The Love Story Of Pram And Kailla
Pram & Kailla 81

“Kai!” Mother Citra was still shouting. Walk up to his son and throw a punch. On his shoulders, shoulders, back, even the handsome face of Pram could not escape his mother's fist.

“It's old! Still his behavior!” mother Citra's nagging, back hit her son's shoulders and chest tight.

“Aw! Ma, this is too late. Mama misunderstood. I have nothing to do with Keisya.” Pram rubbed his face reddened by a slap. The ultimate blow that could make Pram grimace in pain and sigh slowly.

“Umur can no longer be counted fingers, still your behavior, Pram!” omel Ibu Citra's.

“Remember the age, don't just be able to spread the charm. Mama sure, some of your friends must have faced the Almighty.”

“What the fuck!” Pram shook his head to hear the words coming out of Mother Citra's lips. The comparison his mother used was other than the others. If other people always compare Pram's children who are still small with the children of his friends who have completed college, not even a few who have married. His mother even compared him to his partner who had gone first.

“So you can be self-conscious, if your age is not ABG anymore. Don't be fooled and left behind by your wife's child. Kailla if you're off you can still get a new husband. Well, if you. How to find a woman who truly loves you. If there is, it must be hard. The average is approaching your money. When you are sick they just throw you into the streets.” Mother Citra let out her heart. He was upset with Pram.

“No, Ma. I'm just loyal ...” Pram tightened his lips when he saw Kailla appear while holding his eldest son.

“Yes, Mom. What's up screaming?” Kailla asked casually. He has absolutely no idea what happened.

“Your husband cheated on you and you hid this important thing from Mama?” Ibu Citra launched its attack. Walking closer to Pram, back to beat his son. On the shoulders, arms and chest, even Mother Citra hit Pram's head and made her son scream in pain.

“Ma, want to kill me?” pram shouted, feeling extreme pain when his mother hit the temple.

Kailla was confused, looking at her husband and the quarreling mother-in-law. Both looked fine, but now the conditions are different. Seeing her father-in-law's eyes flushed with neck veins stiffened, Kailla was sure there would soon be bloodshed.

“Ma, what's going on?

“This husband of yours .. If indeed he has dared to cheat behind you, we should just drown it in the sea beyond. You and your children can still look for a more suitable replacement.” Mother Citra looked fiery. The body that usually complains of being sickly, is now excited and drags Pram out.

“Kai, help me. Mama misunderstood Keisya. You know clearly ...”

“No need to defend yourself. Wrong is still wrong!” cut Mother Citra, do not want to hear Pram's defense. He was busy dragging the body of his son who did not want to fight. If Pram wants, Ibu Citra certainly will not be able to match his strength.

“Ma, don't put this up.” Kailla finally made her voice after being confused.

“My husband is not cheating. Mama was wrong. It's all not true,” continued Kailla trying to explain. He did not want the business to get longer and known to everyone. From the beginning he always covered this problem and did not want his in-laws to know.

“Ma ..” Kailla pleaded with a face. While holding Bentley, he grabbed Mom Citra's wrist.

“Tell me, Kai. Where Pram keeps the woman. Come on, after giving this self-knowing old man a lesson, we teach him his love.” Ibu Citra is still blazing. So excited that he forgot about his age that he was not young anymore.

“Ma, I beg you. The problem is over. Just misunderstand me. Me and Pram have also made up. Purely Just misunderstood, Ma.” Kailla persuaded

Hearing her daughter-in-law's explanation, Mother Citra softened. “You sure?” tanyanya, take off the hand checks and switch to grab the petite body of her grandson who was frightened because of her screams.

“He didn't hurt you?” ask Mother Citra again.

Kailla.

“Alright then. But, if you still intend to drown him, Mama will support you.” Citra's mother kissed Bentley's cheek and immediately came out without much more talk.

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"Kai, thank you." Pram sat on his bedroom sofa while rubbing his swollen temple due to his mother's punch.

"Mama's already seven heads, why when angry his punch is so deadly." Kailla removed her husband's hand and rubbed Pram's temple with a wet towel.

"I don't know. Most importantly, I'm happy now." Pram suddenly grabbed onto Kailla's waist standing bent, facing her.

"No need to be too happy. I defended you, it doesn't mean we made up. I don't want Mama to drown you on the other side. If I have to drown, I can do it myself. I'll drown you, not Mama."

Deg-

Pram gulps. He thought his problem with Kailla was over when his wife defended him, but his guess was wrong. It's all still the same. The war was still roaring, there was no ceasefire plan from his wife.

"It's okay, honey. What matters is that thanks for defending me. You are the best, second to none." Pram pulled Kailla to sit on his lap. His wife's waist was possessive.

Looks Kailla rubbed Pram's reddened facial skin.

"How did Mama know?" Kaila sat sideways, staring at the window.

"I told Mama." Pram bluntly, dropping his chin on Kailla's shoulder.

The mother of the twins sighed softly. "Since the beginning I've closed this off from Mama. Why are you dismantling it again? I don't want this shameful matter to be known to others, so I'm silent. It's a shame, I don't want people humbling my husband." Kailla said softly.

"I ...." Pram is silent, looking at the wife who can now be hugged freely. Dailla cheek pecked without permission. It's been a long time since I've touched this woman he loves for real.

"I don't like my domestic problems being mixed up with other people, including Mama. I want to solve it myself, alone with you, without anyone else knowing." Kailla said slowly.

"Yes, thank you, Kai. Even when you are angry, resentful and upset, you still take very good care of me. Thank you." Thank you." Pram smile.

It's not wrong to ask for his help. Mom is the best.

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Sorry, I'm late up. The story of Pram & Kailla is nearing completion. I'm fighting to end it and resolve all the conflicts. Thank ye.