The Little Wife of the President

Chapter 64: Anita Crazy

Pram was just about to return to his room after meeting Bayu, suddenly the phone in his pants pocket rang.

“Unknown number?”

Pram seemed hesitant to accept or refuse. But this could be the number of the man who kidnapped Kailla. Although she knew for sure, Kailla was in Anita's hands.

“Iya..” saya Pram opens talks.

“Nak Pram... This is Ms. Anita.” the caller said from across.

Pram was surprised, this was the first time Anita's mother contacted him.

“Iya Ma'am what's wrong?” Pram asked. She wondered what Mother Anita wanted to talk about. Does this woman know anything about Kailla. She deliberately did not want to find out or tell Mother Anita because she felt sorry. The old woman had borne enough of the burden of her life and pain so far, if plus knowing the behavior of her daughter, she would be even more sad and worried.

“Begin Nak....Can Nak Pram come home. Anyone want to talk about?” mother Anita said a little doubtful. But inevitably, he had to talk to Pram. Anita's change in attitude since yesterday was so worrying about her. He was afraid that the events would repeat themselves. She used to be healthy and strong, especially when there was the figure of the Eagle of Anita's late husband who helped support her.

After thinking, Pram agreed to Mother Anita's request. Who knows if Anita's mother can help her.

“Good Mom. I'll be there soon.” replied Pram disconnecting his phone call.

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And now Pram is standing in the living room of Anita's house. The housekeeper opened the door for her and asked her to wait in the living room. Looking at the atmosphere in the house right now it seems like Anita is not at home. The car that Anita used to wear is not visible in the garage of her car

“Nak Pram,” call Ibu Anita surprise Pram. Anita's mother was shocked to see Pram's current state, the man seemed to be not okay. There were dark circles in both of his eyes, his face a little shabby like too many thoughts. Random hair is not as usual neat shiny.

Pram immediately approached Ms. Anita who was currently being pushed by a nurse.

“What did you ask me to come here?” ask Pram. It seems he is spreading his gaze.

Anita's mother smiled at Pram. He understood at this moment Pram was looking for who.

“Anita from last night has not returned here,” said Ibu Anita explained to Pram. Pram looks to nod.

“Sus, can leave us.” orders Mother Anita on the nurse standing behind her wheelchair. The nurse nodded and immediately went inside leaving her master and guest.

“Nak Pram...” Mother Anita's speech stopped. Seen as he sighed, it seemed like the next words were the heavy words he said.

“It's open!” Anita's mother shook thrusting a medium-sized carton box that had been held in her lap.

“What is this Bu?” pram asked a little doubtfully.

“Buklah Nak!”

“This is Bu?” Pram looks confused looking at the photos in the box.

“That's a photo of Anita with her late husband, Elang Persada.” said to the Mother. “Where should you start?” he continued to look confused.

“Mom was forced to ask for your help, Nak Pram. Right now you're the only one you can ask for help,” he said while bowed. There were two rounds of tears dripping down his palm.

Anita's mother again sighed. “Anita... hurts.” With great difficulty he put out his words. Since the last 2 months, I've been worried about her. His attitude changed, almost the same as when you left him.”

Pram was surprised to hear the words of Mother Anita. “What does Bu mean?”

“When you left her, Anita had a mental breakdown. Precisely after the father and baby died.” Anita's mother started telling stories.

“The baby is not dead, but Anita in various ways aborted it. After she and her father returned from Jakarta to meet Riadi Dirgantara, Anita changed.”.

“Peaknya, after a few days he managed to abort the womb and his father died at about the same time. Anita crazy. He could hurt anyone who tried to get close to him. We had to take him in hospital in a mental hospital.” Anita's mother told me as she kept shedding her tears.

Pram was shocked, and the feeling of guilt hit him. He did not expect that the mistakes he made before could affect so much on Anita and her family.

“Perhaps because the doctor also sentenced Anita to hard pregnancy again after miscarriage. This became one of the triggers.” explained Ibu Anita again.

“Hah!” This time Pram was surprised. “How can? Isn't Anita pregnant now?” pram asked confusedly.

Anita's mother shook her head, “Doctor has sentenced Anita to hard to get pregnant again. Although there is still a possibility, but it is very small. And I'm not sure Anita's really pregnant.

“Yes,” Pram rubbed his face rough with both hands.

“Lucky Eagle present in his life. Slowly Anita can rearrange her life. After being declared cured and able to live a normal life again, they married. Although I know, Anita never loved her husband.”

Anita's mother was seen linking her fingers, the more here her voice weakened. Tears that spilled earlier made his chest tight.

“They live happily. The eagle was willing to accept Anita unconditionally. But the accident that took her husband's life a few years ago put her back on a slump.” Mother Anita sobbing.

It looks like Pram hugs Anita's mother and calms her down.

“Since 2 years ago he chased you back, his attitude began to change. His emotions are unpredictable. He can be happy at one time, sometimes he cries after. Sometimes he's crazy. Mom can't do anything. Mom is old and sick. His younger brother has been working in Jakarta for 2 years and never returned.”.

“Nak Pram, please my daughter. I was hoping you could come back with her, but yesterday you introduced your wife. Selfish it feels that mother still expects you to be my daughter-in-law.” isak Ibu Anita clasped Pram's hand expectantly.

Pram nodded. He can't say anything.

“Did something happen?” ask Anita's mother suddenly. “Did Anita do something?” he looked at Pram's face again.

Pram sighed, actually he hesitated to say it. This old woman had already been too much of a burden in her life. But he also had to know what his daughter was doing

“Your daughter kidnapped my wife Ma'am. I've asked people to look for him. But I haven't found it.” Pram's story.

“Yes Lord, Anitaaaaaaaaa..... You why, Nak.” The old woman came back. The tears are back. He stroked his chest repeatedly.

“I beg you help my daughter, Pram. I can only ask you.” Mother Anita begged.

“Iya Ma'am, I must have helped her,” Pram's promise of clutching her wrinkled hands that had been wet from her teardrops.

“Mom will contact Anita now. You can get your wife back, son.”

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Next night yeah.this anita part is almost done. The author can't wait to join Om pram and Kailla on their honeymoon in Austria.

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