The Little Wife of the President

Chapter 146: Making a Trouble

Kailla had just left her room when it was late afternoon.

“Bu, Sam where?” kailla asked Ms. Ida as she passed the kitchen.

“Tuh!” point Miss Ida at the figure who is sound asleep on the living room sofa while hugging her backpack.

“Bu, make me a sandwich, I'm hungry,” kailla's ink.

“With juice also yes Non?” ask Ms. Ida.

“He..em,” Reply Kailla. For now he has no choice. Since she became pregnant, only that menu can fit into her stomach.

Kailla approaches Sam who is still in deep sleep.

“Sam... wake up! We have to talk,” call Kailla while shaking Sam's body hear rough.

Sam remained unmoved. Still asleep, not disturbed at all.

“Sam.., wake up!” call Kailla a little louder. Still same. Sam is still loyal to his dreamland, not distracted by the call of his master.

Kailla clucked in annoyance, but she didn't lose her mind.

“Sam, there's Mr Pram! Quickly wake up!” kailla shouted loudly in Sam's ear.

At a glance, the assistant immediately stood up like a confused person.

“I..iya Pak!” sam, rub his mouth. Its foundation was still not very upright, its gaze was still faint, as it was forced to wake up in an unmanuasual manner. Moreover, his consciousness had not yet been perfectly gathered.

“Where is Pram?” sam asked in surprise when he was fully conscious, looking around for the figure he feared the most at the moment.

“This is his wife!” Kailla pointed at herself while chuckling.

“Ah Non! Surprise me!” grumbling Sam, choosing to sit back, picked up the backpack he had dropped accidentally.

“Sam, we need to talk,” said Kailla dropped her butt on the long sofa, sharing a seat with Sam, and,

“Hemmm,” muttered Sam, massaging his slightly dizzy forehead.

Oh yeah, Non really pregnant?” ask Sam to make sure. She still did not believe her employer could get pregnant that fast.

Kailla nodded.

Sam seemed to think.

“Non, kepen eat meatballs Mas Sugeng?” ask Sam to make sure.

“Iya..., but not possible,” replied Kailla.

“Ah, I had brought it for Non, but seized by the airport officer,” said Sam bowed lethargic, took out his phone. Shows a photo of a full-fledged meatball still wrapped in plastic.

“Jeez Sam! You want to bring this here? Where can I be anyway!” kailla said. He shook his head, looking at Sam.

“Iya.., said the officer's father as well. I don't know Non, just got on a plane this time. Can't ask anyone. That's it, I got Donny! S*alan the Donny.” grumbled Sam was upset.

A second later, Kailla looked back at the photo on Sam's phone, gulping repeatedly.

“Sam... dady state how?” kailla asked suddenly, thrusting her phone back at the owner.

“Pak Riadi is out. When I came here, Mr. Riadi just came home from the hospital. Four days treated.” Sam explained.

Kailla's surprised. Pram never told her anything, including daddy being hospitalized.

“Daddy why treated?” kaila started to panic.

“Pak Riadi's condition drop! Had been unconscious Non,” explained Sam innocently. He has no idea as long as Pram hides Mr. Riadi's true circumstances from Kailla.

Kailla immediately cried, the tears poured out without excuse. Crying without a sound.

“Da.daddy must have missed me. Hiks..hiks.., like I miss him,” Kailla said, sobbing.

Before long, he wiped away his tears.

“My husband knows?” ask Sam. Look at his assistant.

Sam nodded.

“Pak David called me to return to Jakarta, helping Donny take care of Mr. Riadi on the orders of Mr. Pram,” explained Sam, frankly. Unknowingly, his words would cause both of his masters trouble.

Sam's words, directly hit Kailla's heart. Imagine her daddy fighting alone there. Surely daddy needs it, but daddy can't reveal it. Must have been daddy crying and losing her, but couldn't pronounce it.

“Tega once he. Even hiding this important thing from me, Kailla's inner”.

Kailla immediately got up, walking towards her room speechlessly. Leaving Sam confused.

“If until Non Kailla why-why again, exhausted me in the hands of the old tiger.” said Sam again.

“Hadeuh... “ Sam sighed.

“Truly dilemma. If I don't catch up, pity Non Kailla. But if I'm here. My days will not be calm, every time the tiger is ready to pounce on me if I make a little mistake,” said Sam limp. Rise from his seat, approaching Bu Ida and Bayu who were chatting in the kitchen.

“Bu, coffee yes!” pinta Sam to Ida. Just now he was sitting his body on a chair, the apartment door was open. The three assistants turned their eyes towards the entrance.

It looks like Pram entered with a shopping bag in his hand. Then take off the shoes and replace them with home sandals.

“Sam..,” call Pram, as it passes through the dining room.

“Iya Sir!” Sam stood right in front of Pram.

“How was your trip?” ask Pram relax.

“Good Sir,” said Sam.

“Kailla where?” ask Pram again.

“Bust go into the room,” replied Sam, pointing towards the room door.

“Oh... You come with me now,” Pram command, invite Sam into his study.

But just stepping his legs, Pram turned to look at Bu Ida.

“Bu, prepare food for me and Kailla,” Pram command. As much as possible he had to make his wife eat, only he could persuade Kailla to eat properly.

“Good Sir,” said Bu Ida, nodding.

***

“Sam, sit!” pram's order, put the shopping bag that he was carrying earlier on the desk. It was seen he unbuttoned his suit before finally sitting on his great chair.

Pram thrusts the shopping bag in front of Sam. “Take! This is your phone,”

“Good Sir,” replied Sam.

“Actually I asked you here, to accompany Kailla,” Pram said opening the conversation. He linked his hands to the table, looking solemnly at Sam sitting before him.

“If you see this man wandering around a lot near Kailla, you don't have to worry,” Pram said, thrusting his phone at Sam, showing a photo of someone.

“Iya Pak.”

“He's Kailla's bodyguard. And Kailla doesn't know it. You should be able to keep this a secret,” Pram said.

“Good Sir.”

“Kailla is pregnant. The mood is often fickle, please take care of all the information that is not important and can make it sad. I don't want him why-why,” explained Pram.

“Siap Pak.”

“Wow! I just made Non Kailla cry,” Inner Sam.

“Three of you with Bu Ida can go back to your unit, when I get home from the office,” explained Pram.

“OK Pak.”

“Alright, others you can ask Bayu. I have to see Kailla now.”

Pram left his study. Sam was trailing behind him. When passing through the dining room, Pram can see the food that is ready on the table. But trouble arose as he grabbed the doorknob of his room. The bedroom door was locked from the inside.

“Kai..,” call Pram while knocking on the door.

There was no answer from within. Pram knocks again and calls his wife, but stays the same. Seen in a hurry, pulled out his phone, contacted Kailla in the room. But the call was immediately turned off by Kailla.

“There must be something wrong with this,” he said slowly, staring at the three assistants who were sitting in the minibar.

“Kailla why else?” pram asked, approaching the three. Ms. Ida shook her head, Bayu shrugged her shoulders a sign she didn't know anything and Sam lowered his head.

“Sam?” call Pram, wait for an answer. After noticing his third response, Pram believes this is all Sam.

“Sorry Sir,” said Sam bowed.

“You haven't been here 24 hours. But it's made trouble for me!” nagel Pram's. Stare sharply at his wife's beloved assistant.

“Come me now!” pram's orders are ready to drag Sam, if the man still remains silent.

***

Thanks though.