The Little Wife of the President

Chapter 129: Trying to Escape

“What is this?” asked Hendrawan to see his wife who was busy cleaning up the juice spill on her dress with a tissue.

“Oh is okay. Last time the juice spill,” said Winny to her husband.

Hendrawan just nodded with a smile. “Thanks Pram, borrow the suit first,” said Hendrawan patted Pram's arm that was not focused. He thought about Winny's words just now.

“Do I overdo it,” Inner Pram.

The shadow of his wife who was crying and frightened disturbed his mind. He spread his eyes around. Some of his business partners were still busy chatting. Otherwise, he might prefer to go home this time. Her feelings were not calm after snapping and almost slapping Kailla.

“Oh yes, your wife where is Pram?” asked Hendrawan looking at Pram.

“Bust go home with the driver,” replied Brief Pram.

“Oh... ! Lucky to have met,” story Hendrawan.

“Oh yes!” Winny was shocked to hear her husband's story.

“Pity of your wife. This afternoon I was told to sit and wait. You passed Pram!” hendrawan said to tease Pram.

Pram just smiled wryly, trying to hide his current feelings.

“I went to the toilet for a while,” said Pram. The more thought, the less calm. He shouldn't have asked Bayu to take his wife home.

Seen Pram called Kailla's phone. Waiting a while, the call was not answered. Tried several times, until finally Kailla's phone is not active at all. Pram also tried to contact Bayu. The result remains the same. Bayu's phone also ended up in a dormant condition and could not be contacted at all.

***

Kaila, who came out of the hotel crying while clutching Bayu's arm, was forced into the car. His feelings are currently mixed. Upset, sad, disappointed, angry and there were many more unpleasant feelings gathering in his heart.

She cried until she was satisfied. All this time he's been trying to hear all of Pram's words. Whatever it was he never denied it, although sometimes he likes to rebel. But in the end she would give in to her husband.

Jayu and his driver could do nothing. Just silently hearing the sobs of her master without much talking.

“Let me down here!” pinta Kailla suddenly. It was seen that he rubbed the rough of his two cheeks that were still wet with tears.

“Sorry Non, can't. Later Mr. Pram angry,” reject Bayu.

“I said put me down here!” kailla's orders are upset. No one wants to listen to his words, either Bayu or the driver.

“Pardon Non, absolutely can't.” Bayu answered with half a plea.

“You drop me here or I jump from the car?” Kailla gives Bayu a choice and prepares to open the car door.

“Non... please do not complicate,” please Bayu. This time he looked at Kailla. He was afraid that his master would actually jump from the car that was now on the move.

“If I jump, you will be even harder,” threatened Kailla. His hand was ready to hold the car door handle.

“Non....,” call Bayu trying to persuade.

“5.. 4..3..2..” says Kailla starts counting.

Right on the count of 2, there was a squeak of car tires that were forced to stop suddenly. Seeing the car that had stopped, Kailla hurriedly opened the door and ran out. Bayu who was sitting in the front seat also gasped following out. Run after the boss's wife.

“Non..!” shouted Bayu while following Kailla who was walking in front of him.

“Non where to go?” ask Bayu again.

“Go! I'm going home to daddy's. I don't want to stay here anymore!” kailla said without looking at Bayu who was tailing behind him.

“Continue now Where are you going?” ask Bayu again.

“Hotels! I no longer want to stay with your Boss!” kailla said again.

“Non... sure can go home to Jakarta without Pak Pram?” ask Bayu again. This time he should be able to stop his Boss' wife from doing anything futile and just wasting time.

“What do you mean?” kailla asked and turned her body to look at Bayu.

“I just can't go back to Indonesia without Mr. Pram. All my documents and Miss Ida's are in Mr. Pram's hands. Including Non Kailla's,” explained Bayu.

“Maybe Non can take care of it himself at the KBRI, if Non still force back to Indonesia. But is Non sure Mr Pram will stay silent?” obviously Bayu again.

Kailla glared at Bayu's reply. “The old man really doesn't know himself!” grouse Kailla.

“I don't care. I don't want to go back to him. You can go home now!” kailla's orders.

“Non sure Mr Pram can not find Non?” ask Bayu again.

“Do not use Non Kailla phone, my phone is also under the control of Mr. Pram at this time,” explained Bayu.

“Non remind, our phones are both provided by Pak Pram,” explained Bayu.

Just as Kailla was about to reply, suddenly the phone inside her bag rang. After removing and making sure the caller was Pram, Kailla chose to silence him. The continuous ringing of the phone, finally forced Kailla to disable it instantly.

Quiet down! Now switch the phone that rings.

“Pak Pram,” says Bayu slowly.

“You dare to accept it, I will complicate your life Bay!” threatening Kailla pointed her index finger at Bayu.

“OK fine!” Bayu immediately deactivated his cellphone.

“Come on, we're home. Non Kailla's face was pale. Non Kailla needs rest,” persuade Bayu again.

“I don't want to!” reject Kailla. I don't want to see him again. You didn't see him throw me out of there. I really hate him right now,” Kailla said grumpily. At this moment he could no longer feel his headache. His heart hurts a lot more.

“How dare the old man slap me in front of his female friend ”.

“We can what Non,” persuade Bayu.

“Non want to go anywhere, Mr. Pram can definitely find Non Kailla,” explained Bayu.

“It is better Non according only, Non can get revenge in other ways!” proposal Bayu.

“I don't want to see him again.” Refuse Kailla. He was still walking, regardless of Bayu who kept following him.

“Non Kailla really does not know who her husband is,” grumbled Bayu upset when Kailla does not want to listen to his words.

“Non, wait! We're talking good. After I explained, I will not follow you again,” said Bayu running towards Kailla.

“Good, say. Then let me go! You can go back to that old man who doesn't know himself!” kailla. This time he chose to stop and listen to a broken two from his assistant who would soon become his former assistant.

“Non it's within Mr. Pram's control. Although I do not follow Non, Pak Pram's people will still follow Non at this time,” explained Bayu.

“Yes God, what kind of life is this!” kailla closed her eyes. I feel like I want to scream so loud.

“Non Kailla only still uses a credit card from Pak Pram. Every time Non swiped it, Mr. Pram would get his report. Is Non sure you can escape from your husband Non?” ask Bayu. Still trying to explain what exactly her husband is her current employer.

“Simply he didn't allow me to hold cash all this time!” grouse Kailla.

“Not that it's Non. Try Non Kailla wait, soon Pak Pram's car is parked in front of Non,” said Bayu while pointing to the street next to his employer.

Bayu stared at the clock on his wrist with a smile. Pram has contacted him and he has chosen to deactivate his phone. It means Pram will definitely be coming here any minute. He just counts the time. The rest Pram will take care of his own wife.

“I'm sorry Non. I can't do anything either,” Bayu said in his heart.

Kailla squeezed, choosing to sit by the side of the road while hugging her knees at this moment. Whatever she did, she would never get away from her husband.

***

Thanks though.

Next: Pram knew Kailla was pregnant.