The Little Wife of the President

Chapters 199. Go Home

Pram returned to the car, but did not find his wife.

“Kai, where are you?” call Pram wonder. His wife was not in the car.

“Non Kailla there!” replied Bayu while pointing towards Kailla who was crouching in the bushes.

“Kai ... Darling ... Why you?” tanya Pram approached his wife who was removing all her entrails. Just a foaming liquid.

“You okay?” ask Pram again, rubbing Kailla's nape.

“Yes, my head is dizzy. I'm going to sleep,” said Kailla.

“Darling, help me stand,” pinta Kailla, he is no longer able to stand alone. His body was limp, his eyes were twitching.

Pram grabbed the body of his wife who was not powered up, squeezing in his arms. Even in the car, Kailla just hugged Pram tightly, helplessly.

“Honey, are you okay?” ask Pram umpteenth time.

“Hmmm,” murmured Kailla dipped her face in the chest of her husband's field.

“Why the aroma of alcohol stings once,” said Pram slowly.

“Darling, they didn't hurt you, did they?” pram asked, when he saw a small wound on Kailla's temple.

“Hmmm.” Kailla muttered back.

“We're going to the hospital?” tawar Pram again, hugging tightly onto Kailla's body.

Kailla just shook her head.

“I just want to hug you. My body hurts all, all night sleeping on the floor,” Kaila.

“Darling, forgive me.” Pram's heart was like it was sliced when he heard his wife who only slept on the floor all night.

“They hurt you?” ask Pram again, make sure. He wasn't too sure of Kailla's answer. Looking at Kailla's current state of distress, he couldn't believe that everything was okay.

“No, they didn't hurt me, ” said Kailla still closed her eyes.

“They didn't hit you?” pram asked again, trying to interrogate his wife.

“No Darling. Can I ask later. I'm sleepy, my head is dizzy,” pinta Kailla.

When their car got home, Kailla was still asleep. Pram chose to carry him down, taking his wife to the room.

“Bu Ida, help me prepare hot water and towels,” Pram command when passing in the living room while holding Kailla.

“Siap Pak,” said Ms. Ida, tailing while carrying a basin and dry towel.

Slowly, Pram lowered Kailla's body on her soft bed. Before long, Ms. Ida went into the room, prepared hot water from the bathroom then placed it on the nightstand. His gaze was fixed on Kailla who was rubbed with her body and dirty clothes.

“Pak, want help?” asked Ida Bu, standing behind Pram who was removing the watch on his wife's wrist.

“Mother can exit,” Pram command. The gaze did not shift one bit from his wife's face.

His hands deftly stripped one by one of his wife's clothes, until there was nothing left. Slowly wiping Kailla's dirty body with a wet towel.

“Kai, forgive me.” Pram whispered softly, seeing some bruises on Kailla's hands and feet.

“I'll make a calculation with him, honey. I swear to you,” said Pram, his hand rubbing his wife's flat stomach.

“Daddy's son is fine, right? Forgive Daddy ... can't take care of you,” said Pram slowly, peeling the flat stomach while holding back tears.

After changing into Kailla's clothes, Pram went downstairs. Asking Bu Sari to prepare food for his wife.

***

Kailla woke up in the afternoon. His eyes blinked a few times, before finally opening perfectly. Pram was lying on the sofa in the room with his hands folded on his chest.

“Sayang ...” call Kailla, slow down. His stomach was hungry. He stared at the cold food on the table.

Seeing Pram still sleeping, Kailla chose not to disturb him. Walk slowly out of the room, looking for Ms. Sari to prepare a warm meal for her.

“Bu, I'm hungry ...” Kailla said, as she sat down at the dinner table.

“Good, Non. Mom cook chicken soup. Mom to heat up,” said the middle-aged woman smiled.

“Thank you, Mom. Has my husband eaten?” kailla asked, while feeding the chicken soup with a piece of carrot into her mouth.

“Numbered, Non. Mr. Pram just came out for a while this afternoon, it was all day in the room,” story Bu Sari.

“Prepare food for her, Mom. Please bring it to the room,” pinta Kailla, trying to finish that bowl of chicken soup as soon as possible. Then immediately follow to the room. Pram guarding it all day, the man must also be exhausted and hungry.

Back in the room, Kailla finds her husband still asleep.

“Non, mom put it on the table, yeah. Cold food, I brought it down,” said Bu Sari, smiling at Kailla who was kneeling beside the sofa. The pregnant woman looked at Pram who was sound asleep. His snoring voice could still be heard clearly. How tired the husband is now.

“Sayang ... wake up!” call Kailla, shake Pram's body slowly.

“Hmmmm,” muttered Pram, opened his eyes and smiled looking at Kailla's face that looked fresher than before.

“Kai, you're awake, sweetheart?” pram asked, rubbing his face. Trying to get up and sit on the white sofa of her room.

“Come to eat!” take Kailla, come sit next to Pram.

“I bribe?” bargain Kailla, already grabbing a bowl of chicken soup.

“Bby ...” Reply Pram.

“Shortly, it's still hot,” Kailla said as she scooped up the chicken soup and blew it slowly.

“Aakk ...” Kailla had already fed a spoonful of soup complete with chunks of carrots and potatoes into her husband's mouth.

“You've eaten?” pram asked, clutching Kailla's body to get closer to him.

“Already, Darling. Last time I ate under,” replied Kailla.

“Kai, what happened? They didn't hurt you, did they?” ask Pram again, make sure. He had wanted to ask since morning, but Kailla's condition was not fully conscious.

Kailla.

“I'm fine, Honey,” says Kailla smiled. Go back to feed the chicken soup into Pram's mouth.

“Come! I love you, Madam,” Pram said with a smile.

“I love you too,” says Kailla smiled.

***

In the middle of the night, Kailla awakens from her sleep. The feeling is not good, the lower body feels wet. Strange and unusual. Besides, his stomach feels bad. When I slept last night, everything was fine. Nothing strange or suspicious.

He had just planned to check into the bathroom, but once he got up from his sleep, he was shocked to himself staring at the bloodstains on his white silk bedsheet.

Deg—

“What happened?” he began to panic. Run to the bathroom to check it out. Once he managed to remove his sleeping pajamas, he found blood flowing from the groin to the calf.

“Honey!” call him to Pram while shaking. His body began to tremble. He had bleeding in Austria, but it was just a patch of blood on his underwear. Right now his blood is flowing. Some of them have already littered the bathroom floor.

“SAYANG!” her screams called out to Pram and began to cry.

Waiting for a while, Pram never came. He reached for the tissue on the sink, cleaning it while trembling in fear.

“Sa .. e. .. e ... Sa ... yang,” call Kailla slowly, barely have any more power.

His hands are covered in blood. He tried to hold the blood down with toilet paper, but the blood seeped out and soiled his hands.

“Sa ... the.” Kaila sobbed slowly, no longer energetic even if just making a sound.

With the rest of Kailla's energy approaching Pram, calling her husband with just a shock. His voice could no longer come out. His feelings are mixed.

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Tbc

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