The Love Story Of Pram And Kailla
Pram & Kailla 74

Along the way Jakarta Bandung, Kailla was more silent. The fact of pregnancy that he still kept alone, tightened on the chest and made it difficult to breathe. So far, he doesn't know what to do. I don't know what he will do going forward.

Sitting leaning back enjoying the ride, Kailla's eyes were lulled by the surging car swings as she passed through the uneven road. He almost fell asleep accompanied by the roar of a car that roared softly until two burly hands pulled his body to lean on the warmth he had not found for a long time.

Kaila caught the scent she had long missed. Her husband's expensive perfume mixed with Pram's body scent was so soothing and washed away.

"Kai, are you okay?" There was a soft, whispering masculine voice.

"Hm." Kailla muttered. Still comfortable and pretending to sleep. He does not want to be discovered if he is currently enjoying the warm embrace of the husband. The gang is too high, still not willing to make peace even though Pram has given up and tried to talk.

"You tired?" pram asked again, clutching tightly with his wife's body.

"Hm." Kailla. Hesitating, she tightly hugged her husband's waist and began to sniff. Every pregnant habit that does not change, Pram's body scent is always a opium for her.

"Cursed?" whispered Pram again. The man smiled when he found out that Kailla was also hugging him. As if to show there is a hidden longing, there is a sense that has not been conveyed.

Knowing his wife did not answer, Pram also close his lips and choose silence, enjoying the intimacy that has rarely happened lately.

"Sleep. I'll hold you until you're bored, Kai." Pram dropped his chin on Kailla's head. Her feelings are warming now. There was happiness for no apparent reason that he felt. The adult man felt flowers blooming in his heart as he clenched tightly to Kailla.

This fight keeps our relationship away, Kai. When I can hold you again like this, the happiness I feel cannot be expressed in words.

Pram tightened his arms, Kaila repeatedly lettuce.

"I love you, Kai." Pram whispered and closed his eyes.

Four hours into the trip because it was stuck in traffic, the car that Bayu drove finally arrived at the office of a subsidiary of RD Group. Looks like Jenny who had previously exchanged news with Pram, waiting in front of the entrance.

"Hurr, Pram." The short-haired beauty smiled.

Kailla was still staggering, limping along while enjoying the tingling in both legs. When his gaze collided with the sweet girl waiting at the door, the war sign alarm rang out loud in his ears.

Her husband is old, but that doesn't mean he can be let go. Evidently, Keisya alone can be crazy. Kailla believes many other girls out there are coveting her position, becoming the wife of a Pratama Reynaldi.

"Darling, wait for me." Kailla forced a quick walk to be able to immediately embrace and hold Pram's arm which is now talking to Jenny.

Bugh! Suddenly, Kailla had already slipped her hand on her husband's arm, spoiledly hugging and leaning spoiled there.

"Mom." Jenny smiled and greeted Kailla.

His gaze was like he was about to pounce on my husband. Can't be allowed. I don't want to be helped anymore.

"Let's go in." Jenny invites. He smiled as he looked at Kailla who was walking attached to his lead.

"I just saw the mistress of the owner of the company behave like this. Did Mr Pram choose the wrong wife? Not feeling uncomfortable?" Jenny, walking behind Pram and Kailla, is seen whispering with her long-serving assistant.

"It's an open secret. Old employees are no longer surprised. His wife Pak Pram is the daughter of the owner of the company. Spoiled girl, the only daughter of Riadi Dirgantara. The Pram man had nothing. Listen ...." The assistant was silent for a moment, circulating his gaze around to make sure the information conveyed by him was not heard by anyone else. He does not want to be considered to like gossip, even though what he reveals is fact.

"What?" Jenny slowed down, putting her ears up to hear the important news to be delivered.

"Sir Pram was lucky. He's just a kid who was taken off the street. Take nothing with you when you enter the Riadi family, get the throne, the treasure and the last thrust of women. Not haphazard ..20-year-old girl proffered for him who was 40 years old at that time, bonus positions and property. Who is the power to refuse."

Jenny and her assistant stopped talking as Kailla turned around and stared intently at the two. The threats that Kailla sent were not playful, even she snorted and watched the two one by one.

They think I don't know what they're gossiping about. My ears have been trained since High School. If it wasn't sharp, how could I have heard the answer from the exam question that my classmates whispered from a distance.

Kaila is very grateful to have applied for college leave. Learning is like a scourge to him. In fact, until now when he had a dream of repeating school again, like a terrible nightmare. As soon as he woke up, he could breathe a sigh of relief after making sure the white-gray uniform he was wearing was just a sleeping flower.

***

"Sir, do you want to have lunch or just start a meeting?" jenny asked while she was in the meeting room.

"Everything's lunch?" pram asked, staring at the clock on his wrist. The time has shown at 13:00 p.m. Lunch time is over.

"We're all here. If you are ...." Jenny could not finish her speech Pram had interrupted.

"To save time, let's just start a meeting. I have to return to Jakarta as soon as possible. I can put off my lunch." Pram turned to look at Kailla. He felt pity when his wife also had to resist hunger like it.

"Kai, take Bayu to get lunch. I've got to get a meeting, honey."

Kailla did not answer, instead she chose an empty seat and sat with other meeting participants. "I'm in a meeting with you, honey. I want to study and listen here." Kaila could not leave her husband alone in the meeting room. Moreover, he saw for himself how Jenny looked at Pram.

Pram walked over, touched Kailla's shoulder and whispered. "Darling, I'm fine. Go to lunch with Bayu. You must be hungry."

Kailla. Not answering, not moving from his seat. Pram could only comply after waiting for a while and Kailla remained on her decision.

"All right, let's start the meeting." Pram shifted the chair and sat down next to Kailla. He does not want to force. His relationship with Kailla has just improved. Arguing will only make the atmosphere cloudy.

What will happen in the meeting room?