The Little Wife of the President

Chapter 141: I Do Not Love Him

Pram's car wasn't too far from the apartment when Ms Ida called him. But as soon as he saw the name of his domestic assistant on the phone screen, Pram's feelings were not calm. It's not usual for Ms. Ida to contact her. He's afraid something's going on with Kailla.

“Iya Ma'am, what's up?” pram asked as soon as he put the phone in his ear.

“It.. Non Kailla... uh..”.

“Kailla why?” pram asked hurriedly, cutting out Ida's words.

“ Non... uh .. Mr. Pieter came to see Non..”.

Tutttt.............! Pram's direct call was decided right then and there, without waiting for Ida to finish her words.

“Pak, we're back to the apartment!” pram's orders.

Hearing the report from Madam Ida, her anger instantly exploded. How dare Pieter come to his apartment when he's not there. His eyes instantly turned red, his hands clenched, the books on his fingers were clearly visible and hardened, signifying just how emotional he was right now. The veins in the temple also stand out.

“Br*sec!!” he said while throwing a punch on the front seat of the car.

The driver who heard Pram's swearing could only keep his mouth shut. He does not want to be the place of impingement of his employer if he speaks wrongly.

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After finishing her bread, Kailla immediately took over the bowl of meatballs that were nearby.

“Lumayan,” said after trying the taste of the meat sauce.

“But...., I want something like my home complex. Who uses a wagon.” he said immediately made Pieter's laughter break.

“Nona, this is Austria, not Jakarta. I had to get up early in the morning for the sake of hunting this meatball,” explained Pieter, pointing towards the meatball bowl in front of Kailla.

“Thank you, next time don't bother. That's your president's job,” whispered Kailla.

“Presdir is too busy. By the way, is he scary?” ask Pieter suddenly.

“Slightly,” sahut Kailla, scrunched her forehead. Poking the meatball with a fork and putting it in his mouth.

“It's delicious!” kailla said, his eyes widened as his tongue began to feel the delicacy of meatballs that entered the mouth.

Pieter smiled looking at Kailla's changed expression suddenly.

“Maybe this is what makes Pram crazy, his inner”.

The meatballs had just entered the stomach, but Kailla's stomach had suddenly been churned. The nausea is back. Closing his mouth he immediately ran towards the bathroom. Pieter, surprised, followed behind Kailla.

“Kai.., you why?” asked Pieter who was standing in front of the bathroom door.

Kailla did not reply, she was too busy pouring out her entrails. Bread mixed with juice that he had eaten earlier has now come out to fill the sink.

“Kai..,” call Pieter.

Just now she was about to enter the bathroom, but Kailla coded with her hand for Pieter to leave.

Mother Ida who saw, followed Kailla and asked Pieter to stay away.

“Pak, wait in the living room only,” pinta Bu Ida, while entering the bathroom. Gently rubbed Kailla's back.

Pieter flinching. Still at home standing in front of the door, looking at Kailla with a worried face.

“Kai, are you okay?” ask Pieter again.

Kaila nodded, unable to answer anymore. His body had already squeezed out after removing all of his stomach contents.

Pieter was just about to take Kailla, helping her President's wife sit back. But, just as his hand touched the shoulder of Kailla who was looking down, Pram had already charged in with a face full of anger. The sound of the door being opened violently shocked the three people who were in the kitchen that fused with the living room.

Bu Ida who saw Pram immediately shuddered. Soon she runs up to Kailla, afraid that Pram will hurt her. He violently threw Pieter's hand which was holding Kailla's shoulder.

“Non, here's the same Mother,” said Bu Ida, half expelling Pieter to immediately move away from Kailla who has been limp at this time.

“I should have rushed out of the bathroom and helped Non Kailla,” said Ms Ida inwardly.

“Bu, I want to sit down,” pinta Kailla, still rubbing her stomach. His hand was tightly grasping the hand of his house assistant.

“Iya Non,” sahut Bu Ida.

“For Pieter, why not patience once. Until I have to find you here!” greet Pram was rude, staring intently as he stood before his assistant.

