The President's Wife

Chapter 149: Muting Mischief

The car that Pram drove back swept the streets of the capital in the middle of the morning. The road is still too quiet, he can drive his car as fast as possible.

Anyway he has to get Kailla today. Can't let his wife go too long outside without an escort. The focus since yesterday only focused on Kailla, ignoring the figure of Kinar who since his arrival stayed at the house of the mother, making the girl can smile with relief.

At least Pram has not kept his distance and is angry at it like before. Although he knew the reason, because Pram's mind was in turmoil and only gushed at Kailla, rather than bothering about his existence like a dust grain.

Not taking long, Pram's four-wheeled vehicle has been seen appearing on the fence gate of the old Riadi house. Ringing the horn repeatedly, the fruit of his impatience, made Sam who was still wearing a glove cuss while running fast. As usual, it almost rolled because of its own sheath.

“Not the female, not the male. If the problem is impatient, it's the same!” grouse Sam, clutching his scabbard so as not to sag. Hurriedly opened the gate, which was later not guarded by security anymore.

The sports car came in even when Sam had not pushed full. Just half open, Pram's car has been sneaking in, stopping haphazardly and going down to meet Bayu.

“Howto Bay?” tanya Pram, joined by Bayu and Ricko who were sipping coffee on a fried banana made by Sam's mother in the backyard.

“No results yet, Boss, but my people are still searching,” Bayu said.

“Ditya?” ask Pram again.

“Looks like he doesn't know anything Boss. The man is in Germany since a week ago,” explained Bayu.

“Dion?” ask Pram again.

“Nothing. I even asked the person directly. Dion also helped find,” said Bayu.

Pram's shoulders drooped, after memastikn the existence of Kailla who had not seen the bright spot. The mature man looked to pull up the chair and join his assistants.

“Rick, have you asked his college friends?” pram asked, turning to interrogate Kailla's other assistant.

“Already Sir, but everyone also does not know,” said Ricko timidly. It was nothing, among the three assistants, he was the one that Pram scolded the most.

“Sam!!” pram shouted, seeing the assistant walking weakly, as if stalling,

“I-iya Sir, how?” tanyanya.

“What do you produce?” pram asked, looking intently at Sam.

“Ti-no, Sir. Non Kailla like vanished swallowed by the earth,” his mouth bowed. Not daring to join, afraid to be Pram months.

“Alright, do a search. Report to me immediately his progress. I want to take a shower first, after that continue looking for my wife.”

***

Three days of searching without paying off, Pram really didn't go to the office to take care of the company. There are many jobs that are neglected, especially David who is still in Austria to take care of the company there. Replacing Pieter who suffered paralysis after his accident.

As long as Kailla is still unaccounted for, Pram chooses to return home to his mother's house every night. He can't go back to his house. There, every corner reminded him of Kailla. Kailla's shadow always greeted her and it made her unable to sleep.

On the fourth day, Pram chose to return to the office with a feeling of falling apart. Like a no man's body. Half of her went with Kailla, who was left with only a body without life.

The search process for Kailla was continued by the assistants and assisted by Bayu's men. He can't leave his job for too long. The company needs it too.

For a few days, his life was not regular. Cannot eat well, cannot sleep well. Lucky Ibu Citra quite understand the situation. The elderly woman continued to contact her son throughout the day, to make sure his only son was okay.

That afternoon, Pram was still struggling with a pile of files on his desk. Three days of not going to the office, overwhelmed Pram. The vice-director's seat that had been empty for a long time, now made him think of replenishing it. All this time there was David, his assistant, so he didn't feel any shortage of people. However, ever since David flew to Austria, things have felt different.

“Pram, mama asked Kinar to leave lunch for you.” There was the soft voice of Mother Citra from across the phone, as soon as the smartphone stuck to her ear.

“No need, Ma. I can eat in the cafeteria or Stella can order for me,” Decline Pram.

“Kinar is already heading to your office. Spend your lunch, after that leave the box on Kinar again,” explained Ibu Citra.

“Ma..,” call Pram, little objection.

“Already. Mama asked Kinar to leave it at your secretary. So you do not need to meet Kinar directly,” explained Ibu Citra.

“Kinar will wait until you spend it, just come home with an empty supply box. Otherwise, you will miss your day on an empty stomach again,” explained Ibu Citra again.

Pram sighed harshly. Can't argue.

“Pram, Kailla have any news?” ask Ibu Citra slowly. Actually hesitant to ask, because Pram will think back to his problem, but he is also no less worried about his daughter-in-law.

“Not Ma,” sahut Pram, with a sad look. His eyes condensed, imagining the fate of his wife and children which was still unclear. He's just a bus praying, I hope Kailla's okay.

With his left hand, he pursed the base of his nose. Trying to keep the tears from coming out again, each remembers Kailla.

“Pram, as long as Kailla has not been found, go home to mama,” pinta Ibu Citra.

“Iya Ma.”

“Do not go home too late. Mama is waiting for you,” said Ibu Citra, before turning off her phone connection.

***

Three days into hiding in a small hotel, in South Jakarta, Kailla finally opts out of hiding after her money supply runs low. He only withdraws five million rupiah from ATMs in hospitals. It was almost out to rent a room and eat, besides that he also had time to buy several pieces of change of clothes and bathing needs.

Previously, he wanted to return to his old house, but until he saw Bayu was also there. Kailla finds out that Pram has realized her disappearance, leading her to temporarily abandon her intentions. Since these three days he did not dare to leave the hotel. There were some sturdy-looking people pacing back and forth near the hotel lobby.

Kailla doesn't know who they are either, but it's good she's on her guard. Being on the run, made him suspect everyone.

All this time he really did not expect, Pram hid his revenge behind his good attitude, behind his extraordinary love. The terror that was sent to him a few days ago, it turned out to be true.

Struggling, Kailla checks out of the hotel room early in the morning. Even the chickens are still sleeping, not crowing. The goal, stay the same. He can't go far. During her time with Pram, she knew clearly how her husband was. He will not be able to escape from the grasp of Reynaldi Pratama. He could only dodge for a moment, until he and his babies were born safe, and he was strong enough to fight a Pratama Reynaldi.

Luckily this time, he was able to safely get to his destination, despite remaining misgivings. After getting off the taxi, Kailla stared at the fence of the tall house that had to be passed by her. Not to mention having to find a gap so as not to be highlighted cctv camera.

By force, Kailla had to climb the fence in a state of stomach that began to grow. The feeling was quite calm when her fertile body made it through the fence and moved to the inner side.

Just as his feet were stepping on the ground, a voice heard someone startling him.

“Who are you?” ask the guy to Kailla. In the middle of the morning everything does not look so clear. Only rely on yellowing street lights, can not recognize who the guests who dare to jump the fence Riadi Dirgantara luxury house.

Bad luck or the wrong neighbors enter the house.

***

TB