The President's Wife

Chapter 50: Work Accidents

Kaila shuddered back, returning to the room while contacting Pram.

But just opened his phone, there was an incoming message that had not been read by him since.

"Darling, I didn't come home. No need to wait for me tonight."

Kailla was surprised, almost crying. Pram's silence all day ends with the man not returning home tonight.

Unlike usual, no matter how great their quarrel, Pram will still go home, even though he does not sleep in the room with her.

"Yes, if he won't budge, I'll give up this time, '" said Kailla.

Frantically looking for her husband's mobile number.

Deg-

She is too focused on the incoming messages from Pram, to the point of not not noticing dozens of missed calls from her husband.

***

After the meeting, Pram chose to meet his mother directly at home. Too much time on the road, had to go back and forth from the meeting place to the office and then to his mother's house.

Before leaving he had already made sure no important work was left behind in the office. He also asked Sam to take his wife home.

Warm welcome Mother Citra as soon as seeing Pram's car into the yard of her house. The smile grew and widened, as Pram came down with a box of his favorite egg martabak.

"Pram, you are coming" said Ibu Citra hugging her son tightly.

"You came alone?" Ibu Citra asked, staring at the parked car.

There was no son-in-law, only Bayu was seen running towards them.

"You didn't take my daughter-in-law with you?" ask Citra's mother, smile.

"No, I'm from the office coming over here."

Mother Citra nodded, as if understanding. For him, the most important thing is that his son is still maintaining the relationship, not leaving it. Still remembering his existence.

Throughout the meeting with his mother, Pram was more silent. Half his heart with Kailla. Choosing to silence his wife did not make his heart calm. Either this feeling is felt by his wife or not.

At 08:00 p.m., Pram resigned. After finishing the dinner with his mother, Kinar and Bayu, Pram also said goodbye.

"We go home Bay, I miss my wife" said Pram shamelessly, while already in the car.

For the last four years, Bayu is the only place to share stories or stories. Even Bayu knows all about her and Kailla.

"So who won, boss?" ask Bayu jokingly.

Glanced at Pram who was loosening his tie from the rearview mirror. The master looked tired, leaning back while closing his eyes.

"What do you think is competition?" Pram asked back.

"There are the winners and the losers" he continued.

"Haha..." Bayu laughed off.

It is not unusual for Pram to choose this path to teach his wife a lesson. Usually his employer will choose to wear a subtle way, even until he himself salutes the patience that is like unlimited.

"The house is different from the Bay game" Pram said suddenly.

"Not competing to win, but competing to give up. Remember that, the more you can relent, the more you can defend."

Bayu was silent, digesting the words of Pram who was more senior than him household matters. Even up until now, Kinar had not given him an answer. Either accepted or rejected his application.

"Just beat two glasses of glass hard, if nothing breaks. It is possible if you want to pull each other with your partner."

"Very much love him, boss?"

"Exceed my life" Pram answered briefly.

"Bay, wake me up. I'm so tired" Pram asked, massaging his nose.

This day her work piled up, having to attend meetings, not to mention her problems with Kailla.

Just closed his eyes, not sleeping. The phone in his pocket rang.

"Dave?" pram Gumam. Surprised and not usually David contact him at this hour.

"Yes Dave," said Pram, after sticking a cell phone in his ear.

"President, there was a work accident on our project in South Jakarta" David said in a hurry. He was on his way to the location.

"How can you?" ask Pram. His sleepiness and fatigue disappeared instantly.

"Ambrol building, hit some workers. I'm heading to the location" explained David.

"Bay, do you know about our project in South Jakarta?" ask Pram.

"Ready Boss!"

"Take me there" Pram ordered.

"What about Non Kailla?" asked Bayu, worried that there will be another fight when Pram is late to come home.

"My wife is childish, but she understands all my work. He even understood, at certain times he had to succumb to office affairs," explained Pram.

And indeed Pram admits in this, his wife is very mature. Whether Pram's relationship with work or Pram's relationship with his mother, Kailla always positioned herself where she should be.

The look on his face turned frantic, his feelings were not calm. If David had just rushed to the location, it would not have been an ordinary work accident. And what Pram fears is that there are casualties.

I don't know who to be angry at. His field supervisor was completely banged up this time. New buildings can collapse and what makes the problem is the worker.

In his panic Pram is seen contacting Kailla repeatedly, but his wife does not lift at all. Forced him to send a message to Kailla, hoping his wife reads.

"Bay, call Sam. Ask him to tell Kailla if I come home late or maybe I can't go home tonight" Pram said

After almost desperate contact Kailla and can not-can.

"Don't say anything, Kailla's gonna freak out. Just tell me there's an office job and I have to go overtime" Pram continued.

Almost an hour away and had been stuck in traffic at some point, they arrived at the location. The situation is already crowded, there are even police on guard and evacuation teams that will help victims get out of the rubble.

Pram immediately shook his head, unable to think anymore what to do. Things are terrible. Apartment buildings tens of floors that can collapse.

The atmosphere was crowded with people watching. Though already installed police line, so that no one approached, but still many are trying to watch up close.

"How's Dave?" pram asked, having managed to find his assistant in the crowd.

"Newly found two fatalities, President," said David, lethargic. The look on his face was not much different from his boss. Fucked and panicked.

In the middle of his conversation with David, the phone in his hand shook. His name and picture appeared on the screen.

"Yes dear," said Pram, shouting while covering his other ear. Walk away, avoid noise.

"Where are you?" kailla asked, pitched suspiciously.

"There are problems with the project. You go to sleep first. I may not be able to go home tonight" Pram shouted loudly.

"Begging Mother Ida or Ibu Sari to accompany you," continued Pram again.

Kailla had not had time to ask any further, Pram had already decided on her call in a hurry.

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"Oh!" grunts Kailla's upset.

While she was panicking and worried, her husband gave an unclear answer.

Remembering the words of Pram who told me about going to visit his mother's place, making Kailla's heart ketar-ketir.

"Is she staying at my mom's place" Kailla said slowly.

"But his voice was noisy. Or maybe he's out with Kinar after a fight with me."

Kailla immediately contacted Sam, taking her assistant to her in-laws. He has to find out what really happened.

She wouldn't let her husband stay at her in-laws' place. There was a snake woman living there. Her husband could have been pecked while sleeping.

Only in sleeping pajamas wrapped in thick jackets, he ventured down to the first floor of his house.

He was already in fear, even though his heart was still pounding. But her husband is the most important right now.

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Pram was surprised to see Kailla's face. There was a cut on the corner of his wife's lip, complete with swelling in the temple she used to kiss.

"Darling, what's wrong with you?" pram asked, grabbing Kailla's body. Wiping a wound on his wife's face

His wife did not reply, just hugged him tightly and started crying violently.

"Tell me, what happened? Who made you like this?" ask Pram to panic.