The Love Story Of Pram And Kailla
Pram & Kailla 35

Ibu Citra squeezed her hands, sitting in the living room of her house after her son's passing. He could not calm down after seeing Pram's fretful face while saying goodbye to him. There was concern in his mind, he was sure this was not a light matter. Especially when watching for yourself how hasty Pram, as if hiding something.

"Kin, did something happen?" Citra's mother scraped information from her granddaughter's nanny.

Kinara.

"Bin?" Ibu Citra turned to Binara.

The girl assigned to babysit the elder, Bentley also shook her head.

"Kinar, you saw it for yourself, right?" Bu Citra's question turned to his adopted daughter who was caring for Diadra with Bentley and Kentley.

"I don't see clearly, Ma." Kinar is speaking. He does not want to guess. The problem has been many, including the problem of Bayu who until now assigned Pram out of town and rarely contact him.

Ibu Citra is still not satisfied, imagined the strange problems that are facing her son. In fact, Pram brought Kailla.

"Bin, is there anything strange?" Back Ibu Citra launched a question.

"Nothing, Oma. It's just ... all night, the kids were pinned on both of us. It's never been that." Binara explained.

"Yes. And the next day, Mom didn't go to college and Dad didn't go to the office." Kinara.

Deg-Ibu Citra is becoming more cautious. Bad things were already running through his mind. The company is surrounding his son.

"Does this also have anything to do with Bayu being sent out of town?" Ibu Citra spoke to herself and guessed what was going on.

Repeatedly glancing towards the clock on the wall, Mother Citra almost went crazy feeling the time was going so slowly. Exactly two hours, he finally tried to contact Pram.

The elderly heart was racing when Pram's mobile number was inactive. He was even more panicked when Kailla's number experienced a similar situation

"Line, how's this?" Mother Citra let out a burden on her mind, which she had borne since earlier. He followed Kinar in the room, to complain and share his anxiety.

"Why, Ma?" Kinar is breastfeeding Diadra.

"Pram. Mom was worried something might happen. I don't know ...." Ibu Citra sat beside Kinar, staring at Diadra.

"Pram's phone number is off, Kailla is too. Mama's worried now." Mother Citra let out a long breath. As a mother, of course, she will not be able to calm down if something bad happens to her children, daughter-in-law and grandchildren. It is better that bad things befall him than his grandchildren. He is old, he enjoys life enough.

"Don't think about things that aren't necessarily happening, Ma. Just ask the assistant at Mas Pram's house." Kinar gave me an idea.

Mom Citra smiled. Kinar's brilliant idea that had not occurred to him. "yes too. If something happens ... Donny or Sam would know." Ibu Citra is excited.

"Mama tipped Bent and Kent first. Mom went to the next house to find out. Mama can't calm down if you're sitting around waiting without certainty." Ibu Citra rushed out of the room without waiting for Kinar's reply. Restless and agitated were too controlling of his mind.

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Time went so fast, it felt like not long to leave the children with Ibu Citra and now two hours passed by the blink of an eye. Pram had just finished his battle after guerrilla, climbing the mountain past the valley. He smiled at the exhausted Kailla, hiding behind a thick blanket.

After thinking about the time that was too short, the two agreed to spend their two hours in the room alone. Running to an apartment or hotel is a waste of time.

"Darling ...." Pram topples his body next to Kailla after nearly two hours of taking control of the resigned Kailla.

"Hmm." Kailla muttered, closing her eyes. His heart was still racing after the beautiful unification a few minutes ago.

"Thank you." Pram turned his head to the side, looking at the exhausted Kailla.

"Together, Honey. You also made me soar into the air."

"Darling, come here." Pram widens both sides, preparing to welcome Kailla in his arms.

"Hm." Kailla continued to mutter. Seen he shifted and immersed himself in Pram's warm embrace which was still as innocent as him.

This kind of atmosphere is rare. The presence of two small heroes Pratama makes a couple can not be as free as before.

