The Little Wife of the President
Chapter 53: Shocking Mother Ida
That morning, Ms. Ida was astonished as soon as she entered her employer's apartment. The normally neat kitchen is now a mess. The microwave door is still not closing perfectly, plus there are some plates and bowls on the minibar table containing food and rice that are still intact and not touched at all.
It has been more than a week since Pram did not return to the apartment, since Mr. Riadi was hospitalized. But looking at the situation in the kitchen at the moment, he was sure Pram was at home. Glancing at the clock on the wall shows at 08:00, usually the employer is ready to go to the office. For that reason, finally Ida ventured to knock on her master's bedroom door.
Geck!Geck!Geck!
“Pak.. Sir.!” call Ms. Ida from outside the room. Waiting for a while there was no response from inside the room finally Bu Ida tried to knock the door back. Still no answer.
“While! What Pak Pram is not in the room.”
Ms. Ida ventured to open the room door. The new door was pushed up slightly, his eyes immediately widened to see the scene inside the room. Hurriedly he closed the room door slowly, stroking his chest.
“Gosh! not usually Mr. Pram bring women into the room,” murmured.
Before long it seemed Sam entered the apartment, surprising Ida who was still standing in front of the room.
“Bu Ida! please call Non Kailla dong. Back to campus again!” pinta Sam sits on the living room couch.
“All black coffee Yes Bu,” he continued again.
“Hah! Non Kailla stay here?” ask Ida confused. Immediately he walked towards the room that Kailla used to occupy. It's blank!
“What don't-don't..” Madam Ida was surprised to shut her mouth with both hands, her brain had already found an answer. Sam who saw Ida's expression became confused.
“What the hell is Mom? Early in the morning it's too late!”
“I..it was in the room, Mr. Pram again slept with Non Kailla,” replied Bu Ida stuttered with a still incredulous look, pointing his finger at the door of the room.
“Commonly Mom! We're in the hospital looking up sore eyes,” Sam chirped.
“Hah! That right? Pantesan..hihihi!” Madam Ida laughed gigglingly shut her mouth.
“Indeed which Mother saw what?” asked Sam curiously.
“Nothing! Only Mr. Pram sleeps while hugging women. Whoa. I don't know, I don't know,
no look on his face. But his room was like the end of a world war, clothes all strewn on the floor.
“Ah Mother kayak tua pake nyogak aja, so do not go through the youth hahaha,” Sam laughed.
“So really yes Pak Pram same Non Kailla want to marry?” ask Bu Ida curious. He had not worked at Riadi Dirgantara's house for a long time, so he missed a lot of news.
“He said so.” Sam answered briefly.
Ms. Ida smiled, remembering the smallness of Kailla who often acted every night at Pram's place. Sometimes to make a drama just for the sake of being able to skip school. Often Pram has to intervene alone to deal with his mischief. If so, Pram must have been called to school because Kailla acted again at her school.
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The sound of the cell phone wakes Pram who is sound asleep while hugging Kailla. His hands were seen fumbling over the bed, looking for the source of the sound that woke his deep sleep.
“Iya..,” his reply with a typical hoarse voice wake up.
“Pram... Where have you been? Why is it difficult to contact. You purposely blocked my number huh? I have to use a new number!” cerocos Anita from across the phone.
“Hmmm..,” Pram murmur with eyes still closed.
“Pram..! Your son missed you..” Anita has not finished her talk, the phone is decided by Pram instantly.
It was seen that Pram deactivated the phone and then threw it in any direction. Immediately he approached Kailla's plain body and clasped her tightly.
“Morning Kai, are you still sleeping?” sapa Pram again turned Kailla's body facing him. Kissed Kailla's forehead which squirmed for a while and fell asleep again, as if not disturbed by what Pram did.
“My little wife!” A smile rang on Pram's lips, tidying up the strands of hair that covered Kailla's face.
Seeing Kailla still asleep, Pram chose to wake up from her sleep and put her clothes back on. He walked out of the room wearing his shirt.
“Bu, please prepare milk for Kailla,” the door on Ms. Ida when she was in the kitchen.
“Iya Pak.”
“Sam, Kailla today is not going to campus. But later in the afternoon, please take us to the hospital.” Pram orders as soon as you see Sam who is sitting alone on the living room sofa.
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Kailla awakens from her sleep with a face. His head was dizzy, from last night he was crying to sleep. His body felt crumpled dimly, not to mention the core part of his body felt sore.
“Hiks.. hiks..” stuffed without speech. Tears are flowing again. Pulling the blanket, making sure its plain body is perfectly covered.
“Dad.. hiks..hiks..”
Chequek!
It looks like Pram came in with a glass of warm milk. It was placed on a bedside nightstand.
“Kai..” call Pram soft while sitting on the edge of the bed.
There was no response at all, but Pram knew that Kailla had actually woken up. He heard Kailla sobbing while standing at the door.
“Kai..“ call him again. Stay quiet, no movement and no sound at all.
Pram walked up to the bag containing Kailla's clothes lying in the corner of his room. Dismantling the contents, looking for clothes for Kailla. As soon as her hand touched Kailla's frilly underwear a smile spread across her lips, imagining what she missed last night. But the regret in his heart, was far greater than anything at the moment.
“Kai, let the milk be drunk.” Pram said as he climbed into the bed nearing Kailla who did not want to look at him at all.
Seeing Pram approaching her immediately Kailla covered her entire body with a thick blanket, without separating anything.
“Kai, I'm sorry. This is your outfit.” said Pram, putting the clothes he had prepared on the side of Kailla. “Spend your milk, I will wait for you outside.” he continued.
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That afternoon Pram and Kailla were getting ready for the hospital. Today Pram accidentally did not go to the office, he is still worried about Kailla's condition. Sam was already sitting in the steering wheel, waiting for his two employers to get down to the car park.
Before long, Pram can be seen walking with his hands clasping Kailla towards his car. Since this morning, Kailla had been unwilling to talk to him at all. Although Pram repeatedly apologized, Kailla was unmoved. Sam immediately went out to open the back door of the car for both of his employers. Intentionally Pram, asked Sam to bring a car today so he had plenty of time to get the girl to talk.
“Kai, come here.!” pinta Pram after seeing Kailla chose to sit attached to the car door. Seeing Kailla remain silent finally Pram who took the initiative approached, embraced and took her into a hug.
“Why you?” I'm sorry.” whispered softly in Kailla's ear. Kailla simply shook her head without making her voice at all.
“Sleep, I'll wake you up later!” Pram chose to take out his phone, reactivate it. He was sure there would definitely be a lot of unimportant calls and messages from Anita. And sure enough, there are dozens of voice mails and threatening messages.
“Bigger! He's looking for trouble with me!”
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Thank you. I try to get up again later in the afternoon. Love you all
