The Love Story Of Pram And Kailla
Pram & Kailla 89

Until nightfall, Kailla could only wait in anxiety. Pacing around in the room, unable to do anything. Contacting Pram since noon, none of his calls were received. Either because Pram is too busy to have time to receive a call or maybe the anger of her husband has not subsided.

It's not evasive. Whoever is negligent for the kidnapping of his youngest son, he is still responsible. He can accept Pram's anger directed at him. Every parent will think the same. If he could choose, he would prefer to be the one who was taken by the kidnapper.

Kentley's too small, doesn't understand anything. Unlike her who will scream and fight when hurt. Every thought of it flashed, and Kailla returned with deep regret. There are many suppositions and if that is being assembled now.

"If I hadn't seen Bella, it wouldn't have happened, '" tweeted Kailla.

"If I don't allow Kinara to take Kentley outside, that kidnapping won't happen either."

After a long time of pondering and thinking, Kailla finally gave up. Forced to stay in the room, for a long time he could go crazy. Rushing to his son's room, he chose to breastfeed Bentley and put together a plan.

"I can't just shut up. I have to find my son." Kailla looked at her eldest son who was now in her arms while enjoying ASI.

The faces of the two who were so similar made Kailla recall her youngest son.

"Where are you, son. Are you all right?" Kaila shed tears after hours of hard work.

After making sure her son was full, Kailla rushed out to find out what was happening. Pram could have gone home and not wanted to see him.

The pitch dark welcomed the young pregnant woman as she set foot in the hallway of the house. Silence, not a single car returned. The husband's beloved black Bentley was nowhere to be seen. The assistant's car did not look too good.

"Don!"

"Don!"

If she can't get word from her husband, she can still find out from the assistants. They know where Pram is now.

"Don's."

Right on the third call, Donny ran over while carrying a pack of food in hand.

Before long, Kailla was back with pencil jeans and a long sweatshirt. He did not want to be cold when his skin was exposed to the night air.

"We're on the road now?" donny asked, ready next to the lighted car.

"Yes. Do you know where my husband is now?" ask Kailla, curious.

"It has. Mr. Pram is in the office, gathering some higher-ups to help him. It has been reported to the authorities. Mr. Bara is looking after him. Bayu is also deploying people to investigate what happened."

"Take me to my husband's place. I can't calm down. My son must be crying and starving." Kailla's face looked sad.

"Good, Non."

Along the way to the office, Kailla chose silence. Spend time enjoying the night. Time has shown at 21:40 p.m. The highway is still crowded with vehicles.

"Don, my mother-in-law doesn't know anything, does she?" Suddenly Kailla made a sound.

"Yes, Non. I've asked all the workers at home to shut up. Including Kinara. Earlier, before we left .. I told you that Ibu Citra asked, only if Kent was with Non Kailla and Pak Pram."

Nearly half an hour's drive away, Donny's black sedan makes its way into the RD Group's courtyard. The atmosphere of the office seemed deserted, only a few vehicles were parked in the front yard which three of whom Kailla could recognize. Her husband's car, along with the operational vehicles of the assistants and Pieter's favorite car.

Running in to find the whereabouts of her husband, Kailla ignores the security that greets her. Right now he just wants to meet with Pram. There's nothing else. The footsteps moved swiftly, passing through the empty, pitch-black spaces. His fear of darkness is now gone. Kentley made him a brave man for a moment.

The door of Pram's room that was wide open with a bright radiating light made Kailla excited. She could not wait to hug her husband, sharing the regretful burden on her chest.

"Darling ...." Kailla greeted at the doorway. His breathing rose and fell, looking at a single point. Her husband was lying on the desk.

"Darling ...." Kailla was wide-eyed as the handsome man raised his head.