
Frolline walked out of the doctor's office with a happy smile. Clutching tightly black and white photos that had been pinned by nurses in the pregnancy checkbook provided by the hospital.
Of course as a woman, she was very happy to welcome her first pregnancy. Millions of feelings were difficult to express the young mother-to-be when the doctor stated that she was actually pregnant while showing the fetal pouch that was residing in her uterus through ultrasound examination, it is displayed on a large screen hanging on the wall. From a lying position, he could see clearly even though he did not understand at all.
Walking to the administration while waiting for the vitamins prescribed by the doctor to be prepared, Frolline chose to sit down. Netraya back to look at the photo of his son-in-law.
“What I send on cocoa only, yes.” Frolline seemed to think. A second later both corners of her lips were pulled upwards. He was guessing how Ditya reacted when he received a picture message from him.
“Em .. I won't write any captions. Let him guess for himself.” Frolline put the ultrasound paper on the lap. Grab the smart phone from inside the bag and start taking the brightest and most interesting photos.
There were a few shots, Frolline looked confused. “This one only. Hem ...” Exhaling roughly, Frolline pressed the send button after being convinced.
“Ok ... send and done!” said Frolline whispering softly. Be prepared for the husband's reaction.
***
Surabayan.
Taking an air journey of approximately 1.5 hours Jakarta - Surabaya, Ditya accompanied by Matt finally arrived at the residence of Halim Hadinata safely. Along the journey was filled with anxiety, Ditya could breathe a sigh of relief when he saw the condition of the daddy who was still asleep after being short of breath and his tension soared up.
Accompanied by the mommy, Ditya chose to lay down in his room after making sure the daddy was okay.
“What happened, Mom?” tanya Ditya while holding the doorknob. Swing it, then stepped inside the room as soon as the door opened. His body was tired, tired and of course lack of sleep, Ditya decided to clean up and rest for a while while waiting for daddy to wake up from his mouth.
“Papi Sandra visited here a few days ago.” Mommy opens her voice, starts the story. The woman who still looks beautiful in her old age, followed in. It was seen that Madame Halim Hadinata dropped her vulnerable body on the sofa room.
“Then?” Ditya was just about to throw his dirty clothes into the basket, but mommy's statement kept him off guard.
“Papi Sandra expresses her disappointment to our family, especially at daddy.”
Ditya sat on the sofa bare-chested, ignoring his random appearance. Currently, he is more interested in the information that the mommy will share.
Tidying her hair with her fingers, Ditya upheld her seat. “What happened, Mom?” tanya Ditya is still waiting.
“Let's daddy will tell you directly what happened. Mommy can't interfere too far with your affairs with daddy.”
“Prepare yourself to face daddy's anger. Em ... please do not make the daddy pain worse,” said mommy commemorating Ditya. She didn't want anything bad to happen to her husband. Their families have been separated for decades. He did not want to repeat the same thing.
After mommy said goodbye, Ditya continued his intention that had been delayed.Cleaned himself and rested his tired body for a moment. There were many questions that plagued his mind, plus his longing for Frolline increasingly made his eyes reluctant to be closed.
“Just gone for a while, but Koko already missed you, Schatzi.” Ditya fumbling nightstand by the side of the bed. Trying to find his cell phone. Going to the office or going to Surabaya both have to part with Frolline, but it feels much different. At this moment, he felt distant and lost.
"Gosh, I forgot. I've been putting it on Matt since the plane." Ditya patted his forehead while chuckling.
***
Back in the soft bed while daydreaming of his wife. He fell asleep in the end too. I don't know how long you've been asleep. The sun has also crept in the shoots of the crown. Ditya woke up as Matt shook his body violently, shouting without pause.
"Boss, get up now!" Matt wakes his employer in a panic.
"What's up, Matt?" ask her with a hoarse voice.
"Boss, called the big boss now!" said Matt with a panic attack.
"Well! Daddy's up? What time is it?" ditya asked, jumping out of bed. Still had time to yawn wide, throw away the drowsiness that refused to go.
His face was still disheveled, a typical look of waking up. Without waiting any longer, he ran towards the bathroom to wash his face. Ditya could hear Matt's voice giving him information.
"Now it's almost noon. Lunch soon, but the big Boss asks the Boss to meet him first in the room. It's been waiting for you since." Matt explains.
“As usual, Boss. Angry!” matt's story.
"Brengse'k you, Matt! Why haven't you woken me up since?" gerutu Ditya upset.
Hearing Ditya's swearing, Matt could only stroke his chest. It had awakened Ditya since then, but his master was so sound. Even so, he is still to blame.
"Always! He sleeps like a dead man but I am always to blame. If it is not the son of Halim Hadinata, it has been drained using water a bucket earlier," Matt grumbled softly. Not wanting to hear it from Ditya.
Hurriedly changing clothes, Ditya ran into the elevator while tidying up the shirt he was wearing. He's not gonna be late for daddy. It could have been that the old man went berserk again in the midst of his unstable condition. Although they differ in opinion and views, Ditya does not want daddy to be sick. His love and devotion to Halim will not change, although daddy until now still does not want to approve his marriage to Frolline.
"Dad, what's wrong?" Ditya stepped inside his daddy's room. But his steps came to a halt when a wooden stick was thrown at him, almost hitting the temple.
"Dad ...." Dita greeted once again. His voice sounded ordinary while staring at the wooden stick lying resignedly near where he stood.
"What did you tell Papi Sandra, young master? Why is he so angry coming at me?" ask daddy with a face full of anger.
"I don't know anything, Dad." Ditya tried to answer as calmly as possible. Not wanting the answer to make Halim's anger even more so.
"You satisfied now? The house came to see me with his anger. Deciding unilaterally the arranged marriage that has been agreed between the two families," said Halim.
The elderly man sat on the side of the bed. The reserves were fiery with both hands clenched. The eyeballs are flushed with breaths up and down. Looking at Joe, the assistant tried to calm down. Standing beside Halim while rubbing the old man's upper arm.
"What do you want now? After the House severed your engagement to Sandra unilaterally, you thought I would bless your relationship with that girl!" todong Halim with a loud breath. He had to squeeze his chest to control his emotions so as not to become more. Pain suddenly strikes the heart every time he remembers the words of his good friend.
Shouting since then, his breathing was also crowded. As if dissatisfied to vent his anger on the house, he forced Ditya to come in various ways. Of course he would spray his anger on Ditya as well. The problem culprit.
"Dad, I don't know anything" Ditya explained. He is still trying to defend himself. However, a happy glimmer burst into the chest upon learning that her engagement and wedding to Sandra that was supposed to be held soon had already been cancelled.
"don't know? I'm sure this is part of your plan, "accuse Halim with a hostile face. His voice sounded loud.
"Dad, I beg you. What is wrong with Frolline? He has to change what he is like, and then you will accept it" asked Ditya walking closer.
Halim chuckled, staring cynically at her only son. Looking at his current expression and anger, anyone would not have expected that this old man was ill.
***
TB