The President's Wife

Chapter 18: Have Kailla Plead to Me

“Everything can come out, except Sam!” pram's orders, staring fixedly at Kailla's assistant.

Sam shuddered, unable to imagine what would befall him any moment longer. He chose to bow and pray, that Pram could be kind and let go this time.

“Sam! How can Kailla take my car out?” pram asked, when everyone had returned to their original place. Left behind Pram and Sam, standing facing each other.

“I..me...how to tell it yes,” said Sam, scratching his head that does not itch. He was confused how to tell it.

“What happened?” ask Pram.

“Non Kailla insists on bringing Pak Pram's favorite car. If I refuse to accompany him, he will still drive alone,” replied Sam lowered his head, preparing to receive a scolding.

Pram has often reminded all assistants that he does not allow Kailla to bring her own car. Kailla's emotions are unstable, doing things doesn't use the brain. Acting was never thought of.

When Kailla gets angry, she'll channel it to the first thing that comes to her brain. Not counting the risks. Especially when he can't do anything. His wife was even ready to hit danger, when everything was not as she wanted.

For four years, she's been trying to teach Kailla how to control herself. And it's not easy, to make Kailla submissive and not as obedient. When Pram is not with him, it will be very difficult for his assistant to persuade his wife.

“Who taught him to drive?” pram asked annoyed. If Kailla can't drive, she won't think about taking the car out.

“Since when can he drive?” ask Pram again.

“Not long ago Sir.” Sam answered briefly.

“You don't know, letting him drive is risky. He doesn't even have a SIM!” nagel Pram's.

“If the one Kailla hit was another rider, an accident. Didn't you think Sam?” ask Pram back.

Pram sighed. Tired, having to take care of her stubborn mother, the mischievous Kailla, not to mention her assistant who is not much different from her employer.

“Tell me, how can he drive. Who taught him to distinguish the gas pedal and the brake pedal?” pram asked, getting upset.

“Ricko Sir,” Sam replied quickly. Throwing all the blame at his fellow assistants. After all, it was in fact the two of them who taught Kailla.

Pram rushes towards the exit, yelling for Kailla's new assistant whose name is Sam mentioned.

“RICKO! RICKO!!” pram shouted, standing on the porch of the house.

The security guard at the front gate shrieked at the screams of his master. Not daring to approach at this crucial moment. They chose to step aside, letting the owner of the name approach. A little wrong, can lead to dismissal.

It didn't take long, the new assistant was already standing next to Sam, exchanging codes with a glance. Sam's already wrinkled, standing attached to Ricko.

“I repeat, who taught my wife to drive?” ask Pram, repeating the same question.

His gaze was deadly, exposing the two assistants of Kailla who were now throwing glances.

“Ricko Sir!”

“Sam Sir!”

The answer is both so compact and in unison. Sontak makes Pram's emotions increasingly peaked.

“MANA IS CORRECT?” pram shouted, surprising the two. He looked at them one by one the assistant who was looking down in fear.

“Sam, how the hell. It's not that we both teach,” whispered Ricko quietly, elbowing Sam's arm.

“Iya I know, we are also forced to teach. For the day right, we are under pressure Non Kailla,” replied Sam in a whisper.

“The problem is that Mr. Pram will not accept that reason. Know for yourself how Mr. Pram. Turn with us, she screams.”

“That's right?” ricko asked quietly and lowered his head.

“Try in front of Non Kailla, she's as wrinkled as we are now. It was already like a thousand-footed caterpillar in the flick of its tail. You think Mr. Pram is great. He can only bully us. With his wife, he was scared,” continued Sam whispered.

Pram is getting upset about being made both assistants. Not answering his question, instead the two whispered indistinctly while looking down.

“SAM! RICKO!” pram shouted, making both of them squeak.

“I-iya Sir,” says Sam stuttered.

“Look sir, actually I told Non Kailla which gas pedal, Ricko brake pedal. Well, I taught Non Kailla to go forward, Ricko taught to go backwards,” said Sam origin. Divide his mistakes equally with Ricko.

“Sstt, what the hell is Sam?” ricko asked in a whisper, annoyed by Sam's original answer.

“Liar flat. So later his sentence was split in two,” Sam replied, blinking his eyes.

“You are calm. Just trust your life to me,” continued Sam again.

Pram massaged his temple, his head getting dizzy hearing Sam's reply as good as his eel.

“Alright, I do not want to ask again,” said Pram.

“Starting today you guys fired!” Pram said firmly, making the two surprised.

“Ta-but Sir...” Sam tried to defend himself. But Pram had already raised his hand, asking him to be silent and not to make any more noise.

Unlike Ricko, the young man was more resigned and did not protest much. As if accepting all the Pram's decisions.

“Pack your stuff!” pram continued, turning around and sitting on the sofa. Staring at the two assistants who were bowing listlessly.

Just as the two are about to leave, Pram calls them back.

“Come!” pram orders again, codes with his hand so Sam and Ricko get close to him.

“I'll give you one more chance,” Pram said.

Sam and Ricko looked at each other, throwing smiles at each other. However, they still need this job. Sam still has to pay off the installment of the house he bought in the village. Ricko has to pay off his motorcycle.

“How about Sir?” ask Sam, get up the courage.

“Begging your Non Kailla, to beg me,” said Pram, smiling cunningly.

“I waited for him in the workspace,” continued Pram, got up and left both.

Sam stared at Pram's missing back behind the door of his study.

“Rick, are you ready to stop or stay here?” ask Sam.

“I still have Sam's dependents. My motorcycle installments are still two years old,” said Ricko lethargic.

“Ya already, then we ask for help Non Kaila. Don't forget, act as best you can. Take out all your drama talents, we will persuade Non Kailla,”.

“Hah!?” Ricko looked in wonder.

“If you can make tears better Rick!” Sam proposes.

“How can it?” ask Ricko.

“Just think about it, when you knew.what was her name the girl. What you told me first. That second love of yours. Which makes you follow him to Jakarta,” asked Sam.

“Bella you mean?” sahut Ricko's.

“Ah. Yes Bella. Just think, when you knew Bella was married. It's not like you're crying. Well, if you can later in front of Non Kailla you cry like that too,” suggested Sam, mengusili Ricko.

“No! Don't be crazy Sam!” reject Ricko.

Sam laughed, choosing to take Ricko to Kailla in his room.

“Remember, his face is made as tragic as possible. What is the need for a dress rehearsal first, before starting acting in front of Non Kailla?” haggle Sam again.

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Tbc

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