The President's Wife
Chapter 113: The Asian lion approaches the female tiger
Pram ran down the hospital corridor with a panicked face leading to fear. His mind had been empty since he found out his mother was unconscious, had fallen in the bathroom, and had fallen into the bathroom,
The headache and nausea evaporated somewhere, disappeared without making a difference when thinking about the condition of the mother who is still unclear. Even he left his stunned wife in the bedroom still in an innocent state, leaving only a brief and light kiss on his wife's lips.
Today is the most important day in Kailla, after a long struggle for four years. However, Pram could not do much. Kailla's graduation is important, but her mother's old life is also much more important. He could only ask the Powerful, not put him in a difficult position, had to disappoint one of them.
His body nearly slumped when he arrived in front of the IGD room when he saw the teary-eyed Kinar, biting his fingers covering his fear.
“What happened?” pram asked, wiping the glass door of IGD ruman, glued his face hoping to get a little peek at the activity inside.
“Mama fell in the bathroom, seemed to slip. I don't know clearly, Mas. I'm making breakfast in the kitchen,” story Kinar.
“How is mama?” ask Pram again.
Kinar. “Mama is unconscious. I'm waiting for information from the doctor. One of the doctors was looking for Mas, it seemed like there was something important he wanted to say.
Hearing the information conveyed by Kinar, Pram's stocky body squeezed. Lean, close your eyes while leaning against the wall. Sending prayers never broke so that nothing happened to his mother.
Before long, a doctor comes out of the IGD room, looking for Pram's whereabouts.
“Critical patient. Must be acted to ICU as soon as possible.”
“Mr don't go anywhere, we need your approval if at any time have to take action,”
The news delivered by the doctor made the world of Pram collapse instantly. He forgot about Kailla who was waiting for him.
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Kaila, who is ready to be with Sam, is seen getting out of her car. A smile was still visible on his face as he climbed the stairs that led him into the building where his graduation was held.
Still with full spirit and happiness, waiting for her husband who will follow after ensuring the condition of her mother-in-law.
An hour before the event began, her beautiful face could still smile. Sometimes teasing Sam and his other friends. However, the next moment felt increasingly heavy in his path. Moreover, when he saw the family of his friends who began to fill the building where the event.
Even he could see from a distance, both of Sam's parents, who looked happily hugging his son. The old faces were full of excitement and pride when they saw their son wearing meaningful black clothes, struggles, sweat and tears.
Kailla remembered daddy. If the man is still healthy, surely his daddy will do the same. Hugging him with pride like the faces of his friends' parents who had flocked into the building.
Hand-shifted the phone screen, looking for her husband's contact number. Sticking the device in his ear, hoping for some good news from Pram. A minute passed, five minutes and half an hour passed. He spent time in futility. It was not just the figure of Pram who did not appear from behind the tall gate, the entrance of the building. Not even her husband's voice could be heard at this moment.
As time went on, Kailla eventually refused entry, still hoping with complete confidence that Pram would come to see her earn her college degree. He was left behind outside the building, staring at the gate, almost desperate.
He was still waiting in dwindling expectations, as time got closer to the event. His head was almost tired when he had to raise his neck continuously, looking towards the highway.
The hope that was getting smaller was finally lost, when boisterous in the building that forced him to enter without anyone. There's no one. He walked in alone. No father or mother, no brother or family. Just accompanied by two tears, even then he was painstakingly held back so as not to fall swiftly.
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Pram again had to face the ICU room. Sitting waiting without clarity, also without being able to do anything. Seen Kinar with his face pampabnya sitting beside Pram. The woman finally fell asleep, leaning on Pram's burly shoulders, which almost lost its mind at the thought of her mother, never waking up from her sleep.
The time was three o'clock in the afternoon, when Pram realized he had made his wife wait alone.
“Shittt!” pekik. Straight up from his seat, running towards the car. Making Kinar who was still asleep, fell and hit his head against the stainless chair tightly.
Pram ran with a gasp of breath towards his car. Change the suit he accidentally brought from home. While pulling the phone out of her pants pocket, her heart was sliced at the sight of dozens of missed calls from Kailla on the phone she accidentally silenced.
Not until there, his heart was getting pierced when he saw the call made by Kailla was already passed a few hours ago.
“Bay, take me to this place!” pram's order throws his phone at Bayu, asking his assistant to see for himself the address in question.
“Good, Boss,” says Bayu.
Pram's hands are still busy making tie knots in his plain shirt. Too long do not put a tie, make the fingers stiff. Since marriage, Kailla has done for him. With great difficulty, Pram finally managed to finish it as well.
“Bay, please contact David. Ask him to wait for me, wait for my mama,” Pram's orders. He himself seemed busy contacting Kailla since then. However, things turned around to him. Right now it's Kailla who doesn't take her calls. It always ends with the sweet-talking girl, the operator.
Just as he was throwing his phone rough in the chair, suddenly the phone screen flickered and rang violently. Smile was bursting, instantly budding back when not the name Kailla on the screen, but the name Sam, the beloved assistant Kailla, assistant trust Pram.
“Pak, how the hell! Instead of accompanying Non Kailla,” Sam's scolding, sounds annoyed. Pram just shifted the green button, not even had time to say hello. But Sam's shrill voice was already heard, bravely nagging him from across the phone.
“Bad you, Sam! You dare nag me!” gerutu Pram, don't accept.
“Since this morning, Non Kailla was waiting for the arrival of Mr. Pram. And now crying, sitting in front of the building, not wanting to go home,” shootout Sam.
“The trick is done?” ask Pram.
“Already from the end of it Sir. Already on disperse,” explains Sam again.
“I can't persuade him, you better get Mr. Pram here soon. Non Kailla was crying non-stop since then. His face was pale, I was afraid something might happen,” continued Sam.
“Jaga Kailla, don't let her do anything. Otherwise, I'll take your life!” pram Ancam.
Just as the man was about to turn off his phone, suddenly Sam made a sound again.
“Buruan Pak's. It looks like there is an Asian Lion scent approaching a kind of crying female,” continued Sam, complaining to Pram as usual.
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To be continued
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