The Love Story Of Pram And Kailla
Pram & Kailla 5

The wind swirling in tandem with the ripples of sea water led to the sleep of a pair of different-aged human children that were getting quieter. Hugging each other tightly, both of them lay down in a loving embrace. The clock on the wall crept towards midnight, the cold penetrating the skin.

Kailla, who is starting to get distracted, appears to be smuggling her slender body deeper into the arms of Pram, a half-century-long man who still looks handsome and dashing. The chest of the field with the belly of the box, inversely proportional to the other Adam of his dominant age with the chest shriveled and the belly of the melon.

It looks like Pram slightly changed positions before finally looking for comfort in the niche of his wife's neck. The smell of bath soap mixed with the scent of Kailla created an intoxicating sensation. Just tightening his embrace possessively, suddenly the cry of the Pratama junior duo sayup-sayup sounded from the next room.

Pram who woke up first seemed to force his body to wake up from sleep while massaging his temple which suddenly throbbed.

“Kai, wake! Starving children.” Pram shook his wife's body slowly. Sensitized pity, he knew Kailla had not been asleep for long. Breastfeeding her son, two hours ago.

“Kai, wake up, Honey. Kids need you.” Pram again teased the sound body of Kailla who was still at home closed her eyes.

Pram had a chance to smile when he saw Kailla still hugging the bolster comfortably.

“Build, My dear ... Kailla Riadi Dirgantara Pratama.” Pram whispered while biting slowly Kailla's earlobe.

Deg—

The woman with light blue pajamas opened her eyes when she felt someone calling her name in full accompanied by a rough gust of breath making her hair bristling.

“What's up?” kailla asked with half-circumcised eyes. Unable to hear her husband's answer, Kailla hears the screams of her twin son.

“Bent!” Kaila throws her blanket rough and jumps down from the bed. He went to the twin's room, which was connected to his bedroom. Pram seemed to be running after.

The couple was so compact, Kailla grabbed Kentley's body and brought her youngest son to sit on a single sofa that was specifically used for breastfeeding. While Pram embraces the tiny body of Bentley, to calm his eldest son while waiting for the turn of breastfeeding.

The atmosphere of the room that had been filled with baby cries, was silent in a matter of seconds. Kailla was in a nursing position and Pram put the other baby on her shoulder. Patted the tiny back slowly while swaying to the right and left. The routine of married couples who every night must be willing to wake up for the sake of the baby.

“They're starving, Honey.” Pram said slowly as he felt Bentley tasting his shoulder.

“Hmm.” Kailla muttered with her eyes closed while enjoying the throbbing peak of her chest, which Kentley enjoyed.

Pram chuckled softly when he saw how greedy the youngest son was, tasting with all his might so that he almost choked.

“Sshhh ..” Kailla grimaced in pain. His closed eyes opened perfectly when he felt excessive pain at the top of his chest, the exit source of his children's intake.

“Sick, Kai?” pram asked after seeing the pained face of his wife.

“Hmm.”

“Later I will teach the children the correct method. Which can make Mommy enjoy it instead of grimacing in pain,” Pram's goda.

After the baby Kentley is full and falls asleep in Kailla's sling, Pram exchanges it for a baby Bentley who also begins to calm down. The man smiled as he looked at the sleeping Kailla while breastfeeding. Baby Kentley was put back into bed, Pram chose to stand while looking at his wife and son who were both asleep.

Even baby Bent has rejected natural milk sources without the preservative mommy. The baby's mouth was open with his tongue folded up. The delicate snoring of the mother and child sounded gentle and regular.

“Boother both.” Pram shook his head while taking baby Bentley from Kailla's lap carefully. Slowly put his first son on the cot.

Back on his feet looked at the sleeping Kailla with a challenging appearance. The young mother's head drooped forward with her open pajama top perfectly showing off the wonders of the world that had always driven Pram mad.

Since pregnancy and childbirth, his wife's valuable assets are much greater than when she was a girl. Areola widened with an enlarged peak, none other than the actions of twin heroes who collaborated with Daddy. The three never get tired of pranking the 25-year-old woman.

“Kai, back to sleep in the room,” whispered Pram after buttoning back his wife's sleeping pajamas.

“Gendong.” Kailla spoke spoiled with half-covered eyes. Both her hands were coiled unexcusedly to her husband's neck.

Both corners of Pram's lips are pulled upwards. Without protest the man slipped his left hand behind Kailla's back, and his right hand behind her buttocks. Carrying Kailla back to their bed.

“You know, Kai. I miss your indulgence and mischief again.” Pram whispered softly after putting his wife's body on the bed. Kailla is asleep again.

“You changed a lot,” said Pram, gently carve the curves of Kailla's face with her index back.

“I want my old wife. Not something like this. Please give me back my old wife, who can destroy a whole house. Which can overturn my feelings.”

***

Kailla has been busy in the kitchen since dawn. Having a twin hero and going to college again, Kailla's morning stint adds up. In addition to having to prepare Pram breakfast, he also has to prepare a companion meal for his children.

He had just finished steaming potatoes, broccoli and salmon, which would later be blended for his twins. Suddenly in the midst of his busyness, two burly hands crept past his slender waist and locked onto his stomach.

“Morning, dear,” said Pram in a hoarse voice, dropping his chin on Kailla's shoulder.

“Why wake up so early?” kailla asked, patting her husband's face gently with her.

“I miss you,” whispered Pram slowly in Kailla's ear, tightening the winding of her hand.

“We meet every day, what do you miss?” ask Kailla. It appears that he cut off two of the avocados and removed the seeds. Broken chicken eggs in the middle of the avocado and spiked with a little salt.

“Honey, black pepper just a little,” pinta Pram while peeping Kailla cheek.

“Ya.”

“Solve quickly. Accompany me. Earlier, I had Kin and Bin take care of those two little buggers.”

“What else do you want? I have to go to college this morning.” Kailla reasoned. His hand deftly stuffed the egg avocado into the microwave and started heating after setting the time and pressing the start button.

“Come with me!” Pram took off the apron from Kailla's body.

The mature man stood in front of Kailla and spread out his hands.

Kailla played both eyebrows, confused by the husband's intentions.

“Let’s go!” Pram coded Kailla to jump and climb into his carrier as they used to, a habit they often do when the twins were not present in the middle of the two.

Kailla who had understood, immediately threw a rough washcloth from her hand and scoured up into Pram's sling. Both hands are wrapped around the neck and both legs are beautifully wrapped around the waist of the husband like a baby koala.

“I miss all this,” whispered Pram. He tried to balance his body, walking towards the study.

“Serious?” kailla asked, peeping the tip of her male nose.

“Hmm.” Pram nodded.

“Our household life is like no one else. We fight and make up like children. We argue for unimportant things. We play hide and seek, we play chases in the house and .. there is much more madness that may not be found in the household of another couple. And I miss him now.” Pram said honestly, choosing to step back while holding Kailla.

“Come, guide me now. I can't see the way.” Pram chuckled, then closed his mouth when he passed by Mother Ida who smiled to see the two.

“Kiri.” Kailla was blown away as Pram's feet began to step.

“I want to age with you in this way.” Pram said while stepping back.

“Right of two steps is the working room room door.” Kailla gave orders.

“Stay directed me like this. I'm not young anymore, maybe later I'm senile or my eyes are not functioning perfectly. Could have gone the wrong way, and forgot the way home.” Pram said slowly. He looked around, then kissed Kailla's lips.

"Perfect, Honey!" pram said after parsing his kiss.

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TB