The President's Wife

Chapter 82: Sam's Punishment

“Pak.” greet Sam, with a trembling voice of fear. Walk near Pram.

Sam bowed, preparing to receive punishment.

“Call Mother Ida and Mother Sari!” pram's orders. The look was on his wife.

Kailla stayed in place, looking down while squeezing the tip of her pajamas. Dare not to argue with her husband.

“Call!” pram's orders half yelled.

“You can hit me now,” Kailla said slowly.

“Let them go, I'm the guilty one,” continued Kailla, taking a few steps closer to her husband.

Pram was seen sighing, trying to hold back the stifling emotions in his chest.

“You know wrong, why repeat, Kai?” pram asked, softened a little.

“ANSWER!” snapped Pram. The more Kailla shut up, the more upset she became.

Kailla began to cry as usual, squeezing each other's fingers and bowing. Right now he can't do anything.

“Sorry, all my mistakes Sir.” Sam finally opened his voice. After not hearing Kailla cry.

“Please punish me. You can hit me, but don't yell at Non Kailla. All my mistakes, all my ideas, all my suggestions.” explained Sam, glancing at Kailla at a glance.

Hearing her assistant's words, Kailla immediately hugged Sam, while biting her lips, so that her crying voice could not be heard out.

Pram massaged his head. Anger made his blood rise and a little dizzy. I don't know what the two were thinking. He could only stare at his wife's back shaking violently, crying on Sam's shoulder.

“Sam, for a while I will comfort you. You don't have to work until I ask you back!” pram said firmly, grabbing Kailla's hand and taking her into a hug. Letting his wife cry on his shoulder.

“I'm sorry, don't punish Sam,” isak Kailla. He turned around, looking at Sam.

“Go from before me, Sam!” expel Pram.

“Call Mother Ida and Mother Sari for me Sam. Fast!” pram's orders. This time he felt the need to scold the two women as well. At least they support his wife's stupidity.

“Darling , I'm sorry. I promise I won't repeat it again. But do not scold Mother Ida and Mother Sari,” pinta Kailla, grabbed Pram's arm, begging her husband to release the two housekeepers.

“Honey, then love them you should think twice before doing something,” said Pram, with full firmness.

From the direction of the kitchen, the two old women appeared doubtfully and their faces bowed. For the first time the two house assistants got direct anger from Pram.

“Sorry Pak” greet Ibu Sari, ventured to look at her employer.

“My wife made a mistake again. Why are you following him!” pram asked, staring intently at the woman one by one.

“I'm sorry Sir,” said Ibu Ida slowly. It's hard for him in his current position. If he does not follow Kailla's will, the one with his master will be angry and rampage. But when followed by her husband who changed rampage.

“Honey, already. It's all my fault. Just punish me,” pinta Kailla pleaded again.

Pram sighed. Between annoyance, anger and mixing did not have the heart to see his wife cry.

“From now on, I will punish anyone who supports your mischief. No exception, anyone in this house will receive the same punishment. So, I suggest you, Kai. Then love them, do not complicate all your assistants,” said Pram. Hurry up to his room.

Seeing that, Kailla followed. Trying to apologize and dampen Pran's anger as usual.

“Darling, I'm sorry. I promise I won't see anyone again after this,” Kailla said, following in her husband's footsteps.

“Success you, Kai. I'm tired, want to sleep now,” said Pram. Not even looking in the direction ?his wife.

“Sayang.” Back Kailla called, grabbing Pram's hand.

“Release Kai. I'm not going to talk about it. I need a break. Just think about what your mistake was. Your punishment will be explained tomorrow morning,” said Pram, grabbing the doorknob of the room.

Kailla was just about to tail her way into the room, when the door leaf was slammed tightly from inside.

Blammmm!

His heart immediately beat fast. Spreading his gaze around, wanting his race to break inside. But eventually Kailla chose to go down following her two assistants.

“Mother.., wait for me,” call her, chase her two house assistants.

“I slept with mom alone,” pinta Kailla, grabbed Mother Ida's arm, leaned spoiled there.

“I'm sorry, Mom. You were scolded by my husband because of me,” he continued.

The two housekeepers threw one another a glance. Keingian Kailla who asked to sleep with them, made a doubt. If Pram finds out, they are afraid of being scolded again. Already let his wife sleep in a cramped room without air conditioning.

“Do not be naughty anymore, Non.” Mother Ida whispered softly, while rubbing her employer's face.

Kailla is the child they have been raising since infancy. They saw Kailla grow from a baby, a little girl, a teenager to marry Pram.

“Peasiness Mr. Pram,” whispered Ibu Sari co-opted him.

“Back to room Non only yes. I will accompany you to meet Mr. Pram,” pinta Ibu Ida.

Kailla. “I don't want to, she slammed the room door. Not allowing me to enter,” obviously.

“Mother's room is narrow, there is only a fan. Non Kailla won't be able to sleep.”

“I don't want to sleep with him, I sleep with Mom only.” Kailla pleaded, still leaning against the old woman's arm.

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Pram sat leaning against the bed, trying to soak his mixed feelings. While closing his eyes, rethink all the events he had just been through.

From her frustration to news that Kailla is alone with Ditya, Kailla's drama provokes her emotions to Kailla's cry for forgiveness and defends all her assistants.

She could see for herself Kailla crying on Sam's shoulder.

Deg—

Pram's feelings are mediocre. There was no excessive jealousy, no anger or emotion at the sight. But why just by looking at the photo of Kailla eating alone with the man, she was instantly emotional. Shouldn't he be finding out the truth. See how Kailla really feels.

But once he got home, he was greeted with drama that again provoked his anger. There is a little regret, why not be a little patient and finish it as usual. There was no need to yell at and nag Kailla, until she slammed the room door.

However, if always be patient his wife never wants to change. Just apologize and repeat. Just keep going, over and over again.

Long thought and contemplation, bringing the man to sleep. He woke up just before midnight. With her eyes closed, she patted the side of the bed that Kailla used to sleep on. Something strange and unusual.

Gently rubbing cold bed linen that is not bedded. The man was awake.

“Honey, where are you?” whispered slowly, still not realizing. I forgot about his anger a few hours ago. The sleepiness made him not fully conscious.

Deg—

“Kailla,” whispers slowly. Waking up from his sleep. Seemed to think, before finally jumping down. Throwing a blanket and running out of the room.

Pram starts to panic while searching all the rooms and rooms, but finds no whereabouts of Kailla at all. His wife just disappeared.

“Kai..Kai...!” call him, pause for a response.

“Where are you, Darling?” he whispered softly, beginning to regret after nearly fifteen minutes circling room after room not finding his wife. Looking from room one to room, everything was empty.

Until finally the footsteps took him to the back house, asking for help from the assistants to find his wife.

”Sam!” pram shouted, knocking on the door of the room occupied by his wife's assistant.

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To be continued

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