The Little Wife of the President

Chapters 11. Download All Wallet Om Contents

Shortly after, David arrives at the scene riding a black Bentley owned by Pram. David gasped and stunned for a moment when he saw Pram in a drenched and cold condition. As soon as his neutrality caught the shadow of his superior's daughter standing not too far from the vice director, he immediately understood.

When David arrived, the rain had stopped. Immediately he approached Pram while handing a change of clothes to his superior. Smile on the lips, see the miserable condition of Pram.

“Is this the price to pay for a vice director seat?”

“Dave, you wait here for a while, I want to change clothes in the car,” said Pram disperse the assistant's daydream.

After changing clothes, Pram rushed to David and asked him to take Kailla home.

“Dave, please take Kailla, I'll take the car first. I'll take a taxi to the location. My car was left on the side of the road,” Pram's orders.

“Kai, you came home with Dave, yes,” cried Pram from where he stood. Kailla who was still sitting still, did not reply at all.

“Dave, I'll drop Kailla, yes.” Pram walked over while patting his assistant's shoulder. Soon he crossed the street to find a taxi.

After picking up his black sports car, Pram chooses to drive the vehicle to Kailla's residence. In any case, he had to solve his problem with Kailla. Tomorrow, he has to leave town.

Before driving to Riadi Dirgantara's house, he stopped by one of the supermakets to withdraw cash at an ATM. During his time in Bandung, he had to make sure that all of Kailla's needs were met. Moreover, all the girl's credit cards had been blocked. Although he had left the card to David, at least Kailla must have a handle for his daily needs.

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The residence of Mr. Riadi.

When Pram entered the house, it appeared that Kailla was lying on Mr. Riadi's lap while watching television. Sometimes they laugh giggling at a joke show on one of the local channels. Upon seeing Pram's arrival, Kailla immediately woke up staring intently at the man.

“Dad, I'll go to the room first, yes. Suddenly drowsiness attacked me,” said goodbye to Kailla with a sullen face. He walked while shaking his feet, making a loud noise at every step.

“Pram ...” Mr. Riadi greeted, but Pram who was still faithful looked at Kailla who was walking the stairs to her room located on the second floor.

“Goodnight, President,” sahut Pram. His voice came to a halt as a loud voice sounded from the second floor

Brakes. Kaila slammed the door of her room tightly, startling two people who were standing in front of the television.

“Gosh! The boy," grumbled Mr. Riadi while stroking his chest. “Why again? What's with the kid?” mr. Riadi asked addressed to Pram.

Pram smiled, “Your daughter is amazing, President.”

“Hahaha. Therefore I choose you to handle it,” said Mr. Riadi terbahak. He is not sure if others will be as patient as Pram. He saw for himself how Pram treated his daughter all this time. Therefore, he steadied his heart, handing over Kailla's future to Pram. Despite Kailla's age, Pram is sure to be the best choice for Kailla.

Pram chose to sit for a while to accompany Mr. Riadi to talk. He also reported project issues at the branch office which required him to go to Bandung tomorrow morning. Pram took a quick glance at the circular Patek Philippe on his wrist, hurriedly ending his chatter. He still has to solve the problem with Kailla.

“Can I meet Kailla in her room, President?” tanya Pram asked Mr. Riadi for permission.

Mr. Riadi just nodded. Pram rushed up the stairs after the stairs that led him to Kailla's room.

Tok .. tok.

“Kai ... Kai, Om please open the door.” Pram called out to Kailla as the back of his hand slowly knocked on the panel door in front of him.

Silent. There was no response from inside the room. Pram knocks and calls out to Kailla.

“Kai, have you slept?” call Pram again with loyal hands knocking on the door of the room.

It remained the same and there was no sign the door would be opened. Actually Pram was sure the girl had not slept, he had heard the sound of a cell phone in the room.

Pram tries to be patient in a moment, forcing Kailla to be unsuccessful. Though he could have entered with a duplicate key, but it would only make Kailla even more angry with him and he himself would have trouble.

Fifteen minutes later, Pram's patience runs out. He knocked on the door of the room for the next time.

“Kai, open the door! Om know, you haven't slept,” call Pram again.

“In five minutes you do not open the door, Om will break down your room door. And after that you will not be able to hold a credit card forever,” Pram threatened. Stand up, leave your waist in front of Kailla's bedroom door.

“Om will count down, Kai.10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5 ..”

Chequek.

The door opened on the count of five. Pram pushed the door wider, stepped in and saw Kailla lying face down on the bed. Pram chose to sit on the edge of the bed, right next to Kailla.

“Kai, tomorrow Om have to get out of town. There is a problem with our project in Bandung" Pram said, opening talks with Kailla.

“After Om returns, Om will take care of all your credit cards,” explains Pram while taking out his wallet and putting it on Kailla's side.

“Take! While you can hold the cash until Om returns. Whatever you need, Kai. Even you can take all the contents of the Om” wallet Pram said.

“Really?” Kailla immediately got up and grabbed the leather wallet. His face turned bright.

Pram nodded, letting the girl unpack all the contents of her wallet excitedly.

Kailla's completely drained all of Pram's wallet. Taking all cash worth seven million rupiah, after which still ruffled all credit cards owned by Pram.

“No to credit card, Kai.” Pram immediately grabbed his wallet back from Kailla's hand.

“If you need something, you can ask Sam to contact Om's assistant,” Pram explained later.

“Om go how many days?” Kailla asked as she fixed her seat and leaned on the head of the bed. Staring at the handsome man who had been so patiently serving her today.

“Fast three days. Remember, don't bother Daddy, Kai. Poor Daddy is old, already unable to serve your mischief. Especially if you've been scooping,” said Pram while ruffling the head of Kailla.

“Ya, Om.” Kailla answered briefly presenting her sweetest smile.

“Ok. Om pampering. Don't be angry anymore. Good night, Kai.” said Pram while pecking at Kailla's head.

Kailla just nodded and smiled, staring at the pile of money that was now on her bed.

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Tbc.