The President's Wife

Chapter 31: What Dreams I Had Last Night

The morning prayer rumbles on, surprising Bayu who fell asleep in the same car as Sam.

“Jeez Sam, his snoring just sucks let alone the guy!” muttered Bayu, rushed out to wake his boss, according to Pram's orders.

“Bos... wake up!” call Bayu shakes his employer's shoulder plan, developing a still-viable Pram.

Right on the second call, Pram opened his eyes. Swipe several times to adapt to the conditions in the car.

“What time is Bay?” tanya Pram, with a typical hoarse voice of waking up.

“Boss Body,” Sayu.

“Yes already, wake Sam,” pinta Pram, flick his hand telling Bayu to step aside.

“Oh yes Bay, get me my work suit in the car there. Please bring it here,” Pram's orders, his gaze directed at Kailla who was still asleep.

Falling asleep in a sitting position is really uncomfortable, especially for Pram whose age is fairly young anymore. His head ached and achy, because he had to lean on the chair for several hours. Not yet her waist, which could not shift because she put Kailla's head on her lap.

Unlike his wife, Kailla can be a little more comfortable. Can still lie down.

Before long, Bayu was back. Bring the blue suit his boss wore to the office yesterday.

“Nih Boss!” sodor Bayu, hand it over to Pram.

“Bay, take Kailla to her mother's place later. He complained and complained there. I'll leave there with Sam,” Pram explained.

Slowly moving Kailla's head, slipping the folds of her suit replacing her thigh that Kailla had used as a pillow.

“I go first, darling,” whispered Pram, peed at Kailla's temple, before leaving her.

Pram staggered to his car. He couldn't sleep well last night. Unlike Kailla, his wife is a sleepyhead. Anywhere can fall asleep. Not to mention, his legs tingled because they could not be moved for a long time.

Opening the car door, Pram still had time to see the beautiful scenery. Sam is still asleep with his legs up on the steering wheel of his sports car. Seen Bayu, waking up his assistant friend by force.

“Sam!” call Bayu, occasionally peeking at Pram who was staring intently at the two.

“SAM!” call Bayu half-screaming, patting Sam's shoulder tight.

“What's Bay?” ask Sam who is surprised. Rubbing his eyes, with his sinless face.

“There was Pak Pram,” said Bayu, code with his eye glare towards Pram who stood at the door of the other side.

“Hah! The old tiger is awake?” sam asked, not yet realizing Pram was already standing nearby.

“Sssshhhh, there's Pram Sir!” said Bayu again, trying to explain to Sam who was still half sleepy.

“Why the old tiger did not add another round. Good thing I can sleep in half an hour!” sak continued his sleep.

“Bay, let me just!” said Pram suddenly, holding back the annoyance from earlier.

“Hah! Sir... Pram,” said Sam stammered, looking at the door next to him. Hurry to pull the lever, restore the position of the car seat.

“Iyaa.. Sir, “ said Sam, downcast. His consciousness immediately gathered instantly, when he saw Pram's figure with his stern look.

“Please get mineral water!” pram's orders.

“This Sir,” sodor Sam hesitantly mixed with fear.

Pram immediately grabbed a bottle of mineral water and wander his face to eliminate the drowsiness that still afflicted him.

“Sam, we're going to Ma'am Kailla's grave. Later stop by to buy flowers and breakfast,” Pram orders after washing his face.

“Non Kailla?” sam asked, venturing to ask.

“Kailla's still sleeping, let her be with Bayu. He's still angry, hasn't wanted to see my face,” said Pram.

“Oh yes, tell Ricko that Kailla is not going to campus today. He knows what to do!”continued Pram, leaning closed his eyes.

***

Mentari had started to come out of the contest, radiating a glow of light through the glass of the car that drove Kailla to her mother's house.

The road is starting to get crowded with vehicles. Race each other and precede, to quickly arrive to the destination.

Kaila woke up when the car had exited the toll road, preparing to enter the cemetery area located on the outskirts of Jakarta.

“Bay, where are we?” kailla asked, covering her mouth that was evaporating wide.

“We want to go to his grave mama Non kailla, soon until,” Bayu said, glancing at his employer from the rearview mirror.

“Oh.. I'm still sleepy,” Kailla said back lying down.

“Hah! This isn't Mr Pram's?” kailla asked puzzledly at the roll of Pram's suit which was splashed on the car seat.

“Iya, left in the car,” Bayu said, not willing to extend the conversation.

“But why do I feel she accompanied me last night huh,” chirps Kailla confused, rubbing her husband's suit with a smile.

The white car finally stopped. Bayu smile. From the highway where their car was parked could see clearly. Pram was standing facing the headstone that was mounted lying down.

As the eye looked, the grass was green. Some trees add to the funerary area. Not to mention the attractive white gazebo, adding more value. The texture of the ground that goes up and down makes it look beautiful.

