The Little Wife of the President

Chapter 121: Getting to Know Winny

The car that Bayu and Kailla were riding in had entered the KRD office page. Seen Bayu down to help Kailla open the car door. As soon as he saw his wife his boss was down, Bayu was a little surprised. Maybe because during this week Kailla was only in a closed apartment so she was not aware of her employer's physical changes.

“Non Kailla really pale huh? What hit the sun, so it looks as white as cotton face,” Inner Bayu.

Bayu walked tailing behind Kailla. His eyes did not stare at his employer's back.

“Iya really, cursive again!” said slowly.

“Bay, you anterin me until my husband's room yes,” command Kailla when already in front of the elevator. He doesn't want to meet Pieter.

“Good Non,” Reply Bayu briefly.

Ting! The elevator door opened leading them to the 5th floor, the floor where the President's room was located.

Kailla smiles as she passes Pram's secretary's desk.

Kailla entered the room Pram suddenly, without knocking first. Instantly surprised two old friends who were chatting on the sofa.

“Darling you have arrived?” pram approached Kailla. Pram's gaze instantly changed upon seeing his wife.

“Kai, are you okay?” pram asked as he looked at Kailla's pale face and looked more gaunt.

“Iya, I'm fine,” said Kailla smiled directly hugging tightly Pram's arm. She has not seen her husband's face for almost a week, although Pram comes home every night. But he's been asleep every time Pram comes home.

“Come. This is Winny Kai.” Pram takes Kailla to Winny.

“Win, this is my wife Kailla,” Pram introduce.

“At last I had the opportunity to also meet Mrs Reynaldi Pratama. I'm Winny, your husband's college friend. I just call Kailla yes,” say hello Winny directly hugged Kailla. Kissed both cheeks of his college friend's wife.

“I'm Kailla, uh..” Kaila looked directly at Pram, asking for her husband's opinion. He was confused as to what to call Winny. Because he's way below Winny.

“Call Winny only, just like your husband called me. I refuse old when called Aunty,” joked Winny. He understood the meaning of Kailla's gaze and confusion.

“Iya Wi...nny.” said Kailla hesitantly, seen her staring Pram back with a shy smile.

“It's okay Honey,” said Pram smiled at his wife who was so innocent and adorable. He walked over and hugged Kailla by the waist, taking her to sit next to him.

“Aduh Pram, your wife is very young. Don't let the Hendra know, he can ask for marriage again,” Winny babble again.

“Why not Pram all this time Kai?” winny asked Kailla, who looked down.

Kailla looked directly at her husband. He doesn't know what to answer.

“Don't be like this Kai, I can bite you later!” pram whispers in Kailla's ears. Looking at the innocent looks of his current wife, he really wanted to kiss her. Almost a week he did not meet Kailla, he missed her adorable wife's face so much.

“This week you kept me busy. Until I don't have time for my wife,” says Pram. It makes Winny laugh.

“You changed a lot Pram. Seeing you with your wife is like seeing someone else. Like it's not Pram!” winny Goda.

“Alright, I have to say goodbye first. My son is coming home from school soon. Usual likes nanyain if not see his mommy.” say goodbye Winny.

“Kai, I'll invite you and Pram to my house. You have to come yes,” said Winny with a smile.

“Iya..,” Kailla replied.

***

Pram looks to frame Kailla's pale face with both hands. For a long time he had not looked at his wife's face this clearly. He kissed his wife's thin lips.

“Honey, you're fine right?” pram asked after he finished his kiss.

“Iya... Why Honey?” Kailla asked back.

“Pale very Dear. You sick?” pram started to worry.

Kailla. “Maybe because I have no appetite this week.”

“I miss you,” said Pram immediately clutched tightly Kailla.

The cup!The cup!The cup! Pram peeped all over Kailla's face in tears. Almost a week ago, she could only hug Kailla in her sleep. That's only a few hours. If you do not think of his wife alone at home, he prefers to stay at the office only.

“Only orange juice. I'm nauseous, probably because I haven't eaten regularly this week, ” Kailla replied.

“We have lunch now. I can't stay long. Still a lot of my work Darling,” take Pram.

Pram keeps clutching Kailla's hand. Even in the cafeteria, he refused to let go.

“Honey, patience a little more yes. I try next week I don't go home tonight again,” Pram said.

The waiter delivered 2 steak plates on their table. Pram immediately cut the small meat steak to make it easier for Kailla to eat it.

“Eat Kai. You have to eat a lot. Your face is pale too darling,” Pram thrusting a steak plate that has been cut in front of Kailla.

But just now Kailla was going to feed that piece of steak into her mouth. The nausea came back to attack him. Soon he shut his mouth back. So as not to spit out all his stomach contents.

“Why Dear? You sick?” ask Pram to panic.

Immediately Pram got up from his seat, thrusting a drink at Kailla while gently rubbing his wife's back.

“Kai, are you okay?” ask Pram. Looking at his wife's current condition he was really worried.

“Kai, we go to the doctor only yes Darling,” take Pram. He's afraid something's going on with Kailla.

“I'm fine. Looks like I'm late for a meal, so catch a cold. Rest for a while is also done,” reject Kailla.

“Sayang..,” refer Pram.

“I'm all right. I don't want to eat anymore. My stomach is nauseous, I just drink,” Kailla said.

“You're really okay?” ask Pram again to be sure.

Kailla just nodded. “You just eat, I'll accompany you. After that I will go home. I want to sleep,” Kailla said slowly.

“Honey, after this I want to meet with Mitha.” Kailla said while sipping lemon ice.

“Iya, later I will accompany you to the place of Mitha,” said Pram. It was seen that he hurriedly finished his steak. He also has a lot of work to do.

“I'll be home fast tonight,” continued Pram. Looking at Kailla's condition, it seemed like she could no longer overtime every night. He's afraid something's going on with Kailla. This week Kailla is alone at home, accompanied only by Bu Ida and Bayu.

***

“Mit, you don't miss me?” kaila asked as soon as she entered Mitha's room.

“Mrs.!” call Mitha half-screaming, instantly smiling at Kailla.

“How is my husband?” kailla asked raise her eyebrows.

“Beres Mistress! I always monitor. Safely under control!” mitha replied showing her thumb.

“Oh yes Madam, yesterday Mr. President there was another interview. Well the female presenter was mepet-mepet the same Mr. President. Keep it straight away I secure Madam,” Mitha's story.

Mitha pulled out her phone, showing a photo of her work. Hope his President's wife gives praise for his real work.

“Plakkk! Kailla directly hit Mitha's arm.

“Basic female teaser! This isn't the presenter, but you stole my husband's chance!” kailla scolded after seeing the photo on Mitha's phone.

“Hahaha.., that's how I secure her Madam. If I don't steal the stand in the middle, it must be this woman who clings to the President. Meningan myself, Madam is clearly my seedlings bebet weights. Lah, if this woman, it could be that Mr. President was immediately attacked if less alert.” Mitha reasoned while chuckling at Kailla who was glaring at her.

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Thanks though. Love you all.