The Little Wife of the President

Chapter 176: Play the Ball Again Yuk!

At the Reynaldi Pratama residence, in the afternoon.

Pram has just received a call from his lawyer-in-law, asking to prepare the original data of the company that went nowhere. She moved to a new home while she was still in Austria. It was all done by David and Donny. Pram has not had time to check, where the two assistants put a vault where the storage of important data belonging to his in-laws.

After touring the house looking for the whereabouts of all his assistants, Pram finally finds the three are spending an afternoon behind the house. Donny, Sam and Bayu are enjoying the sea breeze, accompanied by hot coffee on the edge of the back pier of the house.

“Don, the vault of Mr Riadi's workspace is moved where ya?” ask Pram.

In an empty room, next to Mr. Riadi's room, sir,” explains Donny. Just now he was about to get up and follow Pram, but his master had already refused.

“OK, I can do it myself Don!” replied Pram, go away.

Pram rushed to the empty room in question. He still had time to cross paths with Kailla who was enjoying a green bean porridge made by Bu Ida in the dining room

“Honey, where are you going?” kailla asked, feeding the green bean porridge into her mouth. Follow me behind Pram, bring a glass of bean porridge. Surprised to see Pram walking hastily.

“You are looking for a new wife!” god Pram, blinked his eyes at Kailla who was walking behind him.

“Ah.... cannot!” kailla said pouty. Sontak makes Pram smile happily. At least his wife still thinks he's valuable. You can still be jealous.

“I have to search for company data inside,” point Pram towards the door.

“Suspicious. Don't you hide your affair in there,” Kailla said.

“Hahaha..., I will not hide it here,” Pram said.

“But I will keep it in my other apartment or house,” continued Pram.

“Hah! Just try it if you dare, I will make you regret for a lifetime!” kailla's nagging with glaring eyes.

“Already. Don't discuss. I can't possibly have a mistress. One wife alone has made my head dizzy,” replied Pram smiling.

As soon as the door opened, Pram was shocked.

“Wow, why don't I know. Here there is a hidden workspace,” comments Pram. All the contents of Mr. Riadi's workspace were transferred the two assistants into one room. It was seen he was approaching a vault with a number button on his door.

“Honey, you know the password?” ask Kailla suddenly. He was sitting on a big chair, which the daddy used to use when he was healthy. Enjoy a glass of its nut porridge.

“What I don't know about my in-laws,” says Pram confidently. After pressing a few numbers on the button, Pram was able to open the door of the closet with ease.

“What are you looking for Dear?” kailla asked, suddenly already standing next to Pram.

“Company original data. As far as I know daddy keeps it here,” replied Pram, without taking his eyes off the pile of data neatly arranged in the closet.

“Honey...,” call Kailla, thrust a spoonful of green bean porridge in front of Pram's mouth.

Pram directly devoured it. He seemed to play his lips after swallowing the porridge that his wife had fed.

“This sweetness Dear. Ask Bu Ida to reduce the sugar every time you make green bean porridge,” pinta Pram, without turning to his wife.

“Iya..., but this matches my tongue.” comments Kailla.

“Honey, please ask Bu Sari to make me black coffee,” said Pram. His hand had already pulled out some black maps, and brought them to the workbench.

“Iya, briefly,” sahut Kailla, walk out.

Pram frowned. The map taken seems wrong. As he remembered, his in-laws put company data on the map in black.

“Not! This is another company's data,” he said slowly. Just now he was going to save the data back, but a piece of paper came out of his neat pile. He pulled it out and intended to tidy it back up.

“Act born?” Pram is confused to see the birth certificate of someone who is already dull tucked there.

His eyes were round when he saw the name of the owner of the birth certificate.

“Reynaldi Primary?” He read the name of the child on the deed.

He was confused, but it was like something was of interest to him here. He deliberately brought the company's data pile onto his desk. Read and research again, what are the contents in the black map.

In the birth certificate, the exact name is written with his name. Even the date, month and year of his birth was the same as the deed Riadi made for him. 10 years of living on the streets, he had no identity at all. Newly living with Riadi, she has a self-identity, even the name Reynaldi Pratama is the name Riadi gave her.

Which made him confused the names of both parents listed on the birth certificate.

“Pratama Indraguna ... Citra Wijaya,” said Pram slowly.

“Who else are these people,” continued Pram, frowning his forehead.

