The President's Wife

Chapter 103: Four Months Passed

Pram's gaze froze as his eyes caught a foreign figure standing not far from his two assistants. Pram even had to blink a few times to make sure his back was stocky in a black work coat that was sculpting behind him and Kailla.

“Hopefully I was wrong,” Pram whispered, staring at the man's back without blinking.

Kailla who could not guess at all too late was shocked. He was just aghast when the tall, burly figure turned around and smiled warmly.

“Ditya.” Kailla whispered softly, while tightly grasping Pram's hand.

“What...”.

Pram was just about to ask, but Ditya had already opened his voice. The man walked forward, slashing the distance created earlier.

“I Ditya, one of the owners of this hospital. I'm sorry, but we'll try our best. We are currently bringing in a doctor from Malaysia to deal with Mr Riadi. May there be good news,” cut him, speak at length.

The sight of his eagle's eyes could not lie. Although trying as much as possible to throw his gaze in the other direction, but the corner of the eye was still glancing at the woman who was already the status of the wife of the person.

Pram who since the beginning of the presence of Ditya, has begun to provoke emotions. The look on his face was still unfriendly, especially when he caught the view of Ditya who stole a look at his wife.

“I'm sorry,” said to Ditya, presenting a smile on his handsome face. He did not wait for the answer of the two, neither Pram nor Kailla. The man was waiting there just to make sure the patient in the ICU room remained fine.

“Thank you,” said Pram, turning to look at Ditya who walked away. The man did not even turn his head, only halting his steps for a few seconds and rushing away.

Ditya's departure, gives David the opportunity to explain everything. From the beginning contacted Donny to the explanation of the doctor about the actual condition as well as the worst that could happen.

“Easy-easy good news after this,” whispered David trying to smile.

Kaila who kept crying in Pram's arms couldn't do anything. Especially when David told the worst possibility, his cries grew louder.

“Kai, where are you going?” ask Pram wonder. Kaila had already rushed to the door to meet her daddy.

“Which way to?” tanya Pram tried to hold his wife's hand. Kailla's crying is getting louder, though,

“I want to meet daddy...,” cries mixed with screams sounding pain in the ears. It cuts out the deepest heart.

“Yes, wait for me. We enter together,” pinta Pram, circulating his gaze. Find a nurse or hospital staff who can be asked for help. He can't just go in. It was even more impossible to let Kailla enter alone.

***

Once inside the room, the tone created from some medical devices sounds so gripping. Not to mention some hoses and medical devices attached to the body of the daddy. Today more than usual.

“Daddy, I'm coming,” whispered Kailla, standing next to where her daddy was lying. Not far from where he stood, Pram stood and talked with the guard.

“Sorry sir, only allowed for a moment,” explained the officer, who was immediately called Pram.

Pram approached Kailla, hugging his weeping wife.

“Daddy must be fine,” entertain Pram.

“I don't want to part with daddy yet. It doesn't matter if daddy lives in this room, but daddy has to stay in this world. I'm not ready to be left by daddy.”

“I...”

Kailla sighed in between her cries. Try to calm down to continue the sentence.

“I.. I'm not ready to take off the daddy go,” he said later. Turning around tightly hugging Pram, biting on her husband's shirt so that the cry was not heard out.

“Yes, daddy's not going anywhere.”

“I haven't happy daddy,” Kailla said again.

“Yes, we'll both make daddy happy. Do not cry like this, if daddy hears your crying voice surely daddy will be sad,” persuaded Pram, cupping his wife's face with both hands. Then remove the tears that come out without being held back by the owner.

“We will try to keep daddy with us,” whispered Pram, between his arms.

“Let's say goodbye to daddy, we can't stay in here too long. We have to go home now,” pinta Pram.

“But I don't want to go home yet,” reject Kailla spoiled.

“You must rest, tomorrow we will come here again,” Pram persuaded, while wiping his wife's back. I hope Kailla will obey.

“After all, stay here too, we can't do anything. Tomorrow we will see daddy again,” continued Pram.

This time Kailla said, not much to argue with as usual. Approaching Riadi and softly peeling daddy's hand is wrinkled and connected medical devices.

***

Time passes, seconds change minutes, minutes change hours. Days change week, weeks change month. Four months have passed. Kailla and Pram's days were spent in the hospital. Throughout the day Kailla will wait for her daddy to be with Sam, Ricko and Donny while working on the script. Only occasionally to the campus to meet the supervisor and of course take data that has not been completed for the purposes of the script.

Pram even rented a room for his wife to rest. Because of Kailla's many days spent in the hospital.

And Pram did the same. Pram days are not far from offices and hospitals. The two will only return home when night falls. Enjoy the soft bed in their bedroom after a day outside the house.

These four months there were no quarrels, no chaos like Kailla usually did. Pram was much softened, not as usual against Kailla. Forbid his wife from going here. Keep watch over continuously.

During these one hundred and twenty days the two focused on accompanying Riadi in the hospital. Even Kailla had never met her in-laws, only communicating via a video call connection with Ms. Citra.

A little different from Pram. The man sometimes still took the time to meet his mother at lunchtime.

That afternoon as usual, Kailla, who had completed all the stages of her script including the script session a few days ago, was sitting chatting with Sam in front of the ICU room.

From the direction of the elevator, Ditya, still in a work suit, came to Kailla accompanied by his assistant, Matt. Not to forget the man brought lunch for the three assistants Kailla.

