The Love Story Of Pram And Kailla
Pram & Kailla 44

It was nine o'clock at night when Kailla came back from the toilet dragging her long dress.

"Honey, I saw Naina pass out in the toilet." Kailla limped, her legs abrasive due to high heels.

"Huh?" Pram was sitting holding the eldest, surprised by the information that Kailla conveyed.

"Pieter knows?" ask Pram again.

Kailla nodded. "I told Pieter. And ... By the time I got back to the toilet, Naina was already being carried out by a handsome man. I forgot her name .. but according to Pieter it's Naina's ex-husband." Kaila threw her body on the chair, unable to stand for too long.

Pram seemed to think for a moment. "Forget it, it's none of our business."

"Yes ...." Kaila pulled up her long dress, showing off both legs that were beginning to swell, blush and sting.

"Darling, my legs hurt." Kailla complained about the effect.

Pram smile. "I told you from the beginning" said Pram, handing Bentley over to Binara.

The mature man was seen sliding the chair to get closer to his wife. Shamelessly, Raised both of Kailla's legs to climb onto her lap so that she could see more clearly.

"Where does it hurt?" pram asked, taking off the high heels on the left and dropping them near the leg of the chair.

"On the end, it's pinched. So all the swelling. If the heel is slightly scuffed," complained Kailla in a spoiled tone.

"The other one, too, dear," continued Kailla, grew bigger as Pram began massaging her toes. He smiled, looking at Pram in love. Her husband shamelessly spoiled her even though several pairs of eyes were looking at them.

"I said it from the beginning, still refuting. The woman's illness is almost the same, willing to be tormented to look beautiful." Pram grumbled while removing the other high heels.

"Thick makeup, red lips. Just want to eat hard, not to mention every move is afraid of her hair being damaged. Ckckck ... plus this, high shoes, torturous dresses like this," continued Pram, recalling throughout the event Kailla pulled her boss down and sagged.

"Sorry ...." Kailla smelled a smile.

"Yes, let's go home. The show is also over. Some were also home" Pram lowered Kailla's legs, stood up and held a pair of high heels lying on the floor.

"But .. My feet are dirty, dear." Kailla waved her hand asking Pram to come closer.

"Otherwise?" pram asked, looking at Kaila's bare feet moving about.

"Come on, stand near here, turn around and face it" Kailla said.

Pram had not had time to spin, Kailla had moved Pram's body to stand behind him. Without permission, the twins' mother was already on Pram's back.

"Oh, Kai!" pram protested, suddenly Kailla was already stuck on her back.

"Sstt, carry me. This way ... My feet won't get dirty, honey." Kailla smiled happily. It's been a long time since I've enjoyed crazy things with my husband.

Pram smile. To be honest, he misses the madness of this kind of Kailla. Later, their lives are too organized and follow the rules. He misses doing many crazy things that other couples rarely do.

"Kai, how about we run off and spend the night on the streets?" tawar Pram's. Without any hesitation, carry Kailla on her back and walk towards the elevator. He could see his mother protesting from a distance through her head and a sharp gaze.

"Sstt, Mama's glaring at us." Kailla whispered.

"Well!" Sontak Kailla hit Pram's shoulder, hastily tightened the armband around her husband's neck so as not to fall. Kailla smiled looking at her dress that rose to the thigh and displayed the bare feet that Pram was now holding back so as not to fall.

"That's right." Kailla protested shortly after they got into the empty elevator. "Down me now" asked Kailla.

"Aren't your feet dirty?" ask Pram wonder.

"Some one will come in" whispered Kailla. "I'm the mother of two twins. It feels, my veins are starting to function perfectly," Kailla said jumping down.

Pram chuckled, reaching for his cell phone and calling his mother. He was serious about his words. The man chuckled again as Kailla stood up and stomped on both her legs wrapped in a shiny black pantofel.

"This is more romantic" said Kailla, clutching her husband's waist. In this kind of facing position, he could see Pram's face up close. The lines start to show on her husband's face when he smiles. Moreover, two wrinkles in the corner of the eye that can not lie.

I heard Pram talking on the phone with a smile. The man was enjoying Mother Citra's nagging due to the madness they had just done.

"Ma, I'm picking up the kids. Tonight sleep in my house, accompany the twins for a while."

"Huh? You guys aren't coming home?"

"No, Ma." Pram smiled, keeping the phone away from his ear. Mom's voice was like lightning coming from the other end of the phone.

Just closing the phone, both activities stopped when the elevator door opened. They had already reached the lobby, Bayu and the other assistants were already waiting.

"Bay, please lock the car. Tonight I'll drive myself."

"Boss didn't come home?" tanya Bayu looked at Pram who stood with his wife's shoes. Kailla was seen hugging her husband's arm, on her tiptoes as the soles of her feet felt the coldness of the marble floor.

"No, me and Kailla are staying out tonight. I picked up my mom and my kids. Stay at Mama's tonight." Pram patted Bayu's arm.

"Good, Boss."

After finishing his affairs with the assistants, Pram bowed and thrust his back at Kailla.

"Come on, not your feet dirty," said Pram.

"I don't want to anymore. Just now .. I've borne shame while inside." Kailla chuckles. "I realize it now, I can't seem to be anymore. I've been the mother of your two babies. What do the people who see it say." Kailla revealed what she felt. Not to mention her mother-in-law's cynical gaze.

Pram straightened his body and turned to look at his wife. A smile was etched on his lips. "I'm happy for the progress of your way of thinking. Everyone will grow over time. But can it still be the old Kailla. There's no need to worry about what people say, as long as you're not harming others and you're sure that what you're doing isn't a mistake."

Kailla.

"How many people do you have to change your mind, baby. Everyone has one head, one thought. Just live according to what you believe, no need to worry people say. We live, we enjoy. We know what happiness is like. If you want to be happy, live by your heart, do not obey people. Other people do not know what we feel and live. The point is, just enjoy your life. No need to take care of other people's problems and no need to hear what people say sometimes just to bring you down. The good received, which is not good just think of the wind then."

Kailla was stunned for a moment. "Alright, I'll forget my nagging, annoying mother-in-law for a moment. Let's have some fun" Kailla said, jumping up on Pram's back.

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