The Love Story Of Pram And Kailla
Pram & Kailla 9

Almost a week ago, Pram took Kailla to campus. Ever since Adrian's name came out in his household life, Pram has become overprotective of Kailla. Not without reason, the affair of the mother of the twins a year ago still imprints in the mind of the man. There is a fear that makes Pram try to tighten the escort to the wife whose age is far from him.

The dawn still hides bashfully in the eastern horizon. Reddish hue, emitting a tinge of light. Kailla looks beautiful with her lacy pink apron and her blond hair smeared high. The smooth white skull with the inner hemisphere was so tempting.

Fighting with kitchen utensils in the morning, became his habit since marrying Pram. Although trained for almost five years, cooking is not a talent. In addition to a simple breakfast menu and processed eggs, Kailla is only trained to prepare MPASI for the Pratama twin duo.

The clattering of footsteps followed a voluptuous kiss at her smooth nape, making Kailla scream for an instant.

"Gee!" screech while grasping a stainless pot. Today, he tries to make spinach, corn and chicken soup for his two heroes.

"Morning, Mom." Pram smiled with satisfaction after successfully surprising his wife. The man was holding his two twins at once on the left and right of his body.

"Mamamam ..." joked Kentley with both hands outstretched. The little baby can't wait to get his mother's touch.

"In a moment, Honey. Mommy finish your porridge .. Can just carry." Kaila kissed both of her sons lips at a glance.

"Eh ... eh .. The handle does not?" todong Pram, resignedly and eyes closed advancing his lips, waiting for his turn.

A faint kiss landed on the man's lips without waiting for long. Looks like Kailla finished her work in a hurry and immediately washed her hands.

"Mom!" kailla shouted at Ms. Sari who was cleaning the green vegetables.

"Yes, Non." The old woman approached.

"Please continue! My children have asked to be carried" Kailla said, taking over Kentley's tiny body from her husband's arms.

"Why can you be with me, honey?" kailla asked to clean the dirt that was stuck in the corner of her son's eye.

"They cry for you. More precisely looking for the source of the milk." Pram chuckled while patting Bentley's back gently.

"Not just breastfed. Time is hungry again. Where's Kin and Bin?" kailla asked walking towards her room. He should be ready to go to college.

"Both are not yet visible, Kai." Pram followed his wife's steps to the back room.

"Oh yes ... this week .. there is a Family Gathering in Bandung. You're coming with me, yes" Pram asked.

Kailla turned around, looking at Pram. "Kids?" tanyakanya.

"Can I leave it to Mom. Just last night. Poor kids. Jakarta Bandung trip was quite felt, Kai. Especially if it gets stuck." Prams explained.

Kailla went into the room and sat Kentley on a fur rug, then dropped off a box of toys to keep the child from crying.

"NO!" reject Kailla.

"Kai, Honey ...." Pram began to persuade as usual.

He dropped Bentley next to his sister. "In addition to your sister, Daddy has to talk to your Mommy" Pram said as he pulled a plastic ball out of the box and handed it to his eldest son.

"I went to Bandung, and the kids came too. If the kids don't come. .. I don't go either." Kailla explained. Hurry up to walk in closet and prepare clothes for her and Pram's work clothes.

"Kai, I beg you. Ever since there were twins, you've been ignoring me, honey." Pram hugged Kailla tightly from behind, dipping the smooth white nape so wet that it teased her.

"Ah, don't make it red, dear," complained Kailla, turning around and starting to protest.

"I missed my time with you, Kai," whispered Pram. Deliberately exhaling a rough breath in his wife's ear.

"Don't spoil! You're old, baby," Kailla protested.

“Don't underestimate me, Kai. I'm still strong enough to carry you around the house. I'm not old.” Pram reminded, while lifting Kailla's body up to her carrying.

Just now Pram stepped out of the walk in closet while holding his wife, his two heroes screamed loudly. Kentley started, and Bentley perfected it. The cries of the two deafened their ears. Pram can only be patient, when he found the cries of his two sons getting louder.

“I didn't feel cravings for anything during their pregnancy. Don't blame me,” Kailla said, chuckling at the sight of the two babies still vying to scream. Not to mention the face of Pram who was so adorable as the shouts of the two dominated their bedroom.

“Let me down, Honey. I am tired of hearing their screams. Let me drop him off at Bin and Kin,”, Kailla continued.

“Good. I'm waiting for you in the bathroom.” Pram blinked one eye, letting Kailla take care of both. He's too old to serve two naughty babies who are down to his wife's talent.

***

That afternoon, Kailla came home a little late compared to usual. One of his best friends on campus, his birthday. He can't refuse the luncheon of the sweet, long-haired girl named Maya. A loyal friend accompanies him at every opportunity.

“Happy birthday, May. All the best,” Adrian said.

“Thank you, Sir.” Maya smiles shyly. His face flushed glancing towards Adrian who was already taking a sitting position across from them.

“May, you invited Mr Adrian?” kailla whispered to her birthday friend.

Maya nodded and smiled sweetly. “He who asked to come, La,” whispered Maya in right in Kailla's ear.

“Knowledge Pram, discharged me tonight. Could be a parchment,” grouse Kailla in heart. Were it not for Maya, he would have already refused to participate.

Not to lose her worry, Kailla was startled by the ringing of a cell phone inside her bag. His heart skipped a beat, netra swept around the restaurant when he found Pram's name appearing on the screen of the device.

“May, I'm out for a minute, yeah. My husband,” whispered Kailla slowly, as he walked out.

“Ok.”

Swiping slowly on the screen of the device, Pram's heavy voice was heard even when the phone was not yet attached to his hearing senses.

“Kai, where are you? Why not go home?” pram asked as if he understood the situation.

“A minute ... I'm home, darling.” Kailla answered in a stammer

“Go home now!” decah Pram's.

“Honey, I'm not good with Maya. He's birthday today.” Kailla reasoned.

I heard a breath from across the phone. “Not good with Maya or Adrian?” pram Todong.

“Hah!”

“Go home now! I'll have Stella send a birthday present to Maya on your behalf.”

“Honey...” whining Kailla sounds spoiled. “I'm not good with Maya, don't be this,” pinta Kailla.

“Maya or Adrian?” adamantly Pram again.

“Maya, Darling. No Adri ..” Kailla's eyes catch Sam's sighting from the restaurant's wide glass. His assistant gave the code through a wave of hands, like something was trying to convey.

“Sayang?” call Pram again.

“Honey,” reset Pram.

“Y-ya ... what's up?” kailla asked stammeredly

“Go home now or I'll catch up with you there!” firmly Pram.

“Hah?” kailla asked confusedly. His concentration was broken seeing Sam running in to him. The assistant's breath went up and down.

“Go home now or I'm catching up to there?” reset Pram, pressing.

Sam whispered softly in Kailla's ear. “Pak Pram rampaging in office. Bayu just called me. Bayu asks Non Kailla not to argue with Mr. Pram. Can finish the history of office people.”

Deg—

“How can it?” kailla said with lip language.

Sam shook his head in an incomprehensible omen. He was not involved and knew nothing this time.

“Kai, you still listening to me?” ask Pram.

“Y-yes, Dear.”

“Go home now! In half an hour call me from home,” said Pram turn off his phone.

***

Tbc