The Little Wife of the President

Chapters 126. Mama, how should I?

Bayu looks into the apartment with a shopping bag in his hand.

“Nih!” sodor Bayu to Bu Ida. He was still standing there, unwilling to switch even a little. He was making sure the test pack was right for Ms. Ida.

Along the way, his brain thought hard for what Bu Ida bought a test pack. Not nothing, while in Austria he lived in the same unit as Bu Ida. If something happens to the old woman, she must be the one that Pram took first. Although it does not make sense, but today often happens things beyond common sense.

He had thought about what this test pack was for his Boss' wife. However, surely his boss will immediately take his own wife to the hospital or buy his own test pack to the pharmacy.

“Thank you!” said Ms. Ida. His eyes glared at Bayu who was still staring beside him without speaking.

“Why still stand here?” ask Ida again.

“No, Mom. I still can not believe the reality that is in front of my eyes,” said Bayu shook his head.

“Ya already, come with me,” invite Bu Ida while laughing lifting the test pack that is still in her shopping bag.

Hearing Bu Ida's invitation, Bayu immediately shuddered. He quickly disappeared from before the old woman who had laughed at him.

“There-there's only!” grouse Bayu. He chose to lie on the living room couch, straightening his legs. During these ten days his work was only eating and sleeping. Kaila all day just locked himself in his room, automatically he has no job. Watching tv from morning to night.

***

It was seen that Ida was walking hastily towards her master's bedroom.

Geck! Geck! Geck!

Just now Mother Ida was about to knock back, but Kailla had already opened the door and stuck her head in the doorway.

“This, Non!” Ms. Ida handed over the test pack to Kailla with a smile.

“Thank you Mom!” answer Kailla briefly.

“Hopefully positive, Non. To add dear Mr. Pram,” seductive Bu Ida while closing the door of his master's room.

Looks Kailla reached into the contents of the shopping bag and pulled out an object that was first seen. Before opening the packaging, he tried to read the instructions. The more you read the more confused you are. He finally decided to find out from Google.

“Oh, this should be dipped in urine,” he said slowly.

He hesitated to check, but he had to know the result. Hopefully not as he feared. He's really not ready right now. Although he had said he wanted to get pregnant soon, but actually he did not want it.

Rush into the bathroom. Then follow the instructions he read on the packaging. Shaking, Kailla dipped the tip of the small flat object into her art water that had just been accommodated in the container.

“Ya Lord ...” he whispered softly while praying in the heart. “I am not ready,” he said after lifting the test pack from the container.

Kailla chose to put it over the sink while waiting for the results. He waited anxiously, sitting on the toilet. His hands were squeezing each other. His heart was currently extremely scared and in a frenzy. I can't imagine she's really pregnant.

I don't know how long he's been sitting there, staring at flat objects from a distance. Kaila breathed repeatedly, trying to calm a racing heartbeat. Slowly, he walked towards the sink. Closing her eyes, Kailla took a test pack that showed results.

Kaila's eyes widened, her body squeezing down on the bathroom floor while confirming the test pack's results showing two red lines. He remained silent for a few minutes. Mind empty.

“Mama ... I have to how?” whisper slowly while crying. He sat there for a long time, hugging his knees and sobbing. He doesn't know what to do, doesn't know what to do.

Don't know who to share with. Not knowing to be happy or crying.

After being satisfied with crying, he chose to lie on his soft bed, while stroking his flat stomach.

“There's my baby in here,” he said slowly.

At the moment he can't do anything, doesn't know who to share with. Pram, that's the only name in his brain. She should tell her husband this news. That way he can be a little more calm.

Kailla immediately grabbed the phone on the nightstand, hurriedly looking for her husband's contact number.

Tut .. tut. The call ended with a mailbox. Undesperate, he tried again. Anyway, he had to tell Pram. At least his heart and mind were a little calmer.

Tut .. tut. The call back got no answer. Repeating for the umpteenth time, all his calls ended without an answer. Surrender. Kailla chose to contact Mitha.

“Mit, my husband where?” kailla asked quietly.

“Pak Pram is meeting Madam. Today the president is busy once,” Mitha replied from across.

“Is there anything important, Madam? I will deliver it,” continued Mitha again.

“Oh ... it's okay. Later I will call him again,” said Kailla disconnected her phone.

He sighed, throwing the origin of the cell phone in his soft bed.

“If he sees a misscall from me, he will definitely call me back,” Kailla said slowly. Currently choosing to sleep and rest, calm the mind while stroking his stomach.

***

Time has shown at 15:00 pm local time when Kailla woke up from her sleep. He missed lunch. Lazily, Kailla wakes up from her sleep, peeking at her phone for a while, who knows Pram is calling her. However, there were no calls or text messages from her husband.

“It was that busy he was, until he didn't have time to contact me,” Kailla complained.

He was forced to rise from his sleep. His head is a little dizzy. Maybe because I cry and think too much. Not to mention, his body could not accept food intake for these ten days. He could only stuff his stomach with a piece of bread. Right now, if he hadn't thought about the baby, he wouldn't have eaten. However, if he does not eat, pity the baby.

“Bu, prepare me food,” pinta Kailla when already in the kitchen.

“Non want to eat with what side dishes? Mom cook macaroni soup and fried chicken,” said Bu Ida.

“Everything, Mom. But it doesn't need to be too much. I'm afraid I'm gonna spit it back out,” Kailla said.

And sure enough, when she had just put rice and soup into her mouth, Kailla immediately took off the spoon and covered her mouth with her hands. Immediately running to the bathroom, he spewed out his entrails. Just water, from this morning he only ate a piece of bread and fruit juice.

“Huh!" Kailla walked lethargicly back to the dining table after removing her entrails. By being forced back he ate a piece of plain bread and asked Ida to make it orange juice.

“Bu, please make me orange juice,” pinta Kailla.

Kailla rubbed her stomach slowly. If you do not think about the baby, he prefers to sleep at this time.

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Next on :

“KAILLA! You are missing Kai!!” Kailla really humiliated him at this moment. Pram is ready to throw his slap at Kailla. Right at that moment, Pram's eyes caught the look of Kailla's helpless eyes and prepared to take her hit.

Deg— Highlight the same eye when Daddy hit him with a belt ten years ago.