after them." Prams explained.

Ibu Citra is wide-eyed. Looking at his son, it was like there was a serious problem that Pram had hidden from him. "Serious issue? Long time?" mother Citra asked, grabbing Kentley's body that was hugging her.

"Em .. about two or three hours. Serious problem, Ma. That's why I put the kids here. So I can rest easy when the kids are with Mama." Pram lying.

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Tbc