The Little Wife of the President

Chapter 156: Where is My Husband

“Bu, just keep it in the cake fridge. Instead of at the table, there's a collage later. Surely I, no one wants to eat except Mr. Pram. Hahahaha!” Sam was wide-eyed, he had not been able to move on from the look of the cake made by his employer.

“I dare guarantee. The taste and look will not be much different!” Again Sam discussed the problem of Kailla cake that failed miserably.

“Emang Non Kailla's talent is just to make a mess, no talent to make cakes.”

“Sam. That's Non Kailla make it all day,” explained Bu Ida.

“Emang earlier why the hell with Non Kailla?” ask Ms. Ida.

Sam shakes. “It looks like Mr. Pram called.”

“Terus?” Ms. Ida was curious.

“Continue doing it!” sahut Sam, went to leave Bu Ida with curiosity.

***

In Kailla's room, she was crying. Pram completely destroyed everything in his shadow. He has taken pains to do all of Pram's requests, but again Pram leaves him and prefers work.

And it's been two nights since Pram didn't come home. Many times Pram tried to contact Kailla, but none received Kailla. Pram can only send text messages that only Kailla reads, without a single one being replied to. If it wasn't for Pieter locking him up in the hospital room, Pram would have run away and gone home to see his wife. But Pieter really didn't allow him to step out the door at all.

And Kailla, spent the whole day shutting herself in the room. Don't want to talk and don't even want to do anything, just sleep in the room. He came out just to eat, it was just a small portion. His appetite disappeared instantly. Not to mention, he could not sleep and harbored an upset at Pram. The more he remembered, the more disappointed he became.

On the third day, he could no longer be patient. When he woke up from his sleep, he had already made up his mind.

“Alright! If he still does not want to go home, I will send his own suitcase to the office!” kailla was upset.

As soon as she gets ready to go to the bathroom, clean up. But he was made to be shocked when he took off his clothes, he saw blood spots on his underwear.

“What do I menstruate?” Kailla's confused. He doesn't really understand.

“What pregnant women still get their period? Not if pregnant is no longer menstruating,” he said slowly, confused.

“But my stomach doesn't hurt at all, maybe it's okay,” Kailla said as she stroked her stomach.

“What I will ask Mom Ida just yes.”

After getting ready, he immediately exited the room and looked for Sam. They're going to the office today. Her agenda was to hit Pram, her husband.

“Sam, come with me,” take Kailla. Sam and Bayu were enjoying their breakfast in the dining room.

“Non, no breakfast?” ask Ms. Ida.

Kailla. “I ate at the office only Bu,” replied Kailla.

“Come Sam hunted. The bread is wrapped! Don't let the bad luck, my husband will hunt on a chicken pegged!” kailla was half upset. Every time Pram mentioned the name, Kailla's mood was instantly shattered. Considering it had been two nights he was left to sleep alone.

“Sam's Hunt! Non Kailla is again sensi, understandably it has been two nights not stroked,” said Bayu, elbowing Sam who was still eating slowly.

“Yes, again jablai. Good thing her husband Pak Pram, try if Bang Toyib, we're all gone. Two days left alone like this, especially if twice Lebaran,” whispered Sam, immediately rose from his seat.

“Bu, I'm leaving yes,” says Kailla.

“Bro road, legit lapis curated guarded. Do not let digondol. If the results of mediation to the office today are successful, it is not impossible that legit layer will be launched the same Non Kailla,” said Sam, patting Bayu's shoulder.

****

Arriving at the office, Kailla hurriedly got out of the car. His target now is the Pram's room.

“Come Sam, the way don't be like a snail!” kailla nagged when she saw Sam was still busy tidying his hair in the car glass.

“Bentar Non, you want to check there is still residual yolk in the teeth what not,” said Sam.

Sam was already smiling happily when Kailla took him to the office. He was able to meet his heart, Neng Mitha. Dear Kailla didn't tell him first. Otherwise, he would definitely wear his signature blue dongker shirt. Which was purchased specifically for the first day of the year.

“Huh..! Just pantes your brain is this Sam.. Sam's. Once upon a time the division of the brain must have been you came late. That's why the road is fast,” grumbled Kailla.

“Lah! Non Kailla whose brain division time has come first, why can still get his brain almost the same as mine. Shouldn't be able to choose.” Sam attacked back.

“Lack of you Sam!”

Kaila half ran as soon as she got out of the elevator. She hurriedly opened the door of her husband's room.

Chequek! As soon as the door opened, her husband's room was empty.

There's only a pile of files on the table. Before long Mitha walked in to deliver the file, putting it on the Pram's desk.

“For Madam,” greet Mitha smiling.

“Mit, which husband?” ask Kailla wonder.

“Pak Presdir has not been to the office two days Madam,” replied Mitha.

Deg—

Suddenly surprise Kailla.

“Where's my husband? Not that he's overtime!” kailla said in his heart.

Sam who was standing behind Kailla heard.

“Ckckckck... great Mr. Pram, just a month living in Austria, already have a wife again. It must be coming home to a young wife,” Sam joked.

Hearing Sam's words, Kailla immediately turned to look at Sam, immediately crying.

“Non. I was just kidding. Mr. Pram couldn't have been so,” comfort Sam, feeling guilty.

“Mistress don't think strangely. Mr. Pram may have work outside,” explains Mitha, patting Kailla on the back gently.

Seeing Mitha patting his master on the back, Sam followed along. But instead of patting Kailla on the back, she stole an opportunity to stroke Mitha's hand.

Mitha immediately glared, staring at Sam.

“Sorry Neng Khilaf,” said Sam blinked his eyes.

“It is better that Madam ask Mr. Pieter only. From yesterday, only Mr. Pieter was in direct contact with Mr. Pram.

Without waiting any longer, Kailla immediately ran towards Pieter's room. He forgot his promise to Pram that he would stay away from him. Most importantly now, she should know where her husband is for these two days.

During these two days, he had not clearly read all of Pram's messages. He only knew Pram had a lot of work in the office and had to be overtime. All of Pram's calls, none of which he received.

Arriving in front of Pieter's room, Kailla barged in.

Chequek!

Pieter was sitting with disheveled hair. He's been sleeping in the hospital for two nights waiting for Pram. In fact, he hasn't even had a shower yet. He rushed to the office.

“Where is my husband?” ask Kailla.

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