“Kai, have you had lunch?” ask Dita casually. This is not their first meeting in four months. Previously Ditya had met Kailla several times openly every visit to the hospital.

“But.” Kailla.

“Come, accompany me to lunch,” the door as usual. The relationship between the two is more familiar than ever. Meeting after meeting brought the two closer together.

Before hearing Kailla's reply, the man first entered the room where Riadi was lying in a coma, just saying hello. And usually he will also meet with officials to ask about the health development of his hospital patients who impressed the way on the spot.

In fact, he has brought the best doctors to deal with Riadi Dirgantara specifically. In fact he bought some of the ownership of this hospital to be able to keep an eye on the development of the parents of the woman who stole his heart at the first opportunity.

“Ouch! Spill right!” sam's nagging when his lunch box spilled because of Ditya's actions.

“Company us lunch,” pinta Ditya. Next, he offered a smile to the two assistants left behind, Ricko and Donny. The two of them were also finishing a rice box, lunch brought by Ditya. More precisely a bribe as a cover-up. She doesn't want to have a problem with Kailla's husband being mistaken for an affair when she says hello.

***

How's college?” ditya asked, after ordering a lunch menu for the three of them, Kailla, Sam and himself. Matt is left to accompany Donny and Ricko in front of the ICU room, as well as to keep watch if at any time Kailla's husband, suddenly visits the hospital and looks for his wife.

“Front month I'm graduating,” says Kailla relaxed.

“Wah, congratulation!” said Ditya stretched out his hand to greet Kailla.

“Thanks,” says Kailla smiled. Welcoming the hands of the handsome man who until now for Kailla like a Greek god.

“Say, what do you want as a gift?” ditya asked, glancing at Sam.

“Don't tell me you're also graduating,” chirped Ditya staring cynically at Sam.

“Iya sir. What I can do, the truth is that I and Non Kailla are in a struggle,” said Sam.

“After thinking about what gift you want. Call Matt, I'll send you the gift,” Ditya said.

“Serious sir?” ask Sam to make sure. He had imagined that he would ask the motorbike to the rich young master who always shared with them every visit to the hospital. Hence no one had opened their mouths to Pram about this routine visit of the young master.

“When I lied,” said Ditya linking his fingers on the table.

“Oh yes Kai, tell me what gift you want. I'll send it to your house,” continued Ditya again.

“I thought first. My favorite brand is bringing out any product. I need to see the catalog first,” says Kailla.

“No problem, contact me anytime. I'll have Matt look for you,” said Ditya again.

The third chat came to a halt as a waiter carried a tray containing their order. After presenting it on the table, the waiter resigned himself.

“How's your husband, Kai?” ditya asked, while feeding a spoonful of fried rice into his mouth.

“Pram is fine,” says Kailla, join in enjoying her order lunch.

“What did your husband give you?” ask Ditya.

Kailla had not had time to answer, suddenly the ringing of the phone inside the bag shocked the three.

“Sorry, my husband,” Kailla said, after reading the name that appeared on his phone screen that lit up.

Immediately get up and away so that you can talk freely with Pram.

“Iya Darling,” greet Kailla when sliding the green button on the phone screen and stick it in the ear.

“Darling, you're in the hospital right? I've been in the parking lot,” said Pram from across the phone.

“Iya what's wrong? It's not that today you should have lunch at mama.”'s place asked Kailla in surprise.

“You forgot again, Honey. Today we have an appointment to meet with your obstetrician right,” said Pram reminded.

“Gosh, I completely forgot,” said Kailla patted her own forehead.

“Ya already, soon I go up,” said Pram, while closing the call.

The sound of the phone being closed made Kailla freeze in her place standing while looking at Ditya and Sam who were chatting while spending her lunch.

“Dit, I'm saying goodbye. My husband is coming soon. I have a little business. Maybe we can have lunch another time. Just set the time, I wait,” said to Kailla, grabbed her bag and ran.

“You didn't spend your lunch, Kai?” tanya Ditya half yelled.

“No. Maybe next time. I will treat you,” said Kailla without looking back again.

***

Kaila arrived in the ICU room running. From a distance she could see the back of her husband standing with both hands on his waist.

“Honey,” call Kailla, hugging Pram suddenly from behind. Pram's body was pushed forward because the impact of Kailla in his body was so tight.

“Where are you from?” tanya Pram looked behind her back. He could feel Kailla's heartbeat beating fast.

“I had lunch in the hospital cafeteria earlier,” Kailla said, trying to regulate his wheezing breath.

“You didn't invite me?” pram asked, gently rubbing Kailla's hand that locked her waist.

“I think you're going to mama's place this afternoon,” Kailla said with the menu.

“You forgot our promise. Shouldn't we see a doctor this afternoon,” said Pram. There was a sad and hurt tone in it.

During these four months they always visit the doctor to ascertain whether Kailla is pregnant or not. Not only that, they have thrown away dozens of test packs with inline results so far.

Compared to the experience during the first Kailla pregnancy, of course, their struggle this time felt heavier. There have been many disappointments that have been swallowed and of course felt by Kailla for four months.

Pram could see Kailla's almost desperate face and give up every time she got a negative test result. Although his wife did not cry, she could also feel what Kailla was feeling.

“Come then. We're leaving now,” Kailla said, letting go of her hug on the husband.

***

To be continued

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This chapter 2 chapters is made into 1 chapter. So only up once huh.