The President's Wife

Chapter 41: Dion Satrio

Pram was surprised, staring in disbelief. He knew clearly who this man was. But how can the world be this narrow, making them come back face to face. A figure he hadn't seen for a long time. But this time it's different. Pram's view turned to two luxury cars parked in his yard.

Just now Pram was about to thrust his hand to greet, from inside the house appeared his wife. Kailla was no less surprised, stunned at the handsome figure standing beside her husband's best friend.

“You...”.

Pram undoes it, turns to look at his wife. It was seen Kailla pointing the index finger at her foreign guest, walking over. Hardly believe in a handsome figure who came out of nowhere. Suddenly it was in front of my eyes. For 4 years, they did not meet. His last encounter with Dion was when daddy went into his first coma and Dion went to the hospital with Rika.

A few days after that last meeting, Pram married her suddenly. After her marriage, Kailla never set foot again on her old campus. Pram took a sabbatical for him. Not long after that, Pram brought him to Austria.

“Dionnnnnnn!” kailla, a little hysterical. Looking at his best friend who was staring at the phone in his hand.

Dion smiled calmly, raising his gaze. A much different experience than Kailla's. Opening her sunglasses, she wore a warm smile, which was exactly the same as it used to be when they were still spending their days on campus.

Kailla was just about to thrust out both hands, preparing to grab Dion's hand. Things that he considered ordinary, because they used to do the same thing often.

Kailla's hand had not reached yet, but Pram had already thrust his hand first. Breaking his wife's intentions.

“It's good to see you again, young man,” Pram said suddenly, patting Dion's arm. Trying to hide his feelings that have been turned upside down at this time.

“I too, Mr. Pram. How are you?” sahut Dion was courteous, accepting the hand office of Pram.

Bara who was surprised, because it seemed like Pram knew his assistant well, could only listen.

Plakkk!!

Kaila hit the hand between her husband and her best friend, as it was considered too long. To the extent that he had to stand up, waiting for his turn to exchange news with Dion.

“Honey, I also want to share a story with Dion,” pinta Kailla frankly.

“Pram, you know him?” bara asked still not lost the shock on his face.

“Dion my wife's best friend,” sahut Pram, glanced at Kailla who was standing next to her. His wife was already unaware of his presence, constantly smilingly staring at Dion.

“Honey, you just talk about the concept of rooms that want to be renovated with Mas Bara. This time, I leave this noble task to you. I will be a submissive child and not protest much.”

Pram. Even his wife when talking did not look at him as the other person. I don't know where the disappearance of Kailla who always stuck to him. Hopefully this is just a momentary longing, not a lost feeling.

“I borrowed Dion for a while huh, Om,” Kailla's pinta on her husband's best friend, dragging Dion in like she used to do.

“You're married?” kailla asked unceremoniously, holding Dion's arm into her house.

Dion's answer, which was still caught by Pram's sense of hearing, made the mature man increasingly wary.

The sentence “aku still own” that came out of Dion's mouth, making his heart more and more ketar ketir.

Kaila takes Dion to the living room, allowing the now more handsome and classy male to sit. It was much different when I was in college.

“Where are you?” kailla asked, taking a quick glance at Bara and her husband. The two friends had also followed in, and were sitting in the same room.

“Om Bara, want to drink what?” kailla asked, intending to go to the kitchen to check the drinks and snacks that should have been prepared by her household assistant.

“Whatever Kai, if you make it I'm willing to spend it,” said Bara terbahak, teasing his best friend's wife who he already knows well, he said,

Since four years ago, these two families have been like family. Bara and Bella are already familiar with Pram and Kailla. In fact, it is not uncommon for their two wives to go together, just a walk or eat outside.

But ever since Bella got pregnant again, it's been a rarity. Bara has not allowed Kailla to take his wife to make a mess as usual.

Kailla is back with a tray of drinks and snacks.

“Not you set it up, Kai?” ask Bara, laugh again.

“She mocked me, darling,” Kaila, threw her body down next to her husband.

Pram just broke down.

“If Bella has given birth, your stomach has also fattened Madam. Your husband has asked me for tips to be able to quickly make his wife pregnant.”

Kailla snorted in annoyance, every time she sparred with Bara, she always lost. Unlike Pram, who always succumbed to him.

And Dion, just listening while occasionally glancing at Kailla. The man was digesting all the conversations between his boss and Kailla. His gaze turned to look at Pram. The man who was once his former rival.

You can't say the real rival. Dion expresses his feelings when Kailla is already Pram's fiancee. And unfortunately, when the declaration of love came out of his mouth, Pram secretly watched it.

He still remembers everything Pram said to him. Indeed back then, he was just a simple man who had nothing. Even without Pram's presence, he's not worthy of the Kailla that people's children are.

Pram didn't beat him up at the time, even being nice to him. Repelling it in the best possible way and perhaps arguably elegant. Pram still offers a job. But what makes her self-esteem slightly smeared is when the necklace is simple, which was given to Kailla when it was in Pram's hands.

Which makes it quite hit, when Pram returned it in a good way. And apologizes to her for Kailla's mistake of not understanding her limits when receiving a gift from Dion.

“We can't choose who we fall in love with, but we can choose where we should stand.”

Pram's words are still stored in his brain.

Pram and Bara have switched to the room to be renovated. Dion followed behind, listening to the wishes of their company clients, after Pram had previously refused to talk Kailla who wanted to spend time sharing stories only with Dion.

“You don't have a child yet?” whispered Dion who was walking beside Kailla, trailing behind Pram and Bara.

Kailla.

“How's Mom?” kailla asked, whispering.

“Health. Mom and Dad are now living here with me. Dian's already SMA,” Dion's story.

“I'm still in college, I'll be graduating soon. I didn't continue on our campus just yet.” Kailla told me the story.

“Oh, interior design?” ask Dion who Kailla is calling.

“How is daddy?” ask Dion again.

“Daddy comma already 3.5 years,” Kailla said, smiling bitterly.

“It's okay. It must have been beautiful in time,” said Dion, stealing a gentle pat on Kailla's back without Pram's knowledge.

“How are Rika and Dona. I lost all of your contacts,” Kailla said. Once back from Austria, he was no longer able to contact his friends.

Dion smiled, he knew clearly what was happening. How until Kailla can not contact any of his three best friends. But he could do nothing, indeed all for the good of Kailla at that moment.

“Rika and Dona work in your husband's company. Do you really not know how they are?” ask Dion for wonder.

Kailla shook her head. There are many things he does not know. There's a lot going on behind him. There are many things that Pram hides from her.

“Your husband also offered me. But I refused,” Dion's story.

Kaila wondered how her husband could meet his friends, unbeknownst to him.

“Not your husband, but his assistant,” explained Dion. As if to understand the meaning of the frown on Kailla's forehead.

The conversation halted, as Pram turned around and asked his wife to come closer.

“Honey, come here,” pinta Pram, turn his gaze towards Dion, who is standing next to Kailla.

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