The President's Wife

Chapter 71: Not an Ordinary Person

Kailla froze in place. When I heard Pram's orders to follow him to the office. I want to refuse, but if his mouth speaks uncertain the business gets longer and will not be finished.

“Darling, I must be bored in the office,” complains Kailla, reasoned.

Kailla's words got an answer with a sharp look. Jealous of a Pram already in the crown. Almost crazy and no longer use logic. Negative test pack results affect everything. His confidence and trust in his wife declined.

The age distance is too much different, making it more possessive and maintaining the stability of Kailla by exerting all his strength.

“You can help me get the job done,” said Pram sober. Right now the most important thing was Kailla before his eyes. No matter his wife was willing to make a mess, the most important thing was that he could see her at all times. Moreover, he did not know who his enemy was hiding. Secretly watching his wife.

“I'm not interested in your work. If indeed I am interested, the President's seat must have been taken from your hands,” said Kailla.

Pram smiled, approaching with a right hand winding on his wife's slender waist.

“You don't have to work hard. Just sit back and think about your handsome husband. I will bring the world into your hands. You forgot your own husband's promise?” Pram reminded.

“Prepare, we have to go to the office now,” pinta Pram. Dropped her on the couch, waiting for Kailla to get ready.

“No need to dress up too pretty,” Pram chirps.

“Hah?! Since when did you become this chatty,” grumbled Kailla, squinting her eyes.

Both of her hands were working hard to take down the cotton dress from her slender body and replace it with another dress. Deliberately doing it in front of the husband with a sensual gesture of flirting, making Pram's head cenat cenut hold the desire that was burning in the chest.

“Don't be crazy, Kai,” Pram said. His wife was clad in underwear and approached him. Without warning, he immediately sat on his lap.

“We have to go to the office now,” he continued again with a heavy voice and short breath.

“I'm going to sleep. Tired if you have to come to the office,” persuaded Kailla, his fingers were playing Pram earlobes, giving a tickling sensation there.

“Not in the office only,” refer Pram, give an idea.

“No...,” reject Kailla, in a spoiled tone.

“Yes!” cut Pram.

There was still a small debate between the two, but in the end Kailla relented. According to all of Pram's will, rather than refute as usual.

***

Black Bentley car goes into the office yard of RD Group, looks Pram out first. Tidying up the buttons of his suit, then extending his hand, helped the madam step down. A smile on his face, holding his wife's hand.

“Honey, the road is slow,” protests Kailla. When forced to follow the rhythm of her husband's wide steps.

“Hahaha, sorry I forgot to take the daughter of the owner of the company with me,” said Pram, stopping his steps.

When he was about to enter the room, it seemed that Stella had welcomed the two with her beautiful smile, occasionally glancing towards the unification of the President's hand so tightly, as if afraid of his wife leaving.

“Ste, ask Dave to my room.” Pram's orders before opening the door to his room.

“Good, President,” said Stella, again showing off her row of teeth before stepping up with the beat of high heels that clashed with the floor. Sounds regular and melodious in the eardrum.

When entering her husband's office, Kailla immediately took a comfortable position. Sit on the couch and start surfing again with a cell phone in his hand. In contrast to Pram, the husband immediately sat on the oversized chair, unpacking the stacking files that Stella had prepared for him.

“Kai, later tonight remind me to see his doctor mama. I have to make sure that my mom is allowed to go home or not. I don't want to linger in the hospital anymore,” he explained.

“Mmmm,” murmured Kailla. Either hear it or not. He was too busy with his cell phone in his hand.

“Darling, I've asked Bayu to move mama to another room. And chances are tonight we do not need to stay overnight in the hospital,” explained Pram.

There was no answer, Kailla was already late with her own world.

The man was still busy with the pen in his hand, putting the signatures one by one on a sheet of paper arranged on the table.

“Really? Ah. I miss our soft beds, I miss hearing the waves every night. Most of all, I miss the breakfast made by Ms. Sari,” Kaillaa said suddenly. Almost five minutes of silence, then she gave the answer to her husband's statement.

“You didn't miss my warm embrace?” pram asked, still focusing on the file in his hand.

“You didn't miss our apartment in Vienna?” ask Pram suddenly.

Kailla was stunned, looking at her husband with a question mark. Suddenly Pram reminded him of the city of Vienna.

“What's up?” ask Kailla. He was standing right next to the desk.

“Come!” take Pram, pull his wife to sit on the lap as usual.

“Formerly in your first pregnancy, we got that good news while we were in Vienna. I hope, will get it back on our trip this time,” said Pram. Squeeze his embrace. Let Kailla enjoy the warmth of her arms.

“Don't worry, we'll get it. I promise to give you the gift of a cute baby here,” replied Kailla, rubbing her own stomach.

Just as the two of them were throwing smiles, the door of the room opened. Appearing David with a nosy face, teasing both of them.

“Hallo Madam, how are you? Look more beautiful,” seductive David, step inside.

Kailla did not reply, only smiling her most beautiful smile. Rushes back to the sofa, leaving behind Pram and his assistant.

“Dave, please find out for me about Ditya Halim Hadinata!” pram's orders, glancing towards Kailla at a glance. His wife did not react at all.

“Wow, what's wrong with Ditya?” david asked in wonder.

“I seem to hear this name often. But where I forgot. Looks familiar to my ears,” explained Pram.

David swiftly pulled out his smart phone. Just hearing Halim's name, he immediately knew the Ditya in question.

“Crown prince Halim Group. He now serves as a director at one of Halim Group's subsidiaries. A giant company that has several subsidiaries, engaged in pharmaceuticals, supplements, nutrition and health services. They are also a distributor of medical devices,” David read the Ditya Halim Hadinata biodata on his phone screen.

“Barguably, their company is one of the largest pharmaceutical companies in Indonesia, based in Jakarta. In addition, there are several international hospitals spread across major cities in Indonesia that take place under the banner of Halim Group,” continued David again.

Pram was stunned, speechless.

“Where can Kailla meet a man like this?” his mind in the heart.

“Tell her personal life?” tell Pram again.

David again shifted his phone screen, finding out more about Ditya Halim Hadinata.

“Single, age 34, Leo. Prospective heirs of assets that can not be counted again the number of zeros if awarded. Handsome, charming, no history of his relationship with the beautiful women.”

“Australian born, big in Germany. But completed her undergraduate education in England.” David's story before putting his phone on the table.

“Foto?” pinta Pram, right now her eyes are on Kailla.

Not out of thought that the one who beat the war drums with him is not just anyone. Curiosity about Ditya's figure made his brain unable to work. Moreover, Ditya is not like the man before. Simply shaking their hands will move away. Ditya might even be greater than him, having far more wealth than him.

Pram was glued staring at the photos on David's phone. He had already found a bright spot, how his wife was able to meet this man.

“The man who made Kailla spread a silent smile,” muttered slowly.

***

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