The President's Wife

Chapter 78: Pram vs Ditya

Bayu still knocked on his master's room door. A little hesitant, but given Pram's orders, he had no other time. Pram's warning says it's late tonight, forcing him to knock on the door repeatedly.

Chequek! The door to the room opened.

Appears Pram with bare chest and disheveled hair. Just looking at a glimpse, Bayu knew his life was only in line almost at the tip of the horn.

He had disturbed the pleasure of his master who was enjoying time together with his wife.

“Lain times, knock enough three times! More than three times if not opened means to know yourself,” Pram's nagging, tidying his hair messy with his fingers. Deftly put his shirt back on.

“Sorry Boss,” says Bayu bowed. Trailing behind Pram's wide footsteps. Upon arriving at the living room, Sam and Ricko are watching a television show.

“Pak.” The two greeted almost simultaneously. Not that they got an answer, but both of them received a cynical look from their employers.

“Tamat your history, Bay. Let's help with prayer!” whispered Sam as Bayu passed by.

***

Pram has entered his study. Bayu was ready with all the information he managed to collect.

“Ditya Halim Hadinata, never married. No history of dating or being close to anyone. Not long settled in Indonesia.” Bayu started the information when he saw Pram already sitting in his big chair.

“Become a director in one of Halim Group's subsidiaries,” Bayu continued.

“Currently inhabit one of the penthouses in Keraton Private Residence,” story Bayu.

Pram nodded. Not surprised anymore, if one of the descendants of Halim Group inhabits tens of billions of apartments in downtown Jakarta. One of the strategic locations near major malls, Kailla paradise every shopping for branded goods.

“Moreover what you get?” ask Pram.

Bayu. There is a lot of inaccessible information about prince Halim Group. Other than a luxurious lifestyle, there was no more information.

“Stella has already made an appointment to meet him tomorrow. But I haven't got any more info. Prepare yourself!” said Pram.

“Oh yes Bay, tomorrow Kailla will buy a scarf for my mama. Ask Sam who accompanies him.” Pram said, before stepping out of his study.

***

Pram's beloved black sports car stops at the courtyard of a downtown restaurant. Not too crowded, seeing the restaurant is certainly only certain people who dare to enter here. Not far from the parked car, there are several luxury cars that fill the parking lot.

At the doorstep, Pram, accompanied by Bayu and Doni, was greeted by two security people. It didn't take long, they could waltz in without a hitch.

Once inside the restaurant, the aura of luxury is increasingly visible. Pram spread his gaze around. Trying to find the person he wants to meet this afternoon.

Suddenly from the inside appeared a young man, precisely younger than Pram in a neat suit approaching the three.

Afternoon Mr. Reynaldi Pratama. Meet Matt, Mr. Ditya Halim's assistant. Please come with me,” he said, looking towards Bayu and Doni alternately.

“They are my assistants,” know Pram. He was quite familiar with the concern of the young rich master's assistant.

Matt nodded. Simply understand the guest of his employer who can be said not from the ordinary class.

Seen Bayu handed the shopping bag that had been fortified to Matt.

“This?” Matt was confused about stealing the contents inside. He clearly remembered, Ditya asked him to buy things in the shopping bag, but why now returned to his boss again.

“Restore to your boss!” pram explained.

Matt nodded, unwilling to extend the matter that would waste time and keep Ditya waiting.

Pram followed, following the steps of the man who claimed to be named Matt led him to a room. Inside was waiting for Ditya in his black suit sitting on a round table with food that was neatly arranged.

The new Bayu and Doni will step in to be confronted by Matt's assistant, who asks them to wait outside. There had been a light squabble, but Pram finally nodded and asked his assistant to obey and not make a fuss.

“Bos!” Matt puts the shopping bag on the table, before stepping out to join Bayu and Doni.

“Good day, Reynaldi Pratama,” greet Ditya. Standing up to greet his guests, extending a hand. A stiff smile was highlighted by Ditya.

“Pram, call me Pram,” pinta Pram, welcome Ditya's helping hand.

“Please sit.” Ditya.

Pram looked back, his two assistants did not follow and the door was closed.

“What would Mr Pram want to say?” ask Ditya, be relaxed. His hands deftly poured red wine into the empty glass reserved for his guests.

Pram was still standing, observing the motion of the man before him.

“Please,” said Ditya pushed the crystal glass forward towards the seat reserved for Pram.

“I came here only to return these items to their owners,” explained Pram, pushing shopping bags towards Ditya.

A smile reappeared on Ditya's lips. Without looking, he already knew what it contained.

”I gave it to Kailla and her mother-in-law. Now it's not mine anymore.” Ditya said, surprised Pram.

“You already know that Kailla is married?” tanya Pram.

“Just found out. I'm sorry.” Ditya says.

“Please don't disturb my wife!” Pram said with a firm tone.

“Hahahaha.”

Ditya's laughter suddenly sounded strange. It was seen he grabbed a glass and twirled the red wine inside.

Both of them were silent with their minds. Stare at each other without talking.

“I like your wife, Kailla.” Ditya said firmly and unabashedly. Sipping the red wine with the tip of his lips.

“Badness!” Pram's emotions were immediately provoked with just one sentence. With clenched hands, he immediately stood up.

“What do you want?” ask Pram again. He was already preparing to throw his fist at the handsome face of the man in front of him.

“Nothing. I just love it.”

Ditya remained calm, not provoked in the slightest.

“Never approach Kailla. Again, I'll kill you!” pram Ancam.

Ditya remains Ditya, his emotions are not provoked at all. The man was calm but washed away.

“I do not promise. If I accidentally meet your wife, you have to blame me,” said Ditya.

Brakkkkk!!

Pram kicked the table in annoyance. Just now he was about to ban Ditya, but suddenly Matt appeared from the door. Holding Pram's hand to protect his superior.

Along with that, Bayu and Doni also rush in. Trying to take care of his employer too. If you are not careful, everything will fall apart.

“Sway my wife! Honorable men will not take away anyone else's property!” pram said firmly.

“Jaga well your wife! If it wasn't me, there would be other men who might steal it from you!” ditya chuckled.

***

Next on :

Kailla just came out of an outlet at Pl’aza Indonesia. Following behind him was Sam who carried a lot of luggage. After a long fast shopping, she could squander her husband's money again.

On the grounds of looking for a scarf for her in-laws, Kailla was able to break free by her husband's temporary rule.

“Sam, just go home,” he told the assistant. Still standing in front of the elevator, waiting for the door to open that will take them to the basement parking lot.

Suddenly...

“You..?” Kailla's surprised.

***

To be continued

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