The President's Wife
Chapter 153: Hold Him
Pram drives his car in preparation to find Kailla back. For some reason, seeing both parents Sam had to ambush his feelings suddenly. He had no reason, but something was interesting.
The man was still searching, rummaging through the streets of the capital. The search area this time is more focused on South Jakarta. The last area where Kailla was caught on a cctv camera. The day passed changing twilight, the search for Pram still has not yielded anything. Even until the night to pick up, Pram still down the village, looking for the whereabouts of the wife who was somehow hiding where.
Pram had just finished after feeling late at night, his stomach was no longer able to compromise. Tired is already untidy, tired is already immeasurable. The black sports car is a witness to the struggle of a husband who is looking for his beloved wife.
Almost midnight, Pram just returned to Mother Citra's house. The atmosphere of the house is quiet, no activity is seen. As soon as he entered his mother's room, Pram was surprised to see Mother Citra crying.
“Ma, what happened?” pram asked in surprise, approaching Mother Citra who was lying hugging her roll, spilling all the burden of her feelings through crying.
“My daughter goes,” says Ibu Citra, slowly.
“I mean mama Kinar go?” ask Pram, make sure.
“Iya.., Kinar left this afternoon,” said Ms. Citra with a vibrating voice.
“What happened?” ask Pram again, sitting next to his mother.
“If Kinar goes how with mama. Who will accompany mama here,” said Pram again.
"I trust fully in Kinar if the problem is mama's bargain. No one is as good as him. That's why Kailla and I suppressed our egos and cherished them."
The elderly woman seemed to struggle to get up. Sitting leaning against the pile of pillows her son had just arranged.
“Mama kicked him out,” whispered Ms. Citra, slowly.
This time Pram let out a rough sigh. His wife's business has not found a bright spot, now his mother is alone here.
“If you want him to stay together, why did you throw him out. He doesn't have anyone out there. Even if mama wants to expel, it should provide it,” said Pram, embracing the old body and hugging it tightly. Trying to calm.
“Mama don't cry. Kinar Pastu is fine. I'll ask Bayu to look for her. If my mom feels bad, because I stayed here. Honestly, I don't mind him,” said Pram, wiping away the tears that fell on both of his mother's wrinkled cheeks.
“I can get out. And sleep in the apartment,” continued Pram again.
“No, you stay here. Mama is worried that you sleep alone in the apartment,” stressed Ibu Citra, shaking her head.
“Tomorrow I will ask, Mother Ida here accompany mama. It can't be if nobody's here. If something happens to mama, no one knows,” Pram explained.
“Mama sleep first. I'll ask Bayu to find Kinar. If she doesn't live with her mom anymore, we should at least provide a place to stay for her. I have to keep meeting all his needs. Poor him, just have us as his family,” continued Pram.
Looks like Pram pulled out his phone, called Bayu. His feelings were not calm, however Kinar's attitude, he could not let the woman be left alone in the streets.
“Bay! Please find Kinar. Mama said she had left the house since late afternoon. When you meet, find him a home. If you need money, you can contact me,” Pram command, disconnect his phone call even before Bayu asks him further.
***
A month passed, without feeling. Kaila learned a lot about living a simple life with Sam's parents. The content also began to age three months more. His nausea and vomiting were already much reduced. Only, his body was getting thinner, with a much bigger stomach than before.
The clothes he bought shortly after leaving Pram, the shirts had tightened on his abdomen, This twin pregnancy made it like five months pregnant for a woman's pregnancy in normal.
During these 30 days, Pram did not stop looking. His men work day and night to find Kailla's whereabouts. Even when Pram doesn't go to the office, he'll spend all day looking for his wife.
Almost desperate, all corners of Jakarta have been explored. To remove the burden of thoughts and feelings of worry for his wife, Pram chose to divert it by working and working. The man re-built a new company, a subsidiary that will strengthen the RD Group in the future.
Pram would go to the office early in the morning, and come home almost midnight. All his time was up with work while waiting for reports from his assistants.
And Kinar, the woman was found after two days away from the residence of Mother Citra. Now Kinar lives alone not too far from the house of Ibu Citra. The girl would come every morning, and return by late afternoon. Pram gave him a house to live on his sincerity during this time looking after Ibu Citra. And all his needs are still met by Pram.
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That morning, Kailla awoke from her sleep with a nightmare that left her chest tight. For a few days, he could not sleep well.
Kailla could only bite her lips so that her cries would not come out. Sitting holding both knees on a simple cot with a thin mattress. During this month, Mr. Sam relented. Sleeping on a mat on the floor, giving up her place for Kailla.
“Bu, I'm going to the hospital,” Kailla said as she helped Sam's mother wash dishes after breakfast.
Over the course of a month, Kailla has become adept at doing a lot of homework. Just to cook, he couldn't. The cuisine is always not in accordance with the tongue, so Mother Sam chose to cook for herself, letting Kailla do light homework. Given Kailla's stomach that began to grow, did not have the heart to ask him to do heavy work.
“What will be fine, Non?” mother Sam asked, frowning. Confused by Kailla who suddenly dares to come out of hiding.
“My feelings are not calm, Mom,” Kailla said.
“Several days, somehow I always think of daddy. Is it because of that too, I became a no-no dream about daddy. When I have not left home, I routinely visit daddy.”
Kailla told a story while drying dishes that were finished washing with a clean washcloth.
“Does that mean daddy misses me, Mom,” Kailla said again.
“Can be, Non.”
“Non Kailla is leaving at what time? Later I will accompany you,” said Mother Sam, smiling. For a month Kailla was here, she was happy. There are friends chatting, friends doing homework. It was like she had a daughter.
“A minute Mom. I'll go alone, Miss.”
“No Non. Mother just accompany. Worried about getting caught by your husband,” said the elderly woman, stroking slowly Kailla's stomach that bulged.
“You didn't check it. Ensuring how your babies are.”
Kailla. He has no money. Actually she could have swiped the cards from her husband, but once a swipe, Pram would have known where the position was. She doesn't want to get caught by Pram, at least until the babies are born.
After finishing work at home, Kailla accompanied Sam's mother to visit Riadi in the hospital.
With feelings of anxiety and fear held back. For the first time in a month, Kailla stepped into the front yard of the main building. Usually, the space for pregnant women is only in the back garden and the small house where Father and Mother Sam live.
***
Pram was leading the meeting when the phone on his desk shook. Flickering from a distance, but he could do nothing, until he finished speaking.
The man looked much thinner, than usual. The loss of Kailla made her life much changed. When he got back to his place, he could check his cell phone. The heart was racing when Donny contacted him from the hospital.
“Iya Don, what is it?” pram asked, walking out of the meeting room. Fear of something bad happening to Riadi.
“Come to hospital Sir. There is Non Kailla visiting Mr. Riadi, I'm afraid I can't hold him for too long here,” Donny story. The man was forced to hide, staring at Kailla from a distance.
Hearing the information presented by Riadi's assistant, Pram ran into the meeting room.
“Sorry, meeting is postponed! Stella will give the next information," he said hurriedly, smiling.
Without saying goodbye, the man galloped towards the parking lot. Everything becomes unimportant, right now in her eyes there is only Kailla. While contacting Bayu, the man got into the elevator in a hurry.
“Bay! Kailla's in the hospital. Hold him!” pram's orders with a breath of gasp as it ran along the corridor.
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