The Love Story Of Pram And Kailla
Pram & Kailla 99

“Kai.”

“Kai.” Pram embraces the defenseless body of Kailla. Fresh blood poured out, drenching the white vest.

There's no answer. Kailla was silent as she showed her hands that were soaked with blood.

“Yes. You must be fine.” Pram tries to strengthen in the midst of his mixed feelings. The pain in his arm seemed to disappear, the throbbing and pain caused by the hot lead did not affect him. Right now the contents of his mind are only Kailla, Kailla, and Kailla.

“Ba ... yi ...” Kailla's voice stammered, looking at her now faintly beginning husband in her vision.

“Ya, Baby. You must be fine,” said Pram, reassuring. His hand hurriedly closed the wound, trying to stop the blood as best he could. “We're going to the hospital. You guys must be fine.” Pram almost cried when he looked at Kailla who was unable to blink let alone make a sound. Looking at a point with your eyes. Slowly the net dimmed and within seconds closed, unconscious.

“Kai, wake. Kai, open your eyes, Kai.”

“Honey, wake up. No kidding. This isn't funny. Come, wake!” Pram patted Kailla's unreacted face. Hoping his clap would keep those tightly closed eyes open.

“Kai, holding. We're going to the hospital now!”

Running while carrying the woman he loves, Pram must immediately take Kailla to the nearest hospital. He cannot lose his wife. The panic and fear fused together with the footsteps of a cheetah, darting as fast as possible. He ignored his pain, currently in his mind there is only one name, namely Kailla Riadi Dirgantara Pratama.

“Stay breathable, Dear.” The appeal was not only for the woman who was squeezing in her arms, but for her who was also almost crushed when she discovered that the strong, chatty, and mischievous Kailla was now closing her eyes tightly. No more naive Kailla, like to argue, and make trouble.

Arriving at the edge of the big road, Pram does not find Bayu anymore. Only the car of Bayu's men who partly also ran with him.

“Antar me to the hospital and have Bayu follow me as soon as you take care of Kentley!” pream with the rest of his strength. His heart was broken, barely able to do anything at the moment. He just wanted to get to the hospital as soon as possible and make sure his wife was okay.

***

Hospitals.

Running with the gurney driven by the medics, Pram could only look at the helpless body that lost consciousness and could not hold his hand anymore at this time. The kailla he had known all this time suddenly disappeared.

His loss was further felt as the gurney was pushed into the room and Pram was restrained outside. He's not allowed in.

“Sorry, Sir. You can't enter.”

The young man in white uniform was holding Pram's body in front of the door.

“But ... my wife ...” Pram pointed inward.

“Ya, we will handle it.”

The adult man took a few steps back, his feelings falling apart as the door leaf closed before his eyes. He doesn't know what to do. Now we can only wait and pray. He does not want to lose Kailla, is unable, and is not ready.

“Yes God, don't take him from me. You can ask anything from me. But don't Kailla and my kids.” The gallant body slumped, sitting on the cold floor of the hospital. Both of her hands covered her face, hiding her cries.

Waiting is the most annoying thing, especially in a crucial time like this. Pram must be willing to enjoy the terrible moments in his life. There is no pain more painful than this. The man could only give up and slip his wife's name in the incessant prayer he said in his heart.

The sound of the door opening, Pram who was squeezing his misty hair immediately got up and met the middle-aged man standing in the doorway.

"The family of the stab wound patient?" The man who could be sure of a doctor asked Pram.

"I, Doc." Pram.

"The wound is not very deep and does not hit the vital organs. But, it must be dealt with quickly. The patient lost a lot of blood and had to transfuse blood."

"My wife is pregnant, Doc."

"Yes, we'll try our best." The doctor smiled. "Please go to the administration section, there are files that need to be completed. And make sure the blood bag supplies are suitable for your wife in the administration, sir. If it gets empty, can ask for help from family or colleagues who have a blood match with your wife. We need to take action immediately."

The doctor had not finished his words, Pram had already run to the administration section. The hospital needs his signature and a deposit to be able to take action. He can't waste time.

***

Sitting at the administration desk, Pram is again faced with a new problem. His fear came true. An empty blood bag could arrive at the hospital in the middle of the night.

"Yes, I'm trying to find it outside." Pram panicked, reached into his pants pocket to get his wallet out. "How much should I deposit?" ask again while standing. He did not find what he was looking for.

In the midst of his panic, suddenly a teenager of a dozen years of age came to him.

"Om, your wallet fell there." The boy made a hoarse voice and the pimply face pointed towards the corridor.

"Oh." Pram is confused, unable to speak. He just accepted his wallet like a dazed person.

"Juna, let's hurry. We need to see Papi now." A woman calls from a distance.

"I'm sorry, Om. Mommy's been looking for me."

Pram stared at the boy leaving without saying thank you. His mind was in a state of turmoil at this moment and there was nothing he could do. He felt he was running on a long road without being able to see his goal. Keep running to find the final limit and stop so that he can rest for a moment.

***

Pram is seen lying in a gurney accompanied by Bayu. Taking advantage of the opportunity while Kailla was being treated by a doctor, she had to remove hot lead from her arm.

"Bay, how's Kent?" tanyanya cringing.

"I leave it to Kinar. Sam and Kinara are also with them at my house."

"Please ask Pieter to take care of everything. This afternoon, Kent, Kinara and Sam fly to Singapore, following Bent. Ah ...." Pram sighed as he felt pain in his arm. After hours of worrying about Kailla, he can now calm down when his wife is confirmed safe.

"I can't catch up anytime soon. Ask Pieter to find a house in Batam. I don't know my children and my mother until how long I can stay in Singapore. If that time runs out, they'll have to get out of Singapore." Pram frowned, enduring the pain in his arm.

"Good, Boss."

"Ssshhh, please have Pieter ask for the requirements to apply for permanent resident in Singapore."

"I mean, Boss?" Bayu doesn't understand that much.

"After Kailla's condition stabilizes, I will bring my family to settle in Singapore. I don't know how long I've lived there. It could be forever if it's safer there for Kailla and my kids."

Bayu's face dimmed. There was a shadow of sadness on his face as the parting sentence caught his sense of hearing. If Pram were to settle in Singapore, he and other assistants would no longer be needed. It feels sad to have to part with people he already considers like family, especially Pram, Kailla and children. It was like family to him.

"Ba-well, Boss."

Pram rubbed his severely throbbing arm.

"Where is he?" ask Pram again.

"After donating her blood to Non Kailla I asked her to rest while filling her stomach in the hospital cafeteria. I can't let him go home, afraid his blood is still needed." Bayu answered innocently.

Pram chuckled for the first time after hours of panic. "Indeed you think his blood can be sucked at will. There's a limit, Bay. Ask your man to take her home. Let Keisya rest at home" Pram said.

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