Thought by Maid, Turns out to be the Mafia Wife
297. The Goodness of the President
Although Amran already knows Mr. Stranger is currently stumbling into a big case involving himself by stealing the money of the world's thieves except money from the company owned by Syakira which is very safe in the bank because it is protected very much either by Ghaishan who makes double secret codes at random.
So, only the accounts belonging to Syakira could not be hacked by Alejandro's men. After enjoying the lunch, the heads of state were currently chatting with each other.
Mr. Stranger tried his best to avoid Amran who had continuously made him nervous. But just willing to avoid himself, his aide was whispering something to the stranger master.
"Sorry sir. You are asked by the president so that we immediately return to our country because there are strange problems associated with you," whispered his aide look anxious.
"What's the weird problem?" asked the stranger sir while taking a heavy breath.
"I don't really understand. You better ask directly the president," said his aide.
"Don't you see that we're currently having an Asian-European meeting?" said Mr. stranger annoyed.
"Good sir." The adjutant returned to where he had originally stood there in an upright manner.
Amran who knew the Italian a little, pulled the corner of his lips looking at the attitude of Mr. Stranger who did not want to be caught at this time.
Amran finally invited his country guests to return to their meeting room. He invited his guests to go to bed early so they could travel to the city of Bandung in the early hours to attend an Asia-Europe meeting at the Asia-Africa building in the rainy city.
"Why should you travel at night? And why not use a fast train?" ask the South Korean president.
"alright. I deliberately asked us to travel at night because it avoids traffic jams during the day. I do not want the activities of the people of Jakarta will be disrupted when they drive on the road which we will cross" said Amran sage.
"OKs. Pretty reasonable. Well for the sake of your people we are happy to do it" said the South Korean president.
"alright. Then please rest! See you at one in the morning" said Amran ended his meeting that night.
At around ten p.m., police officers conducted a sweep along the road that would be passed by the president and a group of state guests.
After the road was sterile from other motorists, the president invited the group of state guests to leave at exactly one in the morning.
"Make sure my people don't feel the traffic jam when our car passes by" Amran told a nodding aide.
"Ready sir."
Everything is ready in their respective cars to the city of Bandung. Because it departs at night, the group of guests of the country is quite comfortable because the atmosphere looks so calm. As the host, Amran chose to depart the last because he wanted to make sure his guest trip was not experiencing obstacles.
When entering the toll gate, apparently there was quite heavy rain. The speed of the vehicle is set at a stable speed so as not to have an accident. But unfortunately, severe congestion occurs in the toll road in the opposite direction that leads Bandung-Jakarta.
Amran and Nabilla had seen severe traffic jams along the motorway that night fall on Sunday. Amran asked his driver to slow down their vehicle so that he could see the congestion situation that occurred in the toll road to Jakarta.
"What's going on? Why is it stuck so long?" ask Amran.
"Sorry sir. There was an accident in the opposite direction due to the collision streak. An ambulance is currently rescuing a pregnant woman who had to give birth immediately because her stomach suddenly contracted due to shock" said the driver.
"What...? the victim was a pregnant woman ..?" nabilla Sentak.
"Yes mother. Reportedly if the victim was pregnant with triplets," said the driver made Nabilla's body immediately weakened.
"Daddy. We have to do something with the victim. If you rely on an ambulance, I'm sure the woman will not survive" said Nabilla worried.
"Please pull the car over, sir..! I wanted to see the accident" Nabilla's plea left the driver and two aides looking confused.
"But ma'am, it was just a small accident" the adjutant said.
"But he is human just like us. Don't look too much at the president's status as a rare item that needs to be closely guarded. But my husband was able to get to this position, maybe his prayers were more heard by God who came from the victim," said Nabilla made the driver and aide very satisfied.
Just this time they saw president Amran and his wife Nabilla who were second to none in this new era. Truly a trustworthy and fun leader.
The car stopped in front of the accident. Amran and Nabilla went down and not long before the medical helicopter came. Seeing their president so caring made the riders and police flinch.
"Father president.pak Amran ....By Allah..!" they held haru.
"Assalamualaikum.good morning!" sapa Amran immediately saw the condition of the victim.
Nabilla approached the pregnant woman who was the victim of the accident.
"How is she doing, Mom? what's that hurt? Just tell me let me ask the medical team to take care of you," asked Nabilla while rubbing the victim's hair.
"God's Masya. Is this the president's mother? I spoke to the president's mother? I did not dream of hiks ..hiks ..hiks ...!" bu mil's cry broke out as Nabilla embraced her affectionately. Nabilla also kissed her forehead and rubbed her big belly. Nabilla prayed briefly on Bu's stomach that mile before being carried into the helicopter.
"I will try to visit my mother in the hospital. Insha'allah. May the mother and her twins all survive. Now I'm focused on having a cesarean section!" nabilla said making Bu mil it kissed Nabilla's hand while crying.
"Hopefully the longevity of Nabilla's mother ...! Thanks for your attention...! I wait for the arrival of my mother. I'll give you my baby names Nabilla and Amran. Can you ma'am?" pinta Bu mil's..
"May mother..!"
Medical intervention is ready to take pregnant women to the hospital with her husband. The other victim was taken to a nearby hospital. The helicopter flew quickly to the mother's hospital in Mariska.
Amran and Nabilla immediately say goodbye to the people on the highway who are willing to queue just for a salaman with Amran who wants to serve his people who want photos and embrace him tightly.
"Thank you, Mr. Amran. If it could be the president of Indonesia for life let our grandchildren live as prosperous as these five years," said another.
"real sir. Agree...! We support you...!" they said while crying.
"May always be healthy and vigorous. Sorry, my mom and my brother all. My wife and I have to go to bandung because there is a state event tomorrow morning. Follow traffic signs to be safe until the destination. Don't forget to pray and keep thinking!" remember Amran to fellow Muslims and remain tolerant of other religions.
"Goodbye, Mr. Amran !"
"May we reach our destination!"
"Well always sir!"
Shouts of motorists willing to get off their cars only want to meet with Amran and Nabilla.
The bulletproof car was sliding rapidly towards Bandung. The other riders instantly returned and got into their respective cars with satisfied hearts and great relief to be able to meet their idol president.
"I'm willing to be Amran's assistant president for the rest of my life" said one of the truck drivers who was so happy when Amran wanted to take a photo with him while embracing his shoulder.