“Morning Pram,” says Pieter, feeling guilty. Because he was caught coming to his best friend's wife secretly.

“What's looking for me? Why don't you call me first like you used to?” pram asked, quipping Pieter.

“I... just stopped by for a while,” said Pieter tried to be calm.

Pram looked at Kailla, his wife was currently laying her head on the dining table.

“Non Kailla vomited again, Sir,” explains Miss Ida.

“Please take my wife to the room Bu,” pinta Pram. He didn't want Kailla to see him in trouble with anyone.

After confirming that Kailla had entered her room. Pram immediately stood right before Pieter, smiling wryly at his assistant.

“What do you want to explain?” pram asked smilingly, folding both his hands on his chest.

“No!” pieter replied briefly, trying to stare at the current Pram.

“For what to find my wife?” ask Pram.

“Nothing, just bring him meatballs,” said Pieter smiling.

Hearing Pieter's reply, Pram's emotions immediately peaked. His hand's already pulled Pieter's shirt collar.

“What's your goal?” pram asked, staring hard.

“No!” Again Pieter's answer remained the same. He tries to stay calm in the face of Pram's anger.

“Involuntarily lured me apparently,” Pram said inwardly.

Looks like Pram pushed Pieter rough. Staring at the man who approached his wife with a gaze that was difficult to interpret. Unexpectedly, Pram lays his punch right in Pieter's face, making the man fall down without a fight.

Seen Pieter got up and smiled looking at Pram. He did not expect Pram to directly hit him, more precisely daring to hit him.

“That's a bad thing you Pram, deliberately hiding your wife so she can't see how great her husband is,” Pieter said.

“Bigger! You came here, screwed up at my place. Bothering my wife. Obviously I warned you!” say Pram Emotion.

“I didn't mean anything, Pram.” said Pieter. At the moment he is still calm, different from Pram.

“No man meets the wife of the man behind her husband without any intention!”

Pieter just smiled at Pram's words.

“I'm sorry!” pamit Pieter's. Step out of the apartment. But just stepping up, Pram had pulled it, preparing to throw his punch back.

“Let's finish now!” pram said full of anger. “After this never step on your feet in my house again!” continued Pram.

“Good..! We settle all disputes between us! After this assume nothing ever happened!” said Pieter.

Buk up! A punch landed on Pram's face. Pieter hit him right after finishing his words.

“This is for a husband not as good as you!” pieter was upset. Kailla's terrified shadow yesterday upon seeing Pram, appears in her memory.

Buk up! Pram who was currently throwing his punch back into Pieter's face.

“This is for a selfless friend like you!” said Pram.

Pieter was ready to throw her punches back, but suddenly Kailla came out of the room and hugged Pram crying.

“Don't hit my husband again,” the door on Pieter sobbing. Hugging tightly around Pram's waist. Actually from earlier he was standing peeking behind the door of the room with Ms. Ida. But seeing Pieter hit Pram, he didn't take it. He doesn't want anything to happen to Pram.

Looking at the scene, Pieter immediately dropped his hand and laughed out loud. There was pain in one corner of his heart. But he can what, his own fault why love people's wives.

“You cheated once Pram!” gerrutu annoyed.

“We continue in the office!” pram said, suddenly making Kailla glare.

“I won't let you into the office!” pinta Kailla, tighten her embrace.

“I don't want you to fight with him,” continued Kailla.

Pram chuckled, both of his hands already tightly hugging his wife at this moment.

“He wants to take my wife! I'll have to kill him with my own hands Honey!” said Pram.

“But I don't love him, just let it go!” sahut Kaila, put his face in the chest of Pram's field.

Pram smiled triumphantly at Pieter. And Pieter could only smile wryly, seeing the two hugging tightly. She had already retreated when she found out Kailla was pregnant, but liver problems were not that easy to solve. He needs time.

He did deliberately meet Kailla when there was no Pram, at least he was more free to talk to Kailla.

“I'm sorry,” says Pieter. Passed away, left Pram's apartment.

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