The Love Story Of Pram And Kailla
Pram & Kailla 47

"My husband?" ask Kailla. Dropping her butt in the chair right in front of Stella, Kailla could look at the cute girl in a gray uniform who was composing a file not far from her.

He had just looked into Pram's room, but did not find a lover who usually sat while scratching paper or typing in front of the laptop. The seat was left by its owner and cold.

In recent times, Kailla has visited her husband's company to bring lunch. Although it can not be done every day, Kailla tried to set aside her time in the middle of a busy schedule of lectures.

They do not have much time at night, children need more attention. As much as possible, Kailla took advantage of free time during the day with her husband. Just having lunch and talking. If there is no important work, it is not uncommon to end up in a hotel near the office.

"In a meeting, Madam." The girl's net was sparkling, given how valiant the new client of the company was.

"Still a long time, Ste?"

Kailla was worried that the chicken soto she was carrying was cooling down. Pram likes warm food even though he can swallow everything he prepares without protest.

"I'm also impatient." Stella plays her eyebrows, smiling sweetly.

Kailla jerks. "Seriously? Fuck her?" The owner of the company was shocked. He understood the meaning of Stella's gaze and smile.

"Very, Mistress. Handsome, well-established, beautiful and charming. Ask Keisya, the world seems to stop spinning when he sees it walking from a distance. Very gallant." Stella's hands clasped together in front of her chest, smiling knots.

"He never smiles. I'm sure ..if he smiles, time stops ticking right then and there. Lucky to get her smile. Must be the perfect woman."

Kailla was wide-eyed, astonished to see Stella's unusual admiration. "It's not a friendly person." Kailla commented.

"Because he rarely smiles, so be happy who managed to become his woman. He doesn't like to smile at a lot of women. Her smile is limited, madam. Not market and cheap like the smile of another man. There's a smile, here's a smile."

Deg-

Kailla remembered her husband. "You're not insinuating my husband, are you?" Kailla's offended.

"Ah, don't compare with Mr. Pram. They're different times, ma'am." Stella does not want to mention the old, afraid of being sprayed in a row by the mistress boss.

When Pram was touched upon, Stella's countenance changed instantly. The secretary seemed to think, staring at Kailla and Keisya in turn. He was confused to complain or not, because he himself did not know clearly what happened to Pram and the intern at the office. However, rumors circulating and Pram's excessive attitude make Stella follow-up thinking bad.

"Kei, please photocopy all these data" Stella said, propping a stack of files on her desk.

"Size?" Keisya asked.

"Just "Folio. Sequential order, yes." Stella explained.

"Ready, Mrs Boss." Keisya smiled and immediately moved quickly towards the photocopying room on the first floor.

Kailla chuckled at the way she called Keisya to Stella. "He called me Madam Boss" Kailla said as she stared at Keisya's movements as he walked away and disappeared behind the elevator

Silence greeted for a moment. Stella let out a long, heavy sigh to begin with, but it was impossible to remain silent. All this time he had been silent for too long, it was impossible to close his eyes. If there was nothing, she wished Kailla was wise. If something had happened, Kailla knew sooner it would be better.

"Sorry, Madam. I don't know where to start." Stella was silent for a moment, glancing around. They do not want their conversation to be heard by others.

"What's wrong?" Kailla took her seat. Her curious soul churned as she looked at Stella's serious expression.

"What's wrong with my husband?"

"Pak Pram .. and Keisya is .. So people talk in the office." Stella. He was afraid that Kailla would overreact. All this time, he was very concerned about the nature of his superior wife.

Kailla frowned. "What's wrong? Why become a gossip?"

"Pak Pram often walks alone with Keisya at lunchtime. And ...."

"I know all that, Pram is very open about that. My husband loves Keisya very much. I know ...." Kailla bowed while squeezing her hands on her lap. She feels guilty for refusing to get pregnant again, and she knows that Pram wants girls in the middle of their household.

"So the Madam knows all?" Stella could not believe what she was hearing.

"Know. I know my husband well. My husband is not just responsible for the apprentice because Bayu hit his father to death. He treated Keisya like a child. Pram once asked me for permission, he was interested in Keisya and wanted to take care of and educate Keisya to adulthood and be independent. Hence, I did not worry too much about his relationship with Keisya. No matter what, my husband will be honest with me." Kailla explained confidently.

Deg-

Stella silence. The secretary felt guilty for meddling too much with her superior's household problems. But he could not close his eyes. Being near Pram and Keisya, he smelled unusual gurgles. Maybe Kailla can trust Pram, but Kailla should be on the lookout for Keisya. After all, Keisya was only an outsider. At the age of 17 years has arguably started growing up. It could be the attention of a father that Pram meant would be arrested differently by Keisya.

"The lady knows that Mr. Pram bought the apartment ...."

"I know ..." cut Kailla, still unaffected. Regarding Pram's desire to buy an apartment, he had known for a long time. Her husband loves investing in property and land. He is not surprised if Pram suddenly buys a house, apartment and more.

"Apartment for Keisya" continued Stella, waiting for Kailla's reaction.

Deg-

Kailla's lips were tightly clenched. Suddenly his tongue was clumsy, unable to speak. His brain began to taint, the calm feeling began to ripple just hearing Stella's last sentence.

"Are you sure, Ste?" Kailla. He does not want to guess. Something that has not been proven true but will backfire in his quiet and peaceful household. He does not want to make his household a mess just because something is not clear.

Stella nodded. "I'm looking for him. A few days ago, Mr. Pram and Keisya had looked around and this morning Pieter had already processed it. If there's no obstruction .. maybe next week Keisya and his mother will occupy the new apartment."

Kailla smiled. Sighing deeply, he tried to look calm and unmoved. He is covering up the trust that began to waver because of the story of Stella. It's a household matter. If you have to fight, it's enough for him and Pram. Outsiders do not need to see her brawl with her husband. She also had to keep her husband in the company. If he does not trust Pram, what about the thousands of employees of RD Group.

"I already know about it, Ste ...." Kailla lied. The truth is, he doesn't know anything about the apartment Pram bought for Keisya.

Stella smiles. "Alright, Mistress. If indeed there is no relationship between Mr. Pram and Keisya. Maybe it was just my fear, seeing the familiarity of the two. Keisya is not a child anymore. It could be that the teenage girl misinterpreted the attention and kindness of Mr. Pram. Hopefully not like my fears, madam. I watch gossip shows too often, so get carried away in real life."

Stella hopes her words can make Kailla alert. He could not have blatantly said that Keisya looked at Pram in a different way. He could not have said something he could not prove. He could only remind Kailla. However, Pram and Kailla are like his family, he does not want the second household to fall apart because of the third person.

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