The Little Wife of the President

Chapter 84: Kunti VS Demon Tiger

Sam was still waiting under the MCB button, up and down the electricity in the middle room and staircase area. Half-sleep Donny chose to sit on the floor, occasionally his head bowed forward and returned it to the real world. But it did not last long, a few seconds later he had already squeezed out and returned to his dream realm. It happened over and over again 15 minutes ago. Until finally he chose to lie on the floor and can sleep comfortably. Without caring about Sam who is still busy with his snobbery.

“Bro.. bro, Non Kailla kok no sound anymore huh?” sam asked patting Donny's thigh lying next to him.

The Donny who had sailed into dreamland did not respond at all. He was still asleep, accompanied by female mosquitoes that were ready to lurk at any time.

“Bro..bro!” Sam is seen shaking Donny's body. There was absolutely no reaction. “Ish! Very bad, this clock is already missing. Shame the same pillow,” grumbled Sam, snorting annoyedly at Donny who was snoring.

He had intended to take Donny to check on Kailla. He was worried, his employer was why. He could hear Kailla's screams three times, after which it was silent. It's no secret that Kailla is afraid of the dark.

“Do I check. Fear even fainted in the room.” said Sam slowly. With a sneak he entered the house.

“Luck has not been locked Bu Sari,” he said, so he managed to push the door leaf home.

The atmosphere inside the house was already deserted, there were no signs of life. The rooms inside are spacious with pillars standing firm, quite creating a gripping atmosphere at this time of night.

Right past Pram's bedroom, he faintly heard a female voice. More precisely the sigh of women.

Deg—

Sam looked around, there was no one. The cold began to creep, slithering on his skin making the hair goosebumps.

“Su..su..what sound is it?” whispered Sam slowly. Instantly he stopped his steps to confirm his hearing.

“Maybe my feelings alone,” muttered Sam, trying to strengthen himself by staying positive. The atmosphere inside the house is a little scary.

But. again he heard a female voice and it was heard more and more clearly from the direction of Pram's bedroom. Like a sigh many times.

“Ba.ba..how there are women here. Obviously, Mr. Pram slept alone.” Sam shuddered.

Her memory goes back to this afternoon, when she put the suitcase into the room. The atmosphere in the room is very dark and quite make the feathers goosebumps. Pram room is quite spacious, but has not been occupied for a dozen years. Since Pram left for England, this room is empty. After returning to Indonesia, Pram chose to live in his apartment. So this room was left just like that, empty uninhabited.

Only Bu Sari often went inside to clean it, the rest was always tightly closed. No one ever wanted to go in there. Two years ago, Pram preferred to rest in Kailla's room, noting that the owner allowed it.

“Aduh Mak, ja.jangan lest it sound kunti nge kost in Pak Pram's room again,” he said stammering while closing his eyes. The more I think, the more scary. The more you hear, the more horrible.

Sam's mouth was kamit, reading all the prayers to exorcise the devil. His eyes closed, hoping that with the prayers he chanted, the voices would soon disappear.

“Yes God...” whispered Sam when the voices instead of disappearing, even more clear and real.

“Obviously this isn't a human being, the only female living inside here is just Non Kailla. Non Kailla will not want to go into that room.” Sam said in his heart. It's not that he doesn't know, Kailla is also a coward just like him.

Shortly after the sound of a female sigh, Sam again heard a groan like a tiger. The moans were long and terrible. Although vague, Sam could hear clearly like the sound of a tiger groaning.

“Gosh, what dream last night I Mak!” whispers trembling. Back Sam's mouth looks kamat kamit no kaluan.

His heart was racing, his legs were starting to limp and tremble. He accidentally kicked off the copper display that Kailla had dropped. The display rolled and hit the wall causing a clanking sound. Although the clang was not too tight, but the feeling of fear that ambushed him made him run panting.

“Don...Don...!” Let's wake!” call Sam as soon as he's on the porch. Sometimes his eyes looked at the house. It was as if someone was chasing him from within.

“Don! Come hunted. There's another kunti fighting the same tiger demon inside.” Sam screamed in fear. Seeing Donny stay asleep, Sam finally chose to leave Mr. Riadi's assistant to sleep on the terrace. He instantly took a thousand steps, running into the security post.

Sam arrived at the security post with a gasp of breath, lips quivering and face paled. Many times he rubbed his chest to make it a little calmer. Just as his heart was beating regularly, someone patted him on the shoulder from behind.

“Satan!!” sam shouted shut his eyes. He ran into the post, curled up in the corner of the chair.

“Sam!” call Donny a little tight. Instantly returning the man to his consciousness.

Seen Sam sighing, his feelings were much calmer now. Slowly, he recounted the mystical experience he had just experienced. Hearing Sam's story, Donny and some of the security who were sitting there laughed out loud.

“Most watch Other World! Where there is any. We live here for a long time have never heard of the strange.” explained Donny. He almost hit Sam on the head because he was too excited to see the behavior of his employer's driver.

“Most also Pram again wik wik wik same bin,” continued Donny again while chuckling. “

“New bride Bro! Fresh from the oven, still the angles” chirps one of the security.

“I can't believe, tomorrow morning I'm gonna check again. There is no way my employer who is so extraordinary can bend his knee in front of Mr. Pram.”, said Sam shakes his head.

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That morning Kailla's sleep is interrupted with Pram's naughty hands touching her innocent body from under the covers.

“Kai...,”whisper Soft pram. He deliberately exhaled his rough breath in the curve of Kailla's neck. In a matter of seconds, his wife jumped straight away. Deftly, he immediately lowered the blanket that covered Kailla's upper body, enjoying something that was puffed up there while Kailla was writhing in her pangs.

“I'm still sleepy Om,” said Kailla pulled back a blanket that had sagged up to her slender waist.

“Kai...,” call Pram again. This time he chose to pull out the blanket that still tightly closed Kailla's body and throw it on the floor.

“I'm tired Om,” refuse Kailla still closed her eyes. He was already preparing to get up to pick up his clothes that were strewn on the floor, as Pram blocked his hands and rolled them back onto the bed.

“If you are used to it, will not be tired.” Rayu Pram, now she chooses to overlap the tiny body of Kailla so that it can not go anywhere.

“I'm not used to Om,” Kailla replied briefly, still trying to release herself.

“Sayang....,” whining Pram. Right now Pram is exactly like a child who whines to buy lollipops. Occasionally he dipped the wet neck of Kailla's tie full of reddish marks because of his actions last night. He hopes his kiss can bring Kailla flying into the clouds and willingly serve him.

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