The Love Story Of Pram And Kailla
Pram & Kailla 51

Pram leaned back in his car seat while closing his eyes. He was waiting for Kailla to leave campus. Along the way must dampen his desire because of the sassy act Keisya.

He is close to half a century old, but he is still normal. Pram is still passionate when touched and approached by women. Undeniably, Keisya can provoke his passion and anger at the same time.

The man in white shirt took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. He was grateful that his logic was intact, still running where it should be. Not drifting in the game of snot teenagers who are playing with fire.

Tok .. tok.

Pram's eyes were docked, open for a moment when he heard a knock on the car glass. The man smiled with relief, his gaze fixed on Kailla. His beloved wife smiled and waved at him. Kailla was so beautiful at the moment, looking tantalizing.

"Come in, Kai." Pram tidied up the position of the car seat that had been made half lying down. He could not wait to vent the turmoil inside him on his wife. Her legitimate woman, the woman who is halal to touch, can be owned at will and at any time when she wants.

"Why, Honey? What the hell's going on? Why did it suddenly come without telling?" kaila asked shortly after getting into the car. It looks like the mother of the twins tidied up her sitting position while placing the bag on her lap.

"I miss you."

Pram suddenly clasped himself to Kailla before finally embracing the nape of his wife without permission. The kiss of lips that still smelled fried rice was ferocious. In fact he did not let Kailla protest or refuse.

Pram is completing the desire that has mastered it in the past hour. He's almost crazy and needs Kailla to help him. Enjoyed the thin lips of his little wife until satisfied, slightly reddened and swollen.

"Darling," Kailla made a sound as Pram let go of her lips. She could see something burning inside in her husband's net. So burning, that makes a Reynaldi Pratama almost burned.

"Are you okay?" ask Kailla wonder.

"Yes, we're looking for a hotel right now." Pram's hoarse voice sounded heavy, the man's breathing was wheezing.

"You're not sick, are you?" kailla asked while sticking the back of her hand on Pram's forehead.

"Normal. No fever." Kailla looked serious.

"Huh?" Confused pram.

"You didn't get corona, did you? Why does your breath sound heavy." Kailla. She was well aware of what was torturing her husband. Especially when he lowered his gaze, there was a sip behind the husband's black pants.

Pram flicked Kailla's forehead before tidying her seat back up. "About," Pram grumbled. The man's face looked serious.

"Your breath is alarming, dear." Kailla chuckles. He is still not satisfied with teasing Pram.

"We're going to a hotel or an apartment?" ask Pram.

Kailla seemed to think. His two eyeballs ran left and right, with the index end tapping slowly on his lips.

"We're going to a new apartment. What do you think, honey?"

Deg-

Pram was silent, thinking of Keisya who had just made him rise in blood. It is impossible to be frank about Keisya's behavior to Kailla. His wife would go berserk when she found out what Keisya had just done to her. It could even be that Kailla was doing things beyond expectations. He knew the beautiful woman beside him this was not a day or two. Pram knows exactly how to blow up Kailla when she's angry.

"The apartment is not ready. The plan, Keisya and his mother will occupy." Prams explained.

Kailla.

"I think it's better that they live in a more decent apartment or house than in a small rented one they're in right now. The road is narrow, can't get in the car. If anything happens to her mother, it will be very difficult. You know for yourself that Keisya's mother is sick." Pram explained the reason.

Kaila looked at Pram, looking for honesty in her husband's eyeballs. So far, he still keeps trust in the husband even though it was reduced due to Stella's story some time ago.

"So?" ask Kailla. He still harbors suspicion, but without proof Kailla cannot accuse him either. Moreover, all this time he felt Pram did not hide something from him.

"We'll just go to the hotel." The man smiled and prepared to drive his car.

"Why not just here?" Kailla seduces. Shifted his body closer and placed his right hand on Pram's lap.

"Oh my God, Kai. You're fucking me now." Pram's voice sounded hoarse, resisting the stifling desire.

Kailla's laughter sounded crisp, she finished everything and nodded.

"Yes, just go to the hotel. But, don't be long. The twins are a little fussy today, honey. Maybe the vaccine effect this morning. Bentley's kind of hot. If Kentley's arm is swollen. The boy cried every move. You know for yourself that Kentley's very active." Kailla. As a mother, of course she could not calm down when she found out her children were sick.

"Who's going to the hospital with you?" ask Pram.

"Mama accompanied Kinara and Binara during immunization. Last time I video called, the kids were still sleeping." Kailla's face dimmed. He was sad to remember the twins who were not feeling well.

"Where is sam?" Pram circulated his gaze before stepping on the gas pedal and driving his car away from campus.

"I sent him home to drive the milkman."

"Your lecturers still bother you a lot?" ask Pram. The focus of the man was divided by the streets.

Kailla. "not anymore. I never walked with my friend. So never met Mr. Adrian outside of college."

"Good then." Pram grabbed Kailla's hand and grabbed it.

Smuggled slowly. "I love you, Kai" said Pram, dividing his attention by the streets.

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