The Love Story Of Pram And Kailla
Pram & Kailla 84

"Kailla, down! What are you doing?" Pram panicked, went up the aluminum stairs and helped his wife down. "You're pregnant, Kai." Pram reminded

"Yes, I'm careful. I'm just helping Mama down, honey.

"Down now." Pram extended his hand. He did not want to until his pregnant wife slipped and fell.

Trying to keep Kailla safe, making sure his wife gets off safely.

"Honey, Mama's pinned on top. Can't get down." Kailla pointed towards Mother Citra who was lamenting fate. Since then, he has been trying to help his parents-in-law.

Mango trees are not too high, but for Ibu Citra it becomes a big problem. The old woman trembled as she looked down, her legs weakened and unable to stand up to the stairs.

"Ma, what are you doing up there?" Pram immediately tracked his feet back to the stairs, trying to evacuate Mother Citra who was sitting on one of the branches, hugging loudly on the main tree.

"Lack of work!" namel Pram so managed to grab the body of his mother and help down.

Before long, the crowd of assistants dispersed. One by one they left after getting a sharp look from Pram.

"Kailla's turn, your voice is so seductive. There is not a hint of anger in your tone. But it's Mama's turn, you ...." Citra's mother shook her head.

"Soalya Mama is late," grumbled Pram. "Unconscious of age, unconscious of ability. Let alone climbing, walking can suddenly fall. Up to what to look for?" pram asked annoyed.

"My son-in-law is pregnant, of course looking for young mangoes." Ibu Citra answered ketus.

"But, I'm not craving young mangoes." Kailla interrupts, defends herself. He doesn't want to be blamed.

"Mama just prepare. When Kailla wanted it, it was available on the table. After all, you should be able to fulfill the wishes of your daughter-in-law. If you can't do it, it's not Mama who has to make it happen. In Kailla's stomach it's Mama's granddaughter too."

"Mama doesn't have to bother. I can climb it if my wife wants it."

The old woman smiled. He had been waiting for this question to come out of Pram's lips.

"How come? While you and your wife only quarrel unfinished. Instead of my grandson being affected, I think from now on Mama should take over your duties." Ibu Citra smiled, staring at Kailla.

"From now on, you take care of all your wife's needs." Mother Citra looked at her son and daughter-in-law in turn.

Kailla is silent and bowed, while Pram who starts to catch her mother's intentions appears to send a code through a glance. He began to understand the purpose of his mother doing things that did not make sense.

"Me and Kailla are fine, Ma. Isn't that right, honey?" Pram reached out his hand, waiting for the wife to welcome.

"Yes, Ma. Me and Pram are fine. Mama doesn't have to worry." Suddenly Kailla hugged her husband's waist tight. There is no doubt as before.

"Seriously? You're not doing the show like you used to, are you?" todong Ibu Citra's.

The question of the mother-in-law slapping Kailla, the young mother raised her gaze and looked at Mother Citra.

"If you want to fight, continue later. When the baby in the womb was born. Mama only pity the fate of her granddaughter if both parents are in conflict. Your granddaughter wants to be welcomed with happiness, not with your debate." Ibu Citra tried to advise.

"Mama doesn't defend anyone. For now, Mama's just worried about your baby, Kai." Mother Citra let out a long breath. Before long, he rushed into the house, leaving the couple to finish what was still in their hearts.

Pram doesn't talk much, just takes Kailla into the house. He understood, his wife was currently repeating what her mother said.

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Throughout the day Kailla pondered a lot. He even looked dreamy when accompanying his children to play. Her mother-in-law's words were still spinning in her brain, reluctant to leave. There's a lot going on lately. From the story of Keisya who suddenly infiltrated his household to his second pregnancy that was out of plan.

Stepping gontai into her bedroom, Kailla is shocked when she gets a new Pram out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around her waist.

Having not seen this sight for a long time, he and Pram get into an argument and choose to keep their distance for the common peace.

"Kai, what's wrong with you?" ask Pram wonder. Walking closer to Kailla who was pecking on the spot.

Kailla.

"Mama's words need not be thought about. Mama's only worried about you, not blame." Soothing tram.

"I just feel like everything comes together. So sudden, that I had no preparation." Kailla spilled her feelings after all this time. "I know my husband very well, but I still don't want every memory of Keisya touching you." Kailla.

"Kai, listen to me. For now, just focus on your pregnancy. I know it's not easy for you." Both of his hands framed Kailla's face, trying to convince her that everything would be fine.

"Forget the Keisya problem. When everything is clear, I'm sure you won't have any more reason to hate it." Pram looked at his wife's bead.

All this time he thought hard, unpacking the secrets he kept tight or telling it to Kailla. He does not want his wife's past to be a burden. A burden for Kailla, a burden for her children.

"I love you, Kai. You know, there's nobody in my heart. There's only your name. Let's make peace, at least for the kids."

Kailla silence.

"Peace is not to deceive everyone. Peace for us, for the children, for the baby in your womb."

Kailla's eyes glazed over as she caught the earnestness in her husband's speech. He gave no answer. Instead he hugged Pram tightly and shed the tears he had been holding back since.

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The story of Kailla's pregnancy will not be reviewed anymore, because it was in the previous season. Soon into the last conflict. That means Pram and Kailla will be ending forever. No sequel, no bonus chapter. This is heavy for me, of course, also heavy for loyal readers who have supported up to three seasons (1 year 2 months ).