The President's Wife

Chapter 81: The Pram Patience is Over

Pram ran in to find Kailla wrapped in bandages on her legs and hands. Not to mention blisters on the forehead and bruises on the corners of the lips.

"Darling, what's going on?" pram asked, rubbing his battered wife's face. The anger and emotions that had gathered and were ready to be triggered suddenly disappeared, evaporating without impact. Replacing with panic and unstoppable worry.

"Dear."

Kaila did not answer, instead she cried bitterly. Grabbing the body of her husband who is still wrapped in a work suit.

"I'm down. Huaaa...Huaaaa..," her screech in between endless sobs.

"How can it fall? Where did you fall?"

Many questions were asked by Pram, occasionally rubbing gently the feet and hands wrapped in bandages. Red blood until it seeps out.

Hyaline

Kailla did not answer, her crying stopped. His hearing is now awaiting Sam's next instructions. His assistant was the mastermind and the brain of all the drama that was going on. Sam is the director behind the ongoing drama.

"Where did you fall? Why is it this bad? Answer me, dear. I promise I won't scold you" said Pram gently, grabbing Kailla's body and holding her tightly.

"Wine! Sam why don't you send an answer, "inner Kailla.

His hand was touching the mini earphones tucked in his ear, worried that the tiny thing was not working. He wants to answer himself, but is afraid the answer is not continuous with the storyline that has been designed Sam.

As for Sam, the young man was busy with his affairs. Teasing the maid next door who happened to pass in front of the gate.

He deliberately crouched there with a security. According to him there is the safest location to carry out his mission with Kailla, to trick Pram.

But beyond the calculation. Surti's charms messed things up. He forgot his preconceived plans, including his employer's life-and-death who was challenging the dangers in his luxurious room.

"I fell down the stairs. Roll over and roll down to the first floor, honey."

Kailla finally answered her potluck, after long expecting Sam to not help her.

"How can it fall? Where are the sick?"

Kailla did not have time to answer, Pram had run towards the walk in closet while shouting.

"We're going to the hospital now."

Pram has changed clothes, it does not feel like seeing wounds all over Kailla's body. Fresh blood seeped in bandages, on his hands and feet. Devastated his feelings, when he saw the condition of his wife is so sad.

Hearing the hospital's words, Kailla panicked. Immediately lay down, closing his eyes.

"Honey, I just want to rest," said Kailla slowly, occasionally sighing in pain like she was holding back pain, to strengthen her acting.

"No, we'll just go to the hospital. I'm afraid you're why."

"Honey, I went downstairs for a while, asking Bayu to prepare the car," said Pram, rushing out. His face looked panicked, worried and frightened.

Not long after, Pram has reappeared.

"Let's go, baby, get ready" said Pram, approaching his wife.

"Darling, I'm fine" Kailla refused.

"No, I'm afraid something's going on in your brain. We should check it out now. You fell so high" explained Pram, insisting.

"I don't want to, honey. I'm already fine. You can run for a little while, just need some quiet." Kailla tried to refuse.

"Kai, listen to your husband just this once. I'm afraid something's happened to you."

Kailla bowed, panicking ambushed for a moment. If taken to the hospital, the drama will be revealed. And it will definitely be more and more Pram diomeli. The error multiplies.

His face turned irritated, thinking of Sam disappearing into the night.

"Come on Kai," Pram told me back.

Kailla was silent, not reacting.

"Come on Kai, I'll call Sam too. He must take responsibility for his negligence, making his master hurt this badly."

"Give me your phone, Kai," Pinta Pram suddenly stood by the side of the bed.

"Dear, you stop talking I'll be cured. I just need a break," asked Kailla with a face.

"Give me your phone, Kai," Pram once again. His face began to change.

There was a stifled anger, emanating there. Kaila shuddered, regretting following Sam's plan. Which makes him even more upset, at this crucial moment Sam did not appear at all.

"GET YOUR PHONE, KAI!!" pram shouted, instantly making Kailla shrink. Almost crying with fear. For the first time, Pram spoke so loudly in front of him.

With a slow motion, he took out the phone in his pants pocket. But Pram was already upset, grabbed the phone rough and took the earphones out of his wife's ears. Throwing the two things roughly into the bed.

"Whatdoyouwant? What's your purpose in pranking me, Kai?" tanyakanya.

"Not enough to make me angry this afternoon, still want to provoke my anger. Huh uh?!" pram asked, rubbing his face rough.

He's really tired. All day her work piled up, reported by her man that Kailla met Ditya. He can still hold it.

Arriving home, his wife was seriously injured. Not until there, after he found out Kailla was tricking him, playing around with his pain and worries. He was no longer as patient as usual.

Pram grabs Kailla's phone back, looking for Sam's contact. Still with an aura of anger, contacted his wife's assistant.

"Yes Non, how? It works? Sorry, I had a little business?" said Sam with ease.

"Meet me in the living room. Until I don't see you there, I'll send severance to your account right now!” pram Ancam.

Sam did not answer, running into the house to see Pram. He fell several times because he stepped on his own scabbard.

"Darling, I'm sorry" said Kailla.

Pram did not reply, grabbed his wife's hand and untied the bandage violently. Switch the untie at Kailla's feet.

When he finished, Pram grabbed a tissue on the nightstand. With her finger, raised Kailla's chin that was bowing.

"Look at me now. What is less than me? What you want to test. My patience?" pram asked, staring fixedly into the eyes of his wife.

His hand had already removed the artificial cuts and bruises that were on Kailla's face. After everything is clean, drag Kailla out to meet Sam downstairs.

"You shouldn't have to be like this. Just apologize as usual after that you can repeat it again! After all, this husband of yours will continue to forgive you as always."

"I'm sorry" whispered Kailla, trying to align her steps with her husband.

"I'm bored, honey. Apologize continues to be repeated again,” sahut Pram.

"Who helped you tie the bandage?" ask Pram again.

"Darling, already. Ii'm sorry. It's all my fault" Kailla said, pleading.

“Say!” said Pram loudly.

“Mother Sari ties in the legs, Mother Ida ties in the hands,” says Kailla slowly.

“But don't upset them too,” pinta Kailla begs.

Both of them were in the living room. Pram held back his emotions, standing staring at Kailla with her hands folded across her chest.

"Darling, already. I'm sorry," Kailla said, grabbing her husband's folded arms.

Seen from the direction of the door, Sam ran in, back down for the umpteenth time. Again he stepped on his scabbard cloth which sagged down due to his running which was too tight.

"Sir..," said Sam, trembling in a voice of fear. Walk near Pram.

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To be continued

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