Crazy Rich Looking for Love

Chapter 103: When guilt hits

Ditya stepped in after passing two security people. Without pointing at the invitation, he could waltz inside. In addition to having been often in and out of the place, the workers there have been very familiar with the relationship Ditya who is a good friend of the owner of the place.

The thump of music sounded so loud, a beautiful disc jokey in sexy clothes stood in the middle of the podium with his war gear. The atmosphere is not too crowded, because the event is closed to the public.

Ditya can recognize familiar faces that are none other than his colleagues and friends. Some are also fellow business people who are members of big motor clubs and sports cars. There are also fellow teammates at the golf club. Ah, he just realized that it took too long to withdraw his association since being with Frolline. Usually the night time is spent with them, now spent alone with his wife.

There are those who come alone, there are also accompanied by beautiful women who specifically brought them from outside. Some are lovers, close friends and best friends.

“Bro!” exclaimed Ditya, patting his partner's shoulder as well as the owner of the place. In addition, this friend is also the owner of the event tonight. "

“Wow, Mr. Lim. How are you doing? You came too. I was pessimistic when I sent the invitation.”

“Good. I happen to have time.” Ditya dropped his body on a bar stool, accompanying his friend who was enjoying a glass of whiskey.

“Pride for me, Bro.” The friend patted the shoulder wrapped in a white shirt.

“Martini or bloody mary?” bargain again to Ditya, calling two of Ditya's favorite drinks

Ditya. Since marrying Frolline, she left all the drinks. Already promised his wife, in front or behind still he will not cheat Frolline.

“Orange juice em .. potatoes and fries!” exclaimed Ditya, making his friend uproar instantly.

“You're serious? Oh my God, I look at other people. Not Ditya Lim who sits here,” he said pasting the back of his hand on his best friend's forehead.

Even so, he still asked a servant to prepare the order Ditya mentioned. Several months did not meet, many changes were clearly visible from this colleague.

“What order?” tanya Ditya, spread her gaze around.

“Nothing. We will be touring again soon to Sumatra. You have been inactive for a long time, of course, missed a lot of news. How's Sandra doing? You guys got married, right?”

Ditya.

“I'm married, Bro. Not with Sandra,” firmly Ditya. Sontak made his conversation partner stumble.

“Serious?” tanyanya did not believe. During this time there was no news, suddenly keeping the happy news secretly.

“Congratulation! I have to announce it to all of them,” he said hugging Ditya. Happiness emanated clearly, while pointing to some other colleagues who were chatting.

Just about to stand up, the tip of Ditya's eyes caught the presence of Sandra who stepped in accompanied by a beautiful girl with a million charms. The fame that made him growl in the media.

“Sandra!” half a scream. Waving his hand asked the girl to come closer.

“How are you? I guess you didn't come,” he said, immediately hugging and anchoring kisses on the left and right cheeks. Next do the same to Sandra's partner.

“Honey, you came too?” sandra asked, circulating her gaze, looking for the whereabouts of Frolline.

“Yes, Frolline is on business. So do not accompany.” Ditya stood up, hugging the short-haired girl without awkwardness. As if knowing the meaning of the spotlight Sandra's eyes that swept across the entire corner of the room.

“Hai, I'm Vica,” greet friend Sandra introduce herself. He thrust his hand with a sweet smile.

“Hai, Ditya Halim Hadinata,” said Ditya, introduced himself, welcoming the hand hanging in front of him.

“This one's sold out, Vic. Don't approach. Already someone has,” as good as Sandra, half joking. Pointing towards Ditya, smacking a smile.

“Why not be invited here? At the very least, your wife knows what your life really is like. Isn't he able to learn, understand and adapt,” explained Sandra.

“All right I stay first. Say hello to Om and Auntie,” Sandra said before taking her friend away.

After finishing a glass of orange juice, Ditya chatted more with friends. There were many beautiful and classy girls accompanying them. From top models to the daughter of high-end conglomerates and socialites.

There is not much serious talk, just a thin discussion about business and activities in sports car clubs. Some had fun with the girls he brought. Some choose to spend time making out with their girlfriends or lovers.

Chatting with his friends, Ditya could forget for a moment his problem with Frolline. Even he deactivated his phone, not wanting to be bothered by things that could make the head dizzy. He tells Matt not to bother him for any reason.

The casual conversation only ended after the day changed. At exactly 02:10, Ditya decided to go home. As soon as he walked out the door, Ditya was surprised by Matt's near-asleep presence waiting for him.

“What's Matt?” ask Ditya, wonder.

“Em ... The lady is waiting downstairs. Calling repeatedly, I dare not bother you, Boss.” Matt complained.

“Why not tell me? Where is Fro now?” cerca Ditya's. His eyes were round, holding back the upset as soon as he found out that his wife was following.

“Waiting in car. In the parking lot with Zoe,” explains Matt.

“B’fuck you, Matt! Should have told me from the beginning,” Ditya's nag. Without asking any further, ran towards the parking lot to meet his wife. .

In the later, tailed Matt while cursing in the heart. Upset when Ditya throws anger at her. Before going inside, he heard clearly the orders of his superiors.

“If it's like this, everyone gets blamed!” matt grumbled in heart. Want it to feel raging, but do not dare because whatever happens the boss is always right and the subordinates are never wrong.

***

Frolline was already asleep in the back seat when someone opened the car door without excuse. Drowsiness was already too domineering, he did not have the spirit to open his eyes. Zoe, the driver was chatting with Han not far from their parked car.

“Fro, why not tell Koko that you're waiting here?” ditya asked, clutching his wife's shoulders. Tucked guilt in his tone. What's more when he saw the woman he loved exhausted and asleep.

“Hmmmm.”

“Why not go inside, Fro?” ditya asked, looking fixed on his wife's sleepy face. Lost is upset, gone is disappointed. Replacing the sense of pity that covers the niches of his heart. Striking the egi he nurtured a few hours ago.

“Coko is done?” asked Frolline, in a hoarse voice. His eyes blinked a few times, then closed again. Hours after hours of sleepiness, he gave up half an hour ago. And asked Zoe to wait for her husband.

“Ya, forgive Koko. Should have waited at home. Have you eaten?” ask Ditya again.

Not getting an answer, Frolline wrapped her hands around her husband's waist, laying her body in Ditya's arms.

“Fro ...”

“I'm sleepy. Want to sleep,” said, smile. Seemed comfortable and calm, enjoying the scent of her man's perfume. Hearing the rhythm of Ditya's regular heartbeat, making his sleep deeper and deeper.

“Fro, forgive Koko,” whispered Ditya, peeping his wife's head slowly.

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TB

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