The Love Story Of Pram And Kailla
Pram & Kailla 63
Kailla was stunned, her gaze could not be separated from the old body that now fell unconscious. Dropped helplessly on the floor. Honestly, Kailla shrunk. He was upset, angry, hurt and until this moment still could not accept and forgive Keisya, but the condition of the old woman who looked apprehensive made the little heart of Kailla touched.
Keisya squandered, crying, clutching his mother's weak body. Bayu, as usual the assistant was most alert one every meeting precarious things. The adult man, who is notoriously loyal to his employer, tried to remain calm, contacting Pram, who was still waiting for news in the apartment parking lot.
“Bos, can you go upstairs for a moment? His mother Keisya fell unconscious.” Bayu.
"Well! What about Kailla. Is my wife okay?" Pram panic. Run out of the car and immediately go to Keisya's unit. He couldn't let Kailla face him alone.
"Good, Boss." Bayu answered briefly before turning off the phone.
Just removed the device from the ear, Bayu already got an order from Kailla.
“Bay, please.” Kailla pointed towards Keisya and her mother. He still has a heart even in the midst of his problems with teenage girls who make his heart sliced and resentful.
“Good, Non. Take it to the hospital, yes?” ask Bayu, asking for an opinion. Given all this time the sickly Mother Keisya, it was impossible to let her wait awake at home alone. Bayu is worried that the old woman needs further examination and the touch of a medical officer.
Bayu had just crouched down, was about to hold Mother Keisya's body and take her out when Pram appeared with a panicked face, a messy look on the apartment door.
“Kailla.” Both of Pram's hands were stuck at the door, trying to catch his breath. He ran in a hurry when he found out what was happening. He breathed a sigh of relief when he confirmed with his own eyes that his wife was fine.
“Sayang.” Pram walked over and hugged Kailla who was still sculpting. “You okay?Don't worry, Bayu will take care of it and bring to the hospital.” Pram calmed the wife who looked shaken, frozen and could not do much.
Kailla was silent, staring at the movement of Bayu who carried Mother Keisya out of the apartment unit and Keisya who tailed behind her.
“Already, it's okay. Bayu can take care of it.” Pram tried to explain.
Kailla shook her head in the warm embrace of her husband. “No, Bayu can't take care of it. If something happens and must be taken action, Bayu will not be able to make a decision,” cerocos Kailla.
‘I want to go there to make sure that Ms. Keisya is okay. I didn't mean to make a mess, but I just wanted to teach Keisya a lesson. Her mother must know the truth, know her daughter's behavior.” Kailla said slowly.
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Along the way to the hospital, Kailla shut up. Sitting next to her husband who was holding the wheel, the mother of the twins closed her lips and did not say much. He could not forgive Pram just like that.
“Kai, already. Don't be angry anymore. I'm sorry, Darling.” The pram grabbed Kailla's hand that was squeezing in the lap. The grown man tried to persuade through touch and gentle words. It usually works, but now that his ability to persuade his wife has diminished, Kailla has not been touched at all.
“Do not touch me!” Kaila threw Pram's hand. He was still upset and could not forgive that easily. He is upset, how ordinary Pram can act decisively on a creature whose name is a woman, right now it can be as weak as it is to face Keisya and make himself fall into the arms and kisses of the self-didn't know girl.
Pram's non-alignment continued in the hospital. Kaila always avoids being talked to, even if she does not refuse to be touched.
“Do not get angry again, Dear.”Pram was leaning spoiled on Kailla's shoulder, both of them standing staring at the glass door of the IGD room where Keiysa's mother was being examined.
“Do not discuss it now.” Kailla turned her head to the side, sending a sharp look at her husband. "I let you lean on my shoulder just to show the teenager that our domestic relationship is fine. I don't want him to be happy to see us fighting and think he's won" Kaila grumbled half in a whisper.
"Just up to you, I'll say, ma'am." Pram wrapped both his hands around Kailla's waist. The man really took advantage of the situation with his wife's silence.
Keisya was seen in tears, leaning against the wall, next to the door of the IGD room. He regretted everything he did, even long before Kailla hit him, the teenage girl had already regretted all her mistakes. In the past, he was happy to get Pram's attention, even if only to ask how his school. Ever since the incident in the apartment, Pram ignored her, acting indifferent.
The sound of the door of the room opening made everyone waiting in dismay immediately react.
“How's My Mom, Doc?” Keisya moved closer to the middle-aged man in a white suit who was smiling kindly with a stethoscope still hanging around his neck.
“The patient's condition is stable. Her mother's blood pressure had dropped, but she was now conscious and could be moved to the treatment room. We will continue to monitor until the patient's condition is completely stable, given the mother has a history of other diseases. If there is no problem, this afternoon can go home or if not tomorrow morning. Later there will be an officer who informs if it is certain the patient is fine.” The doctor smiled, his gaze fixed on Pram and Kailla who were holding hands.
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