The President's Wife

Chapter 200: Dennis Joseph

Pram ran over to Kailla after abruptly dissolving her meeting. The panic was clearly imprinted on his handsome face. What's more when you find Kailla leaning while squeezing the door leaf, holding back pain.

“Kai, are you okay?” Pram grabbed Kailla's body to lean on her. At this time of course he must be a reinforcement and support for his wife.

“Sick ... “ Og Kailla, as the pain disappears.

“We're going to the hospital now. Can I walk?” ask Pram again.

Kailla nodded.

The footsteps were limping, apart from the pain that came and went as he pleased, Kailla also had difficulty walking due to her weight that rose a lot. Not to mention her chest was often tight.

“Bay!” pram shouted as he found no one outside his study.

“SAM!!” repeat Pram, yelling even louder.

Hearing the thunderous shouts of the master, lightning-fast two names called ran over.

“What's up Sir?” sam asked, the young man ran out of the back porch. Just about to express love for Binara, suddenly Pram destroyed everything in one jolt. As soon as his name was shouted Pram, the beautiful series of words that he tried to memorize since last night disappeared, flew, disappeared instantly. His brain was empty, unable to continue.

“Ya, Boss.” Bayu, just finished his lunch. Even the man had not had time to gulp down the white water. Coughing held his sore throat as he choked on a savage level.

“Prepare car. I have to take Kailla to the hospital.”

“Hah! Non Kailla want to give birth now?” sam asked, looking with pity at the woman who was tightly hugging Pram's body, enduring the pain

Bayu's gaze also turned to look at pregnant women who were squeezing her husband's arm tightly. Without asking, Bayu ran out to pick up the car.

“Sam, take Kin and Bin following to the hospital with another car.” Pram orders Sam, before taking Kailla to the car.

“Sorry Sir, should bring anything?” sam asked, holding back his employer's footsteps.

“The two caregivers already know what to bring,” explained Pram, as he stepped towards the car.

The mature man was as calm as the river water without ripples. The panic was only visible when she saw Kailla grimacing in pain, the rest of her being very calm. Set things up, until nothing is missed. This is not her first experience accompanying a woman giving birth. Twenty-four years ago, he was waiting in front of the operating room when Kailla was born.

In the car, Kailla was still complaining of pain. His lips paled, hugging Pram tightly.

“Sick, Dear?” pram asked, rubbing Kailla's back. His wife won't even stay away. Since then, just wanted to stick to him.

“Hmmm.” Kailla muttered, closing her eyes while enjoying the masculine scent mixed with the panic sweat of her husband. His heart rate was clear, very clear as he immersed himself in Pram's warm embrace.

The journey to the hospital went well. Traffic was so friendly, Kailla did not need to endure the pain of traveling for too long. Not until an hour, the car that was driven by Bayu had entered the hospital yard.

Once inside, Pram immediately asked Bayu to take care of everything. Kailla doesn't want to be away from him.

“Mother, wait in this room first, yes,” said one of the nurses after helping Kailla lie on top of the emergency room gurney.

“Sus, doctor is there?” pram asked, standing beside Kailla with her hands still clasping each other.

“There's a patient, sir. The doctor has been notified, will soon be here to check.”

“Good.”

Pram's attention turned to Kailla, his wife was not looking good. Withstand the pain occasionally, clearly visible from the face that changed and the hand grip is getting tighter.

“Kai, you're fine, right?” tanya Pram, rubbing Kailla's hair that was messy.

The man as calm as that night was not disturbed and carried away like a husband who was waiting for his wife who was going to give birth. Even so, tucked into the anger and panic in his heart that he kept alone. Kailla needs her calmness to be able to strengthen, not her panic that will only make the pregnant woman more depressed.

“Hmmm,” Kailla muttered, as her stomach ache disappeared.

“Sick once?” pram asked, switching to rubbing his wife's stomach.

“Sickness is spaced. Not continuous.” Kailla answered weakly.

“Contest ...” Pram could not continue his sentence, the door of the room opened and the doctor appeared with a warm smile.

“How about Sir, Bu?” tanyakanya.

“My wife already feels stomach pain,” says Brief Pram.

“Oh! It should be his caesar's schedule the day after tomorrow, huh?” the doctor said throwing questions while wearing rubber gloves. Looking relaxed, walking closer to Kailla.

“It should be three more days, Doc,” Pram replied.

A nurse pulled the curtain, covering the area from a foreign eye. With the help of another nurse, Kailla was asked to bend her legs in such a way as to perform an examination of the core of her body.

“Pull deep breath yes, Bu.” The doctor said slowly.

“Uhhhhh!” Kaila frowned, almost wanting to curse as the core of her body was torn apart. Creating pain that is difficult to express.

His grip was getting tighter, it even felt like he wanted to go berserk. When the unusual pain attacked him suddenly, when his stomach pain had subsided.

“Yes, giant ants. You should try it later!” kailla scolded in a gluttonous tone, even though the pain disappeared, she was still upset by herself. Pain due to the actions of the twins can still make him survive, pain because the hands of the doctor made him inflamed.

