The President's Wife
Chapter 182: Kailla's happiness is the ultimate achievement
“Three of the six projects that Bu Kailla signed were problematic, the two contractors who won the tender stopped the project in progress. One ran out of funds and one ran away.”
Actually from the beginning some of his subordinates had objected to Kailla's choice of tender in determining the contractor and now proven. Despite Kailla's initial intention to keep costs down, which may be through tenders can get contractors at prices much cheaper than the company's standard.
It's just that his mistake, Kailla did not explore further the lunge of the contractors who participated. Unlike Pram who always selects everything first and has a much stronger instinct than Kailla. The man was able to sniff out the irregularities and irregularities behind the carcass that had been tightly closed and beautifully polished.
Experience is a teacher who teaches a person in his own way. And that sometimes breaks all the theories that have been found in school.
Kailla was drowned in the work chair, hearing reports from her subordinates. The eyes stared at the nanar with hands rubbing his stomach, feeling the sensation of a kick from the baby as his heart skipped a beat.
“This temporary finance is still safe, but if the condition is not quickly resolved. The company will continue to lose money, not yet the penalty we have to pay the client. Any delay, there are sanctions imposed. While at this time alone, it still has not reached the target, not according to progress.” The finance manager raised his voice, having previously coordinated with the purchasing and personnel section. Two sections are related to the purchase of materials and the calculation of the salary of field workers.
“You can come out!” Pregnant women with after work navy blue chose not to hear again. The more reports that went into the ears, the more dizzy his head became. No appetite, can't rest in peace.
After her study was quiet, Stella ventured into the room. “Mrs, who are patient. I can't do anything either,”
“Yes, Ste. Does my husband often have problems like this?” ask Kailla again. Thought's dead-end. Can't do anything.
The secretary chuckled. “Acording Mistress. Even every day there are problems that must be resolved Mr. Pram.”
“Usually ... what does my husband do at a time like this?” Kailla asked again.
“Pak Pram request to go home.” Stella smelled a smile. The habits of the boss are more than others and maybe the mistress does not know the habits of a Primary Reynaldi when there are many problems in the office.
Stella walked over and whispered something in Kailla's ear. The pregnant woman's face was red.
“How can you know, Ste?” kailla asked ventured to look at the secretary with her blushing face.
“Ya would know. Let alone me, David and assistant Bayu just know with the habits of Mr. Pram.” Stella.
“If Mr. Pram is angry, just by saying the name of the mistress, we are saved. If there is an office problem, Mr. Pram would ask to go home. So ... if the Madam finds the Madam's husband suddenly coming home from the office in broad daylight, she wants to be spoiled, she wants to stick to it, she wants to be clumsy, that means ..” Stella did not continue her sentence. His laughter broke already, his dirty brain running everywhere along with Kailla's astonished look.
“The problem is Ste, Mr. Pram it every time must be so. Never the unsullied!” kailla said, her eyes glazed over. Sadness approached, remembering how Pram spoiled him all this time.
“That means every time there are problems that must be resolved, Madam. The company is still running, surely the problem remains.”
“So heavy burden trouble my husband in the office,” said Kailla lirih. For two months taking care of the RD Group, Kailla knows a lot. So know what her husband's world is like. He knows how well Pram takes care of everything, how much weight Pram has been carrying all this time.
“Mistress, definitely comparable to what she got. That result will not betray the effort. Otherwise, how could Mr. Pram have asked me to check the bag catalogue. Have you released the latest model.” Stella explains what Kailla may not have known.
“Really?” kailla asked frowning.
Stella nodded. “According to Mr. Pram, the highest achievement in his life, is when he can make Madam smile. And Mr. Pram is very much trying for that. Mr. Pram once said to me, the happiness of the Madam is the most important thing in her life, beating her happiness when winning the tender billions.”
Haru came suddenly, tears filled the eyes, dewy and wet. Stella's simple words, but shook her current feelings. Often he hears Pram express these words, but so it is different when others are conveying and in the situation as it is now. When the smile maker was lying helpless.
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The ICU room was still quiet, there was no one there. Only medical devices pulsed slowly with hoses entangling the body of a 44-year-old man who fell asleep inside. The fingers, which had been stiff for two months, drooped on the bed, suddenly moved small. The regular breath began to surge. Eyelids that close tightly, vibrate slowly.
The dry lips seemed open, whispering silently calling out one name.
“Kai ...” is full of struggle to voice one name that since two months has always accompanied his long sleep.
“Kai ...” the lips whispered again slowly, before finally staying silent in the regular tone of life support tools.
Before long appeared a nurse checked Pram's condition periodically. The man in a green suit complete with a head covering was surprised to find Pram opening his eyelids slowly.
“Bapak is awake?” ask with a happy smile. Of course, two months back and forth checking the same patient, his inner bond formed by himself. Sometimes pity with a handsome man, the prospective father who is sleeping helplessly. It was not that she did not know, the pregnant woman almost every day asked for permission to visit her husband.
Pram answered with a look. His lips trembled, painstakingly making a sound. “Kai ..”.
“Yes, Sir. Wait a minute, I call the doctor to check the condition of Mr.” said the nurse, smiling.
“Kai ... Kai ...” hoarse voice, whisper softly. Sounds hard coming out of Pram's lips.
“Yes, it's his wife, yes. Later we will contact him,” entertain nurse.
The nurse's hand pressed the bell button, before long several people dressed the same came to fill the room to check. All things are checked to ensure that the patient is fully aware.
“For a while stay here, to make sure the condition is completely stable. Let's look at the next few hours. If the condition improves, it can begin to be transferred to a regular treatment room. And there will be other body function checks,” said one of the three people standing in front of the gurney.
“Continue monitoring and alerting. Easily there is good news that we can convey to the family.”
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