The Little Wife of the President

Chapter 38: Pram's Regrets

In restaurant.

“What do you want to discuss An?” pram asked as soon as they were sitting inside the restaurant. He did not want to look at the beautiful woman in front of him.

“We order food first, Pram.” Anita tried to buy time, so that she could linger with a handsome and mature man in front of her.

Even now Pram is included in the established category compared to 17 years ago. With the position and facilities he received from Riadi since he was 10 years old, Pram could have several luxury cars parked in the basement of his apartment. That does not include its ownership for several luxury apartment units in Jakarta and London. Riadi Dirgantara really treated her like her own biological son.

Before long the waiter delivered their order, breaking the silence between the two.

“Please!” said the short waiter while showing a smile showing his row of teeth.

“Thanks, Mbak.” Anita smiles. Anita was still lingering at Pram who was staring at the cup of coffee in front of her.

“I want to apologize for making a mess in your apartment,” Anita opened the conversation.

“Not to think about, I've forgotten An.” Pram answered briefly. It was seen he took a pack of sugar and added it to his pitch-black coffee.

Hening—

“Go back to your apartment, I promise I won't bother you again. Maybe our relationship used to be really not restless,” Anita looks at handsome men who are not even currently interested in looking at her. “I wish you happiness with Kailla,”.

“Thanks.” Pram answered flatly, this time his gaze turned to stare at the large window beside him. Seeing a little boy whining at his mother. Her smile, just like little Kailla, whines at her every time she asks for ice cream. Every time he remembered the bad girl, there was a feeling of comfort in his heart. I don't know since when the affection turned into love, but 2 years ago he learned to accept Kailla in his heart and that love grew over time.

“You really love him?” ask Anita again.

Pram averted his gaze, this time he looked at Anita. “You certainly still know me.”

“Looks like I have no chance at all, hehehe... “ Anita chuckles.

Seen Pram sighed, his,. “An, if no one wants to talk about it anymore, can I go back to the office?” tanya Pram lifted the coffee cup and finished it.

“Even now, you don't want to look at me at all, Pram. You're really changing now. There's nothing left between us.” Anita looked down, her hands squeezing each other.

“You didn't even ask how I missed 17 this year, “gumam Anita. The water escaped this time.

“Sorry,” Lirih Pram. “I didn't ask because I knew in it there would only be tears and wounds. I'm sorry.” Pram apologized for the umpteenth time, maybe that's all he could do right now.

“So far my mother still asks you..“ Anita said, her voice trembling withstanding her cries. “I..ibu, already sickly now, the last few years his physical condition has begun to weaken,” explained Anita.

Pram was stunned, he knew he had done a lot wrong to Anita's family. Until when his sins will not be forgiven.

“I've learned to forget everything, since that night I realized there was nothing left between us. Soon, you will also be married. I pray for you, may you be happy. Maybe this is the time we make peace with the past“ said Anita toughened.

“I'm sorry, An.”

“Already, I've forgotten it. I've tried to forgive you actually.

If you can, take it to see my mother, you can take Kailla with you. My mom must be happy, she's waiting for you Pram. She's still waiting for you to apologize to her,” pinta Anita.

Seen Anita silent and a little hesitant, staring at Pram who lowered his head.

“A.. Your son also for 17 years must be waiting for you. I'm sorry I couldn't take good care of him back then. I had to lose it.” Anita.

Suddenly, Anita's last words hit Pram's heart. She looked at Anita who was crying, looking for the truth in her eyes.

“Ka..you were pregnant that time?” Pram asked to be sure. Anita nodded, still trying to hold back her cries.

“Sorry, I'm sorry. I'm really sorry,” Pram approached then hugged Anita for a moment.

“Why not tell me you're pregnant. I'm sorry, I couldn't take care of you guys back then. Sorry for making a wound for your family,” Pram whispered softly. She tried to hold back her tears while hugging Anita. This time his regret grew, his sin increased.

“You disappeared, how did I tell you. My father and I went to Mr. Riadi's house, he threw us out like trash. Even he pelted us with his money, asking us not to bother you. You do not know how destroyed my father at that time,” explained Anita.

“I'm sorry, An. Before I get married, I'll see your mother. I'm really unforgivable. I'm sorry,” continued Pram again. It seems she's trying to calm Anita down.

Pram holds Anita's hand, “I'm sorry, I'm guilty of you guys.”

(visual Om Pram and Anita, sorry if less clear )

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Kaila who was waiting inside the Pram's office looked bored. Just as she was out to chat with Stella, she sat down to lay her head on the Pram's desk, looking at the picture of Pram and her beautifully framed self on the Pram's desk.

“He will be my husband, his inner” touch the photo Pram.

Kailla's phone suddenly rings, apparently Rika's college friend who contacted her.

“Iya Rik, what is it?” answer Kailla.

“Kai, can you come here? Dona crash now again at the RS. Xxxx, Cendrawasih room yes,” said Rika in a panic tone.

“OK, I went straight to nih,” break up Kailla. In a hurry she placed her phone on the Pram desk, grabbed her bag that was placed on the sofa and immediately ran out looking for Stella.

“Stella, I go first yes, I have important business. Later if Om returned to the office please say yes. I might go straight home, not come back here again,” explained Kailla while half running to the elevator.

“Mistress, would you like to call the office driver?” Stella.

“Gak deh, later I use a taxi,” reject Kailla. Soon he got into the elevator.

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In the taxi, Kailla intends to call Pram, informing him that she is going to the hospital to visit her friend who was in an accident. He ransacked the entire bag and realized that his phone was not in the bag.

“Jeez, mobile. Falling where ya?” muttered. “Let's pinjem phone Rika just contacted Om.”

Her mind was not calm as soon as Rika gave it a try. Dona is one of his best friends, especially now that the Dona family is not in Jakarta.

“Hopefully Dona is fine,” her inner self.

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