The Love Story Of Pram And Kailla
Pram & Kailla 23

"Aryya Mighty Hutomo Son." Pram spelled out the name listed on the cooperation contract that was in his hands. He has an appointment to meet with the President Director of PT Arryacement Hutomo Putra to discuss his company's cooperation with the cement company.

Together with Stella, Pram chose to arrive early and wait at the restaurant where it was scheduled for lunch while discussing and signing a cooperation contract. He has never met and does not want to give a bad impression on the company officials who will bind a cooperation contract with his company. During this time, Pieter took care of it with Aryya's assistant Mighty Son Hutomo.

Stella who was sitting right beside Pram caught a dashing figure walking into the restaurant accompanied by a young man. Stella's eyes narrowed when she recognized the young man who was none other than Aryya's assistant Mighty Hutomo Putra.

"Sir, sorry it seems ...." Stella pointed towards the tall man with the body wrapped in a black suit. He recognized the assistant walking behind the man, the young man had been seeing Pieter a lot lately.

"Good afternoon. Sorry to keep Mr. Reynaldi Pratama waiting." Sure enough, Stella had not finished talking, the man had already greeted and greeted Pram.

"Father of Aryya Mighty Hutomo Son?" Pram made sure again.

"Sorry, I am Aryya Persada Hutomo Putra. Just call Ersa. It just so happened that Mr. Erka couldn't come because he was on duty out of town, so asked me to replace him."

"I'm the Deputy Director of PT. Aryyacement Hutomo Son." Ersa explained.

"Oh, please." Pram invited the two men before him to sit down.

The small talk in the middle of the lunch event was ended with a cooperation contract that was successfully agreed.

"Thank you, Mr. Pram." Ersa changed his call after a long conversation with the Chairman of the RD Group.

"Together, Mr. Ersa. Say hello to Mr. Erka." Pram smile.

"Good, it will be delivered. Excuse me first" said Ersa, smiling. The man passed away with his assistant after greeting Pram.

"Ste, finish your lunch, we'll be back at the office in a minute." Pram reigns.

Plucking his body back into his seat, Pram's concentration was sidetracked as the black cell phone on his desk shook. He deliberately silenced the flat object when discussing his cooperation contract.

"Yes, Ma. What's up?" ask Pram, relax.

“MEET MAMA AT THE MALL, YOUR WIFE IS HAVING AN AFFAIR! I'M CATCHING YOUR WET KAILLA EATING ALONE WITH A GUY AT THE RESTAURANT. JUST TWO!”

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Pram took his seat. Mom Citra's screams deafened her ears. Even Pram could not hear clearly.

"Ma, what's going on? Can't talk without yelling." Pram tried to be calm. He was used to his mother always yelling in response to something.

"Nurban ... Mama met him while having lunch together with a man. You remember .. that old man. The lecturer!" the Citra Mother.

"Eat both, Pram. It is fitting that he refused to accompany Mama to buy a watch and asked Kinar. Mama doesn't want to interfere in your household affairs, but this is too late, Pram. Mama doesn't want your house to fall apart. You're almost fifty years old, it's not funny to get divorced with two babies." Ibu Citra softened a little.

"I'm going there. Send me the mall address."

"Well, so you can see for yourself the behavior of your wife. Mama doesn't want to be accused of making things up, Pram. This mother is old, no longer want to interfere in your household affairs. But, if Kailla keeps this up, it can't change. Mama pity Mama's grandchildren." Back Mother Citra complained.

"Yes, Ma. Don't talk like this. I don't want Kailla to be sad to hear your words. Give the phone to Kailla." Pram tried to mediate.

"Talk to your wife yourself. Mama's tired."

Before long, Pram could hear Kailla's voice from across the street.

"Darling, what's going on?" Pram stood up and prepared his way out of the restaurant.

"I'm .. I'm not like that.

"Ste, I have a little business. You're back at the office in a cab, yeah."

"Yes, sir."

Pram is back to focusing on Kailla. Still with the phone stuck to his ear, he walked out to the parking lot. Donny was waiting for him in the car.

"Honey, send me the address. I'm going over there. Don't think about what Mom said. I love you," said Pram, deciding his call. He must calm Kailla. Otherwise, his wife would have acted upon hearing his mother's hurtful words. Pram already knows the character of his two favorite women.

***

Half an hour passed, Ibu Citra decided to sit with Kailla and the lecturer. He deliberately detained the young lecturer so as not to leave. He wants to show it to Pram, if his words are proven.

"Sir, just go home. Sorry, got Adrian involved." Kailla whispered.

"No, La. I need to help explain to your husband. I don't want any misunderstandings and things to get longer." Adrian insists.

"It's okay, sir." Kailla shrieked when she accidentally met Mom Citra. He was not afraid, but chose to give up because he did not want to muddy the atmosphere. He did not want to make trouble with his mother. No matter how harsh the words of Mother Citra, this is not the place to fight.

In the middle of Kailla's silence, suddenly the phone in her pocket screamed loudly. Kailla smiled when she saw Maya contacting her.

"Yes, May. What's up?" Kaila was ordinary as soon as she received her best friend's call.

"La, sorry. I was in a hurry. My mom's sick, so I'm not saying goodbye to you."

"You okay?" Kailla asked. He is more worried about the condition of Mama Maya than his condition that could be threatened if Pram is angry to see him alone with Mr. Adrian.

"This is going to the hospital. Sorry, La."

"It's okay." Kailla disconnects her call when she sees Pram's figure from a distance. Her husband walked in a hurry, half running to meet her.

"What's up, Ma?" ask Pram.

"Ask your beloved wife. Mom is arguing. You can see for yourself, can judge for yourself .. what is appropriate for a wife alone with other men behind her husband. Mama won't interfere."

"Let's go to Kinar .. we go home now." Ibu Citra passed away after making sure Pram had seen for himself the state of his wife.

***

"Sorry, Sir. All this is just a misunderstanding. I have nothing to do with Lala." The teacher explained without being asked. He wanted to get out of the restaurant immediately. Not wanting to be involved in other people's home affairs.

"Yes, I understand." Pram tries not to prolong the problem. Even though in his heart lies suspicion and prejudice. From the beginning, Pram did not like Adrian. I don't know, like something's hidden inside that guy's eyes.

"Then .. I say." Adrian voicing.

"Come, La." Adrian says goodbye to Kailla and smiles at Pram.

Staring at the back of the lecturer away, Pram made a sound after the shadow of the young man disappeared in the crowd of mall visitors.

"Explain to me, Kai. What's going on?" pram Todong. Highlight Pram's eyes looking sharp, there was a flash of pent-up anger.

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Tbc