“Open two,” said the doctor, take off his gloves and place them slowly onto a stainless tray.

Pram sighed, not understanding what would happen next. “So should how, Doc?”

“You tried to give birth normally? If the opening is fast, chances are tonight could give birth. Or it could be faster, sir,” explained the doctor, smilingly looking at the future father and mother alternately.

“Let me tell you, Doc, I have to discuss it with my wife for a minute.”

“Good, I say goodbye first. I have patients waiting, I will be back. While waiting should directly take the room.” said the doctor, stepping out.

“How, Honey? Want to stay in surgery or want to try to give birth normally?” This time Pram did not dare to decide for himself like before.

If he is private, of course he will continue with a caesarean. His wife's mentality was completely unprepared for a normal childbirth. To choose the caesarean path alone, Pram took four months to strengthen and convince Kailla's heart. Hoping that his wife did not feel tremendous pain while giving birth to their twins. He doesn't want to take any chances.

Kailla shook her head weakly. “I don't know.”

***

The treatment room was already filled with many people. There is a forced Mom Citra coming when told Pram that Kailla has felt periodic contractions, not just false contractions like yesterday-yesterday. The elderly woman continued to sit on the side of the gurney, tightly clasping her daughter-in-law's hand.

“Ma, Which pram?” kailla asked, after almost two hours of holding, there has been no addition to the opening.

“Pram is having business with Bayu, soon he will meet you,” explained Ibu Citra who was accompanied by Kinar that afternoon, who was also pregnant.

In the corner of the room, Pram stood facing a large window. Beside him, Bayu also did the same. Looking out, enjoy the view of the hospital courtyard filled with parked vehicles.

“Dennis Wijaya .. My person has already sent all the information about this person, Bos.” Bayu started the conversation.

Pram unmoved, standing rigidly listening to all the information with both hands tucked in his pants pocket.

“There is not much to dig out of Dennis Wijaya. Just like Non Kailla, Dennis' identity is also hidden.” Bayu continued his story.

Pram smiled, for this news of course since the first time he had known everything. Dennis, Andi Wijaya's son. Wijaya's only grandson. No different from Kailla who is a descendant of Riadi. This young man also had the opportunity to be hidden from the world.

“Only, later there is another name suspected is the same person.” Bayu.

Pram was surprised, staring at Bayu unblinking.

“Dennis Joseph, adopted son of Victor Joseph, a tycoon of Chinese Canadian descent living in America. Last year Victor Joseph company engaged in telecommunications entered the top ten most influential and high-income companies in the country Uncle Sam was.” Bayu continued, thrusting his phone. The photo of Dennis Joseph. Like a betel in half with Dennis Wijaya. Of course Bayu sure, the appearance is the same.

Pram. “How can it?”

He knew Dennis had been missing all along. Since Andi and Dennis' mother divorced, but he did not expect a Dennis Wijaya would be transformed into an extraordinary figure.

“I tried to explore the identity of Dennis Joseph only, for Dennis Wijaya really no info anything,” explained Bayu.

“Big in Canada, studying in the United States. There is no information on the data of his parents. In public only known as the adopted son of Victor Joseph, as well as the main heir Victor Joseph who does not have children.”

“There is a grapevine saying that Dennis Joseph is of Indonesian descent. It was caught from a photo that was leaked in one of the media in America.” Pram was even more shocked when he found out who his enemy had been. He took Dennis too lightly, a son of Andi Wijaya who was bankrupt.

“After being traced, Dennis Wijaya is also a green card holder. It means .. doesn't he already have a permit to settle in America. I'm pretty sure Dennis Wijaya and Dennis Joseph are the same guy. All that data on Dennis Joseph leads to him.”

Pram nodded. “There again?”

“Last year .. there is news that says he was involved in romance with a woman from Yogyakarta and has a child.” Bayu again shared the story he knew.

“Naina Joseph” Bayu mentions the name of the woman who is rumored to have a relationship with Dennis Joseph.

“They married?” Pram smiles when he hears Dennis' love story. At least the man won't go after his wife.

Bayu. “No clarity.”

“I suspect ... twice the abduction of Non Kailla and the accident six months ago there was interference Dennis ...”

“How can? There is not a bit of information leading up to it. Okay, if Andi's abduction could have been Dennis involved. However, Anita's abduction .. Is Dennis really involved?” Pram refused to believe it.

“There was a transfer of funds that went into Anita's account from one of Victor Joseph's subsidiaries.”

If Dennis is involved, this guy is amazing. Can work neatly until undetected. Even a Pram can be cheated. The mature man still refused to believe it.

“Your accident case is closed, boss. No evidence of Dennis' involvement, but I'm sure Dennis was involved.”

“Strict security for Kailla and my kids. If I can't fight it, at least I can keep mine.” Pram gave the order, staring sadly at Kailla who was lying down holding back the pain.

***

TB