The Love Story Of Pram And Kailla
Pram & Kailla 7

"Call his family!" the security chief said after no one would budge. The two women before him remained with their respective egos.

Deg—

Kailla stared at Sam, asking for help as usual. While the opponent casually contacted someone on his phone. The voice of the woman opposite Kailla sounded soft, the more heard the more disgusted Kailla.

“Sam, come here," asked Kailla to wave. As usual, his beloved assistant would be a shield for all the mess he made.

“I don't want any more, Non. Ask Tom only!” reject Sam, pointing towards a new assistant who has not understood his football so far. The assistant would no longer be involved in Kailla's drama. Instead, he secretly contacts Pram to solve everything.

“Tom unverified, Sam. How can I help,” whispered Kailla began to worry.

“I don't want to get involved, Non. I don't dare look into your mama-in-law's soccer eyes. That's more creepy than the roar of starving lion Mr. Pram.” Sam chose to stay away.

Kailla sighed violently, then turned to look at the mall's security chief. The man in the blue suit was waiting for a response from Kailla.

“My parents ... my parents .. em ... just that Mom, Mr.” Kailla stammeredly pointed towards Mother Citra who was sitting not too far away from where she was standing.

“My mom is old, sir. Already sickly and my father also died.” Kailla dramatized the situation while taking out her phone. Seen he rubbed the screen and showed a photo of Riadi navel. His face was made so clear, with teary eyes. Rushing towards Mother Citra, hugged her mother-in-law tightly while crying.

“Ma, please join me. Otherwise, we'll get in trouble. Mama doesn't want to until Pram comes here, does she?” whispered Kailla clutching the mother-in-law while crying as she pleased.

“Your husband?” ask the head of security for a moment after staring at the twins alternately.

Ow hell! I have to admit my husband is dead too.

Kailla swallows saliva.

“I'm her husband. Why else with my wife?” ask Pram in a relaxed manner. Suddenly the handsome man appeared from the direction of the door. Pram has been used to Kailla since a long time ago. It was nothing new for him to face all this.

“Good. Which husband of Mother are you, sir?”

“That, who was lamenting that,” said Pram, shook his head at the behavior of Kailla and her mother.

“Please, Sir. Worried that if neither side of the family calms down, this quarrel will continue outside. Both of them no one wants to budge,” explained the head of mall security.

From the direction of the door, a young man in glasses followed in. Wearing a black shirt and cloth pants, the man looked dashing, not inferior to Pram.

“Clayreen, what the fuck?” The heavy voice that sounded familiar to Kailla's ears was aimed at the woman opposite opponent Kailla. The girl shrieked and looked down.

“Sorry, Brother Adrian,” said the girl who turned out to be named Clayreen.

Deg—

“Pak Adrian.” Kailla made a soft voice, while hiding herself behind the back of her mother-in-law. He does not want to be seen or recognized.

“Who Adrian, Kai?” asked Mrs Citra to whisper.

“It, Ma. The man who just came in. Next to Pram.” Kailla whispered quietly, not wanting her whereabouts to be known.

“Yes, Mama knows. Mama ... Who is she? Where do you know?” asked Ibu Citra to save upset.

“On campus. He's a lecturer at my college, Ma.”

“Have married?” ask Mother Citra. Bad thoughts began to appear in the brain of the twilight-aged woman.

“He hasn't, Ma. He was the target of the students on campus,” said Kailla bluntly.

Deg—

Ibu Citra observed the man called Kailla as Mr. Adrian from top to bottom. Incidentally, Adrian and Pram were standing next to each other. It is easy for Mom to compare the two. Alarm alarms sounded in Mother Citra's brain immediately, when she found that Pram was left far away physically. Adrian is much younger, probably still in his early thirties. Much higher than Pram with white posture, tall and dashing. Goggled and very handsome.

“Ya Lord .. This is one of my fears as well when Pram sends his wife to college again. Kids are kids, what if Kailla's cheating on you again. Although Pram was never frank, but I knew Kailla was not a good woman. He inherited the blood of his mother. Kailla's been having an affair. It will not be difficult to repeat the affair while there is an opportunity. Soon Pram is almost fifty years old, much different from Kailla who is still young.” Ibu Citra.

“Kai, come!” pinta Pram, turned to look at Kailla who was hiding behind the body of Mother Citra. The assistants who could read the slide went wrong Kailla, suddenly boasting a smile simultaneously.

“Kai!” yell Pram again.

“Ma, how is this? I'm not afraid of Pram, I'm afraid of that glasses guy.”

“Already. Just meet.” Ibu Citra pushed her daughter-in-law slowly.

“Kai ..”.

“Ya, I ..” Kailla walked down, hiding her face.

“Apologies and finish immediately. I don't have ...”

“I'm sorry.” Kailla extended her hand while turning her face the other way. The soul of the defender shrunk when he met the handsome lecturer.

“While, it looks like something is wrong with this kid. He doesn't usually look like this. There must be something to keep secret.” Pram.

The quarrel was over, Kailla was able to breathe a sigh of relief as her lecturer said goodbye without realizing her whereabouts that had since lowered her head while covering half of her face with her hands.

But his relief did not last long, as the young man suddenly turned around and called for a foreign name that began to cling to him.

“Lala ...”

Silent, Pram frowned as the man called out a foreign name while looking at his wife.

“You're Lala, right?”

“Yes ... Sir.” Hesitating, Kailla raised her face. Smiling stiffly, while looking at the lecturer.

“Kai, you know him?” ask Pram wonder.

“Yes ... Mr. Adrian is a lecturer at my campus.” Kailla explained, trying to smile.

Pram is surprised, but he tries to throw away the bad thoughts that suddenly control his brain. All this time he tried to think positively, not want to damage his relationship with Kailla because something that is not yet clear.

“Ya, already. See you tomorrow at the college, La.” Adrian smiled and passed.

***

“Kai, accompany mom shopping. I will accompany the children until you are done,” Pram said as soon as they had walked out of the mall security room.

“You're not going to the office?” kailla asked, starting to act ordinary.

“I gave you two hours. I'll accompany the kids as long as you and Mama shop.” Prams explained.

“Good.” Kaila soon meets the twins and kisses her son in turn. She was happy to be able to shop without being disturbed by the twins.

“Mommy stay a while, you guys with Daddy first,” said Kailla rushed to hold her in-laws' hands. Just now Kailla was about to step up, but Pram stopped her.

“Kai, you forgot something?” pram asks, after seeing Kailla kiss her two sons but ignores him.

“Hah! What's up, honey? Is something left behind?” kailla asked confusedly.

Pram walked over, smelling both of Kailla's cheeks the same as when Kailla kissed Bentley and Kentley. “You forgot me, Honey,” whispered Pram smile. Patting the head of Kailla.

“You owe me a lot, Kai. Later at night for children to sleep early,” continued Pram blink one eye. With both hands tucked in her pants pocket, Pram tries to keep her own feelings. Either Kailla is changing a lot or her older self, getting spoiled and feeling neglected.

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Tbc