“Non, we've arrived.”

Kaila got up, looking out the car window. His gaze was fixed on the man who was standing on his back to the highway. Turn their car away.

“Bay, that's Mr Pram?” ask Kailla to make sure.

“Iya Non. That's Pak Pram,” said Bayu smiled.

“How can he be here?” kailla asked confusedly.

“You complained to him?” todong Kailla, pissed.

“Pak Pram ordered me to bring Non here. Said Non Kailla needs a place to complain and complain.”

“Non! Mr. Pram is not okay,” said Bayu, making Kailla stop stepping.

“Dia why?” kailla asked, turning to look at Bayu who had just gotten out of the car.

“Non see for yourself,” says Bayu smile.

***

The footsteps that walked over were caught by Pram's hearing. Turning around, looked at the sullen face that was looking cynically at him.

But as the distance got closer, the eyeball that had been beautifully rounded was narrowed. Like waking up to something.

Yes, Kaila recalls Bayu's rant last night. Immediately ran, hugging tightly to her husband's waist. His wife's violent collision made Pram take several steps back to maintain balance.

“Kai, you why?” ask Pram, gently. Trying to distance their bodies, to see clearly the look on the face of Kailla who was now immersing herself in his chest.

“Why are you, honey?” pram asked, gently rubbing Kailla's back.

“I'm mad at you. Being pissed at you!” kailla said pouting, still enjoying the warm Pram embrace.

“Oh yes. Want to punish me?” tawar Pram's. Swabs on the back switch to moving to a slightly disheveled hair.

“You hurt me! Because of you, everyone accuses me of not wanting to...

“Sorry, forgive me!” cut Pram.

“That was my fault. I should have been honest with you from the beginning,” Pram continued. Releasing her embrace, clutching Kailla's hand. He approached her mother's grave.

“Ma, we're coming. I'm sorry, I've hurt your daughter for four years,” Pram said as she crouched beside the headstone.

“Your daughter says, she will forgive me, if mama also forgives me,” continued Pram smile teasing Kailla.

“I won't forgive him, Ma. He's overdue!” gerutu Kailla, already crouched down next to Pram.

“She didn't let me get pregnant all this time. But instead everyone blamed me,” complained Kailla, bowed. Still remembering her mother-in-law's hurtful words.

“Ma, I'll raise it. Mama agrees, right?” kailla.

“This man only wins old, but there is no other advantage.” continued Kailla.

“Don't listen to him, Ma. Your daughter is so naughty! My head's dizzy. If he marries another man, I believe your daughter has been entrusted to the religious court, until the verdict comes out,” said Pram did not want to lose.

Plakkk!! A crushing blow landed on Pram's arm.

“I hate you!” gerutu Kailla's back.

“You see for yourself Ma, he dared to hit me in front of you.”

“Honey!” kailla shouted rudely.

“I should complain, not you. Go there!” drive Kailla.

“Good... Kai,” said Pram, trying to calm down.

Pram's right hand rubbed his in-laws, his left hand forced to grip Kailla's hand. The man sighed before he spoke.

“Ma, I'm sorry. I loved your daughter too much, until I didn't realize it hurt her.”

“I promise I won't hurt your daughter again.”

“I can't live without your daughter. Please forgive me, Ma,” said Pram slowly lowered his head and wiped the tears that accidentally gathered in his eyes.

Kailla was stunned, staring at Pram. That man, her husband was crying. Pram cried first in front of him.

Kailla was again shocked, as her eyes accidentally saw the wound on Pram's hand. He hadn't noticed it since. The corner of her husband's lips was torn and slightly swollen.

“I was waiting for you in Kai's car,” said Pram, rushing to his parked car. Giving Kailla a chance to complain to her mother-in-law.

Kailla continued to stare, her burly back walking further and further away.

***

Pram just grabbed the doorknob of his car. His gaze was on Sam and Bayu who were sitting on the grass not too far away from him. Suddenly from the direction behind him, someone crashed and hugged his back tightly.

“I love you. I'm also sorry to always bother you,” whispered Kailla.

“Kai, you why?” pram asked in surprise, turning to look at his wife.

Kailla did not reply, draping both of her hands to Pram's neck.

“Sweet why?” pram asked astonishedly, holding onto Kailla's slender waist with both hands.

Kailla remained silent, instead she tiptoed and gently kissed Pram's lips. The lips of the past few hours are sorely missed.

The light kiss became warm and deep as the two reciprocated. Making the two assistants who were talking so wild.

“Jeez Bay, what dream did I last night!” sam shook his head.

“I'm numb, Sam!” sahut Bayu, while enjoying the live broadcast in front of him.

Pram tries to let go of Kailla's embrace.

“Already Kai, we're at the funeral. Not good with Bayu and Sam,” whispered, pulling Kailla into the car.

***

Tbc

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