The Love Story Of Pram And Kailla
Pram & Kailla 4

“Where are your problems, Ma?” pram asked after confirming Kailla had completely disappeared from sight. Left behind he was both with his mother, facing each other in the family room.

Ibu Citra was silent.

“The problem is because all this time Mama made herself a benchmark for others. Make mama's mind the standard of truth to judge others!” todong Pram, throw his work coat over the couch. His face looked stiff, trying to resist being annoyed.

“Pram ...” Ibu Citra's voice sounded after a long silence.

“Really, right? Because my wife doesn't follow what you want, so my wife is wrong. Because my wife's nature is different from the ideal daughter-in-law you have in mind, so my wife is childish, stupid, exaggerated and can't be anything. Kailla's not a good wife you think. Because Kailla's not like you, so she's always wrong. Isn't that standard you made it yourself, Ma?"

Ibu Citra was once again silent and could only swallow saliva.

“Stop thinks like that! If you want to assess the shortcomings, please consider the advantages as well. That's just fair. Don't just take issue with the flaws, but Mama turns a blind eye to all the advantages. Mama seems to forget, no one is born perfect, including Mama herself.”

“Pram mean Mama is not so,” said Ibu Citra trying to calm Pram who began to provoke emotions.

“People like this Mama have filled the world too much. At least Mama can reduce it a little by starting to change and learn self-introspection! Mama's attitude is what provokes strife, not what my wife does.” Pram still isn't done.

The man with the tired face rolled up his shirt sleeves. “If you feel you still have flaws, stop judging my wife's shortcomings. One more thing, don't interfere in my household affairs. I want to send my wife to college on the moon, to college on another planet. That's my business. I'm ready with the risk.” Pram sighed after speaking at length.

“I'm sorry, Ma. I know, I was a little hard on Mama. It's just that I don't like Mama dropping my wife right in front of her. Because in our household, I was the one who arranged everything. I decided everything. If you want to complain and object, just come to me and tell me why. I'll consider it.” Pram slightly softened when he saw the beautiful eyes of his mother glazed over.

“Pram, Mama just doesn't like Kailla going to college and neglecting the kids. My grandson still needs his mother's touch.”

“Until any time, the children will never be ready to be left by their mother. I just want the wedding and the kids don't limit Kailla's wiggle room. Not limiting your chances of learning. Kaila can still touch the kids after college. You can still be with the kids on holidays. Even she still gives ASI until now, still breastfeeding. He was only a month in college, when the children had begun to be taught to eat ASI companion food. Not when it was a red baby.”

Pram squeezed his hair, then walked closer towards Mother Citra. “I don't want to argue. My love for my wife and my love for my mother are the same. I just want you guys to be able to stand on the same boat without knocking each other down. Because when Mama tried to drop Kailla, it is not impossible that mom will also fall. Aren't you guys in the same boat?” A kiss landed on Mom Citra's wrinkled cheeks.

The words that made Mother Citra wide. “Kailla's lunch will accompany Mama to the mall. Mama can shop as much as possible, Kailla will buy everything Mama wants.”

“Hah!” Mother's Eyes Image perfectly rounded.

“Yes, I'm serious. Take the twins with you. Bring along the twins' assistant and Donny.

“Yes God, is this a walk or a parade?” Ibu Citra complained, imagining how many assistants they had to bring when they went to the mall. There's Donny, there's Ricko, there's crazy Sam and no less crazy is the new assistant escorting the twins, Tom.

“Enjoy only!” Pram laughed while hugging his mother. “What Mama likes it?” ask Pram, whispering.

“Yes, you are my best son,” said Ms Citra with multiple happiness. Tomorrow he and his son-in-law will enjoy their shopping.

“Hahaha! Mama knows...Your son remains the best for you as long as he has a wife. Mama imagine if I married another woman.”

“Kailla never bothered, I want to give Mama how much money. Never envied my mother. Never mind the love I gave you, Ma. Mama should know...if I marry another woman, my wife may ask to send Mama to the nursing home.” Pram scared Mom Citra.

“Mama doesn't want to stay in a nursing home.” Ibu Citra shuddered.

“Hahaha .. I have to accompany the twins first,” pamit Pram to smile.

Mother Citra nodded.

***

Kailla was sitting in front of the dressing table when Pram walked into the room. Fingers hands with nimble polishing a thin powder of the naked face without make up after finishing the afternoon bath.

“Have a shower?” pram asked as he bowed and dropped his chin on Kailla's shoulder.

“Why? Usually if your face is like this, there must be someone who wants to convey.”

“Im sorry Mama,” whispered Pram with both hands wrapped around Kailla's waist which began to slim back. The twins mother's body shape has returned to normal. All that remains is a knife-scratched mark on the lower abdomen, which starts growing keloids at some point.

“I've forgotten it.” Kailla answered casually.

“Yang right ... You've forgotten it?” tanya Pram.

“Hmm.” Kailla nodded while polishing the powder on the tip of her nose.

“Becok noon, after college accompany Mama shopping,” pinta Pram.

"should?" ask Kailla.

"Yes, bring the twins too." Prams explained.

"Happy. Forget your Mom's words. He just wants what's best for his granddaughter, not disliking you. His name is also a parent, surely what he prioritizes now is grandchildren. Mama just doesn't want Bentley and Kentley to be abandoned. If you feel your words are wrong, just prove it with action, no need to serve it and make the atmosphere worse. When Mama sees reality unlike her fear, she will understand it by herself." Pram explained, covered with a warm kiss on his wife's cheek.

"Where are the kids?" tanya Pram gave a glance around the room.

"When I take a bath, I leave it to the nanny."

"I miss Kentley's mischief and Bentley's indulgence. They're exactly like you. My life has been too regular and straight, sometimes I feel the need to get out of the box and follow things beyond reasonableness." Pram chuckled at Kailla from the reflection of the mirror.

"Your insanity and mischief make my life more colorful. Your childishness and joy complete my life. And that hidden side of your adult life makes me feel lucky to have you."

Kaila immediately turned around and hugged her husband tightly. He had forgotten his frustration with his mother-in-law.

"What are you planning on doing with your mom?" ask Pram. He can enjoy the smell of Kailla's body just finished bathing.

"Hahaha .. I plan to create a fence between our house and Mama's house. So that later Mama can't visit our house anymore." Kaila chuckled at the thought of her mother-in-law screaming in front of the gate because the door was not opened.

"Bad boy!" Pram pinched the tip of his wife's pointy nose.

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