Before long Kailla entered while carrying a cup of black coffee, putting it on the table. Just next to the pile of maps that Pram took out of the closet.

“What is this Dear?” ask Kailla.

Pram shook his head, a sign he didn't understand either.

“Akta born Darling?” tanya Kailla pointed to the birth certificate. Her eyes caught her husband's name there.

“Not, it's not mine,” replied Pram briefly.

“How do I look for it?” kailla asked, staring at Pram.

“I'm the one who saved all your data, honey. You don't have to look for it there. Two years ago, daddy handed it to me,” Pram said. Back to researching the file in front of him.

His eyes now catch the name Pratama Indraguna and Citra Wijaya in one of the deed companies he first saw earlier.

“Oh, I understand a little now,” said Pram slowly.

“So the father and mother whose name is listed on the deed of this child, the owner of PT Wijaya Indraguna.” In the meantime, you can catch Pram. Back flipping back neatly organized files in file bundles.

His eyes again stunned when he saw a file diversion PT. Wijaya Indraguna to Wijaya Group. Back his forehead wrinkled, his brain was thinking at this moment.

“Wijaya Group is owned by Mami Anna,” said Pram slowly, but still heard by Kailla.

“Honey, who's Mami Anna?” kailla asked, hearing Pram mention a mother's name with her lips. She was already standing next to Pram, ready to hear her husband's explanation.

Deg—

Pram immediately pursed his lips. Staring at Kailla was confused. He doesn't know what to answer.

“You heard wrong, honey. I didn't say anything,” replied Pram smiling.

It looks like Pram hastily tidied up the data of the company that has never been seen before. He'll be back in this room tonight. When his wife was asleep. There are many questions, including the mystery of birth certificates with the exact same name and date of birth.

***

At 08:00 p.m., Pram was seen entering his room. Something he doesn't normally do. Even he had to drag Kailla who was still enjoying the tv show with Bu Sari and Bu Ida in the family room.

“Honey, I still want to watch,” complained Kailla when it was in their bedroom.

“We sleep only yes. I'm sleepy Darling,” said Pram, while covering his mouth that pretended to yawn wide. Since this afternoon, his feelings were not calm. He was curious and would peel the complete mystery of the name Reynaldi Pratama on the birth certificate.

Pram immediately carried Kailla and dropped his wife slowly onto the bed.

“Ahhhh.!” kailla shouted, surprised. Pram was holding him suddenly.

“We sleep now,” invite Pram to smile nosy.

“I'm not sleepy yet,” reject Kailla. He sat up, ready to get out of bed.

“Where are you?” ask Pram.

“I don't want to sleep yet Darling,” Kailla said.

Just as Kailla was about to step foot, Pram had already pulled his hand back.

“Guide I sleep, I'm already sleepy,” persuade Pram.

“Huh! Usually I also sleep alone, do not ask for company if it is sleepy,” kailla's scolding.

“Come on Kai, later if I'm asleep, you can go,” woo Pram.

“Really?” ask Kailla.

“Yes, after I sleep. You can go,” said Pram.

The clock on the wall showed at 09:00 p.m. The two are waiting for each other. Flipping over and over while grumbling in the heart. Pram waited for Kailla to fall asleep, so he could freely find out many things about the data he found this afternoon. While Kailla was waiting for Pram to fall asleep, so she could sneak out and resume watching.

“Actually you want to sleep what not?” kailla snorted, after tired of waiting, Pram did not fall asleep.

Pram looked at Kailla, smiling.

“Do I just say yes, so that he is exhausted. Usually if he is tired, he will sleep alone,” Pram said in his heart.

“We play ball again yuk!” take Pram, throw the blanket away.

“It wasn't sleepy,” Kailla said.

“Not sleepy anymore. Come?” take Pram, his hands are ready to work. Take off his shirt and watch.

Kailla glares.

“I don't want to, I still want to watch if you don't want to sleep,” refuse Kailla.

“Wow!! Must turn this brain,” Inner Pram.

“How about serving me a round... alone,” pinta Pram with a clear face, raise the index finger in front of his face.

Kailla seemed to think. “Alright, just once. After that let me out,” replied Kailla resignedly.

“Who knows after fatigue, he will sleep and not disturb me anymore,” Inner Kailla.

***

Sorry to wipe up. Love You all's.