The Love Story Of Pram And Kailla
Pram & Kailla 52
Presidential suite, Fairmont Hotel.
The minutes of sighing and moaning in the luxurious room were mutual, collaborating to create an unusual harmony. Pram smiled with satisfaction after completing his wish, releasing the Kailla he had colonized since entering the room.
"Thank you, dear." Pram dyed Kailla's forehead decorated with sweat. The man rolled over the body and lay down beside Kailla to take as many breaths as he could.
Smiling considering the fierce battle that had just finished, Pram glanced next to him. Pram's breath went up and down, his chest still rumbling violently after the release. The man looked at his wife who was enjoying the exhaustion.
From the beginning of stepping into the hotel room, Pram was too hard working. Passion is still the same, but age cannot lie. Stamina decreases with age. Can not be compared with the young man of twenties, who is still prime-precious.
"Hm." Kailla was unable to answer, only muttering softly while closing her eyes. It was seen he pulled the blanket to cover his innocent body which was reddened by the act of the husband. Pram gave a trace almost all over his body.
"Prepare, Kai. The kids must be looking for you." Pram got up from his sleep, patted Kailla's thigh gently and rushed to the bathroom to clean her sticky body from the sweat.
The gurgling sound of tap water in the bathroom resuscitated Kailla. He nodded when he realized something. His work has increased lately. She had to comb her husband's cell phone every day to make sure that his suspicions were not true.
Kailla's fingers looked agile, wiping the phone screen up, down, left and right. She had to visit one by one the messaging apps on her husband's device to make sure that everything was safe and not like her fears.
Too washed away, Kailla who was reading the conversation Pram High School friends in the alumni chat group did not realize the arrival of her husband. She enjoyed it too much when her husband bullied school friends because he still had a baby at a young age.
"What makes you laugh?" ask Pram. He stood in front of Kailla with just a towel wrapped around his waist.
"Mahaha ...." Kaila chuckled as someone commented on the twins' photo and compared it to the granddaughter of one of Pram's friends whose age was even greater.
"They made you a joke." Kailla chuckles.
"Leave it. That's the price I pay for marrying a woman who deserves to be my own daughter." Pram looks relaxed and does not respond.
"Aren't you angry?" ask Kailla wonder.
Pram. "Let's get ready now" said Pram, seizing the phone from his wife's hand.
"I haven't finished reading." Kailla protest.
"Wake ready now, Kai. The kids must be looking for you." Pram pulls Kailla to wake up and clean up. The man smiled as he looked at his wife's innocent body, walking towards the bathroom shamelessly.
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"Bay, where are you?" Pram contacted Bayu after making sure Kailla got into the bathroom.
"Still in the apartment, boss. What was? Said ... Was the boss in the apartment?" ask Bayu from across.
"Yes ...." Pram was silent for a moment, swallowing the saliva.
Bayu watched in his silence. There was a feeling of guilt hitting him, each remembering his negligence which affected the sending him an innocent life.
"For a while I pulled away, until he really understood what he was doing was wrong. I don't want Kailla to misunderstand me. You know what Kailla is like. It's for Keisya's good as well." Pram dropped his ass on the couch, whispering softly. He didn't want her to sound like Kailla.
"Good, Boss."
"I can't just let go of Keisya. After all, Keisya and his mother are still my responsibility." Pram let out a rough breath.
"Sorry, Boss. Because of my negligence, everything's falling apart." There was a tone of regret in Bayu's voice.
"You want to be flanked again. It's been outlined for me. Perhaps, God reminded me to do a little good with what I have achieved so far. I can't take the boy off after you hit his father dead." Pause for a moment, Pram's gaze glared, staring at the ceiling of the room.
"Sacrifice is never enough. They lose the head of the family, which means that nothing else is the backbone of the family. There was no one to support Keisya and his mother. No one's educating that bad boy anymore."
"If Keisya's mother was healthy, things would be easier. I just gave him some venture capital, and after his efforts stabilized, I was able to relinquish my responsibilities. Without fear will make the lives of others abandoned," continued Pram.
Bayu silent.
"I'll feel guilty until the kid goes the wrong way, their life falls apart. No matter how much money I spent on them would never be comparable to his father's life. I hope you understand what I mean, Bay. So you can keep an eye on Keisya and replace me temporarily. At least .. until Keisya understands everything and I can calmly let go of my responsibilities without any more burden. Until he is fully mature and financially independent. If it doesn't shape it, he'll always depend on me."
"Good, Boss."
"Regardless of how he lived before he met me, it's none of my business. When fate brings him to me, I will treat him as worthy as my standards."
"Yes, Boss."
"Help me, Bay. This is also part of your responsibility. But, I get it. You can't do much either. I'm just asking you to help me. I was also able to get to what I am now because there was someone who was kind enough to take me into his life. If I were still on the streets, there's no way Reynaldi Pratama would be what it is now. Maybe stay by name or crouch behind bars." Pram leaned against the sofa with his eyes closed tightly.
"Good, Boss. Just relax."
"Don't scold him. Teenagers of his age cannot be treated harshly and harshly. Report everything about him to me, Bay," Pram said.
"Air whose age?" Kailla's voice interrupts Pram and Bayu's conversation.
"Kai?" Pram opened his eyes and was surprised by Kailla's sudden presence. His wife was standing in front of him with just a towel wrapped around his body.
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