"Darling, how's your bad girl doing? Is her mother improving?" kailla asked suddenly she remembered Keisya.

"It's improved, just recovery. After that, you can go home." Pram explained as he clenched tightly to Kailla. His burly hand continued to caress Kailla's naked back.

"Oh yes ... So an internship in the office?" Kailla. His hands were playing in Pram's ears.

"Yes, I asked Stella and Pieter to take care of it."

Pram heard a long sigh before he threw Kailla back down and began to look down. The mature man smiled cunningly, looking at Kailla lovingly.

"One more time" pram's pinta.

"Aren't you tired?" kailla asked, closing her eyes. He could feel the sensation of Pram's touch as the man's fingers began to walk down the body.

"No. Oh yeah, I forgot to tell you, Naina rejected Pieter."

"Huh?" Kailla opened her eyes. From the beginning, he was very supportive of Pieter trying to get close to Naina.

"I will continue to support him. Isn't ... we're going to have a corporate birthday? Kaila began drafting plans for the group's RD deputy director.

"Hm." Pram muttered as he kissed Kailla's neck.

"Ah .. don't interfere with my concentration. I'm planning something to bring Pieter and Naina closer." Kailla protest.

"Don't deal with other people's problems. Take care of your husband first. It's been a long time that your husband hasn't been spoiled." Pram chuckled, sprinkling kisses all over Kaila's neck and shoulders as he grabbed the blanket and threw it as far away as possible.

The stunned pram stared at the smooth white body with a reddish mark ready to be eaten back. However, he had not had time to start, a loud bang mixed with the annoyed voice of Mother Citra shouting in front of the door of the room.

"Pram!'

"Pram!"

"Pram! Out you!" Ibu Citra vented her frustration.

Since then, the old woman was troubled, making restless friends. Passed two hours like hell, tormented with bad thoughts and worried about his beloved son. However, the opposite happened. Info from the home assistant, Pram and Kailla shut themselves in the room. Pram makes him inflamed, has fun behind the lie and makes him go through two hours like a madman.

"PRAM! GET OUT! YOU'RE BEING IMPUDENT, PRAM!"

The pounding on the door was getting tighter, both Pram and Kailla were panicking in the room. Pram jumped out of bed looking for his clothes, while Kailla rode to the bathroom. He tried to hide himself from the shame of being caught in-laws having fun in broad daylight. Even to leave both of his children to Ibu Citra.

The sound of the door opened, Pram could only reach the boxer and wear it to greet the mother.

"What's up, Ma?" Pram tidied his hair with fingers. Stand up while leaning against the door of the room. He was ready to welcome the explosion that Mother Citra would throw.

Bugh! The punch landed on Pram's shoulder, Ibu Citra vented her frustration.

"So, this is a serious problem? Important issue you mean?" omel Ibu Citra's. "These two hours, I'm thinking about you and Kailla. And you guys have fun here." Ibu Citra shook her head, again hitting Pram's shoulder tightly.

"Ma, don't be like this." Pram smiled shyly.

"It's old, it doesn't know itself. Don't you think your wife is only 25 years old and you also feel young. If you just want to have fun, just say it frankly. No need to lie." Ibu Citra is still nagging.

"Ma ...."

"One does not go to college, one is willing not to go to the office. Even though last night was satisfied. Don't dodge! The two nannies confessed to themselves that you've been picking up the twins all night." Ibu Citra was still nagging while shaking her head.

"I didn't think you were this crazy. I was also once young, but not as crazy as you guys!" cerocos Mother Image. "There, bring your children home!"

"Ma, already. Don't grumpy. Mama want another grandchild?" tawar Pram, smiling seductively. He tried to calm down.

Ibu Citra is wide-eyed. "Aren't you not going to add any more?"

"That's Kailla, if I. It's trying, Ma. There don't bother. Who knows if you can have twin girls." Pram chuckled.

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Tbc