The Love Story Of Pram And Kailla
Pram & Kailla 94

The grown man gasped, was silent, and was speechless. Within seconds everything was gone, pulled out of his brain. He had just started his meeting this morning after almost two days without a job because of the Kentley kidnapping case which until now there was no bright spot. However, Kailla added new problems for him.

There was a long breath coming out of the lips and nose at the same time.

“Coordinate with Bayu for a bit. I can't leave today's meeting even if I can. Company needs me. There are thousands of lives depending on me at this time.” Pram sighed tiredly.

“Ba .. good, Sir.” Sam's confused. The anticipated Pram anger did not occur.

“I can only catch up in an hour. Please ask Bayu to take care of it. He already understands what I have to do.” Pram reigns.

Not a single bit of anger was shown. Pram is too tired to be angry. His energy is still needed for other things that are more useful. It's not that she doesn't love Kailla, it's just that she doesn't belong to her family. There are thousands of people hanging their lives on him. Sometimes he has to sacrifice a lot for his family, but on the other hand he also has to sacrifice his family to keep his company.

“Good, Sir.”

The phone connection was turned off unilaterally, Pram rushed into the meeting room and whispered to his deputy, Pieter.

“Pieter, I can only be for a moment, can't finish the meeting. After meeting and greeting our important client, maybe I should go. Please take care of me.” Pram patted Pieter's shoulder gently from behind.

“But, Pram. It's been delayed two days. They want your presence here. What if they cancel it. You know for yourself how long it took us to get this project. Hard work, time, and mind, all of them are struggling to get this mega project. Everyone must be disappointed if they have to fail when the victory is already in the grip..”.

“Kailla might be kidnapped, I can't just ignore it. Please help me.”

Pram's last sentence silenced Pieter. The representative no longer protested and tried to understand. If it must fail, he also cannot blame Pram. His friend tried his best.

***

Pondok Indah, South Jakarta.

Pram's car just got into the luxurious residence court of his late-in-law. Two days later he was forced to sleep there waiting for reports and searching for his son.

“Don, I've asked Dave to prepare a Singapore residence. This afternoon I'll send my mama and Bentley over there. Tom and Binara will also be coming. Take their passports at Pieter.”

Donny nodded.

“Don't say anything to my mama. Let Mama assume this is a tourist trip. I've prepared people there to help and look after them as long as I can't catch up.”

“Good, Sir.” Donny. He knows the weight of Pram's burden right now. The 45-year-old man must exert all his energy and mind to take care of everyone.

Running into the house, Pram has been welcomed by Bayu and several men.

“How's Bay?”

Bayu shook his head while showing the CCTV footage he got from the restaurant. Pram just looked at her with a flat face. No expression at all. There was no anger, no emotion, just a tired and helpless face.

“Please help me. Find Kailla and Kent immediately. My wife is pregnant. Remember the first pregnancy in which Kailla had to miscarry. I don't want to repeat it again.” Pram dropped his body on the couch. “Try contacting Matt, maybe he can help.” It was seen that the owner of the RD Group was sitting leaning back, closing his eyes while massaging the temple.

“Siap Boss.”

“How? Is there any good news from the police?” ask Pram to find out.

“Not yet, Sir. But, this case of Non Kailla can help. My people can trace the car number used to carry Non Kailla from the CCTV of the restaurant page. Hopefully not spoiled, so the police easier to browse.”

Pram nodded.

“My people are trying to figure out who took Non Kailla away. Matching of physical traits with people suspected of being involved. I'm going to see Reino, too. May be able to help un...”

“I'll meet him,” cut Pram. “Create an appointment to meet, I'll meet him myself. He's Om Kailla, meaning he's also my family,” Pram said.

“Ready, Boss.”

“You can go. I want to rest for a while,” said Pram.

For two nights he did not sleep and went on a search. Soon his body would have fallen if not rested. Stretching himself along the couch, he didn't say much. Not as angry as usual.

Bayu who knows what Pram feels right now can only step aside. His superior was already at the peak of exhaustion and anger. Until they can't vent to others. Trying to give space, assistant and confidant Reynaldi Pratama was immediately away. However, his wide stride had to come to a halt when his superior again made a sound.

“Bay, please wake me up in half an hour. I need sleep to gather energy looking for my son and wife.”

“Ya, Boss.”

“I'm so tired. I hope this is the last time. I'm alone, Kailla's unreliable.” Two tear-spouts dripped and fell on the temple from her closed eyes.

“From then until now Kailla hasn't changed. Take everything for granted. He knows how his life is. I have repeatedly warned you to be careful. But Kailla is still Kailla. He was never afraid of anything, never worried about anything. I'm afraid Kailla isn't a weak woman who would be afraid of being bullied. He must have been in a revolt and could not accept being trampled on. He does not realize his ability will not be able to fight. It makes me really worry about him. He prefers to use muscle over brain.” Pram chuckled for the first time after two days just bending his face.