The Love Story Of Pram And Kailla
Pram & Kailla 70

Along the way to the office, Kailla was more silent. Sitting on the left side, the mother of the twins leaned against the windshield to endure a headache that had been reluctant to go away since morning.

"Kai, are you okay?" ask Pram. The man fretted when he found out that Kailla was not okay. Wife who used to be chatty, pussy and nagging, suddenly today becomes silent.

"Hm." Kailla muttered, closing her eyes. He was enjoying a small shake when the car hit an uneven road.

"Are we going to the hospital?" tawar Pram's.

Kailla shook her head, banging her head against the windshield to relieve her headaches.

"Darling ...." Pram shifted his seat. Usually he did not dare to approach, but right now Kailla needed his shoulder to lean on. Enclosed the body of the wife to spread in her chest, held in her arms to share the warmth.

"Honey, where's the pain?" ask Pram again. The grown man gave a smile as he felt Kailla was not resisting as usual. His wife hugged him tightly around his neck and started to smell his scent like she used to.

"My head hurts." Kailla said quietly, immersing herself in the warm embrace of her husband.

"Want me a massage?" tawar Pram's.

Kaila did not answer, but she did not refuse when her husband rubbed his temples. Pram's middle and index fingers look agile, making twisting and slightly pressing movements.

"This feels good?" ask Pram again.

Kailla nodded. However, a few seconds later, he felt a tidal wave in his stomach. Hurriedly covering her mouth with her palm, Kailla tried to stop something urgent from coming out from inside her stomach.

"Honey," called Pram when she saw Kailla's face paled.

"Kai, what's wrong with you?" ask Pram. He panicked as Kailla straightened up and looked agitated. He could see his wife was holding back nausea.

"Bay, please stop the car. Kailla's not feeling well." Pram ruled after confirming what happened.

Yes, Boss. Any minute. Parking is prohibited here." Bayu. His head looked to the left and right of the road, looking for a stopping place.

"Darling ...." Pram's feelings are getting worse, massaging the nape of the wife. Not getting there, the man hurriedly took off his work coat and put it on his lap.

"just spit. Its alright. It would be better that way," Pram rubbed Kailla's lower back at him and spewed out all the entrails onto her black suit.

Kailla hesitates.

"Come, just spit it out here." Pram persuaded while patting his thigh.

The mother of the twins bowed, spitting out her entrails without hesitation. He really can't take it anymore. The waves in his stomach were so excruciating that it made his chest hurt.

The middle-aged man closed his eyes as the liquid mixed with Kailla's breakfast sprinkled before his eyes. Pram could feel his trousers warm up a few seconds later, followed by the sound of Kaila's vomit several times until finally stopped.

"Dear, it's already." Kailla's voice sounded weak.

"Hmm, did it taste good?" tanya Pram. He tidied up his black suit and covered up Kailla's vomit marks and then placed it on the floor of the car. Honestly, Pram was disgusted. However, his wife was ill, he had to put that feeling aside and sacrifice his expensive suit.

Coinciding with that, the speed of the car they were riding on both stopped at a park. After struggling to find a place, Bayu finally managed to find a place straregis.

"Good, Boss. Anything else?" Bayu prepares to open the car door.

"No. That's it... You need something, Kai?" ask Pram to his wife.

Kailla.

"That's it, Bay. Please hurry up a little. Use your money first, I'll replace it."

Pram's view turned on Kailla. "It feels good?" tanyanya while cleaning the corners of Kailla's wet lips.

"Hm." Kailla nodded.

"Are you sure you don't want to see a doctor?" ask Pram again.

"Yes, I'm not going anywhere."

"Always so. I'm worried about you. If this is .. shouldn't rest at home." Pram smile. His hands were drying his wet pants.

Kailla.

Pram chuckles, while catching the spoiled look of Kailla who rejects his speech.

"I'm not gonna fuck around, Kai. Please trust me again. You sacrificed your college for nothing like this. Follow where I'm going. It's not that I don't like. I love watching you jealous of me. That means you have a great love for me, but this is not the way, dear."

Kailla pouted.

"Don't get mad. I know ... I'm guilty of you for Keisya's problem. Stop, Kai. Please forget everything and we start all over again. Just look at you, already thin dry like this. Fatigue and all day watching me."

"I can't believe you yet!" kailla ketus.

"Until when? I should how?" ask Pram, waiting for an answer.

Kailla.

"From tomorrow don't follow me again. I don't like to see you sick like this."

The sound of a knock on the windshield shocked Pram. The man turned and looked.

"Boss ...." Bayu lifting grocery bags.

Pram lowered the car glass. "Thank you."

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Sorry, brief. I've been busy lately. Thank ye. Typo etc, I will revise yes. Racing with time.