Crazy Rich Looking for Love

Chapters 121. Prepare for Belgium

Indonesia

Halim Hadinata's physical condition declined slightly after Ditya's silent departure. Although Halim's condition is not as severe as usual. I don't know, maybe because of the great responsibility towards the company makes Halim try hard and strong in his old age. The old man chose to stay in Jakarta so he could keep an eye on his company closer. Assisted by his wife Meliana, the two elderly parents took care of the company again.

That afternoon, after three days of Ditya's departure, Marisa, accompanied by Firstan, came to visit her parents. Halim and his wife who returned to their old house in the Menteng area, had to get used to all the work routines that had been abandoned over the past few years.

"Dad, Mom ...." Marisa greets both her parents in turn.

Halim who was sitting on the living room sofa accompanied by his wife, Meliana looked stiff and did not react.

"Ci ...." Meliana greeted Marisa with tears. Both of his hands were open, ready to welcome his long-lost daughter. Usually he can only hug Marisa in a dream, staring at Marisa in the form of photos sent by the people of Halim. However, now Marisa actually came after her twenties were gone.

"Mommy ...." Marisa half-runs, hugging her mother. His tears spilled, longing that had been kept in his chest sipped out.

"Ci, Mommy can finally hold you." There was a tone of relief within the voice of the elderly woman. Like a burden lifted off his shoulders.

"Mommy always prays, hoping God will bring you this day. Mommy was scared .. didn't have a chance to hug Mommy's child while still breathing. Mommy misses you, baby." Meliana held Marisa tight. Kissed until satisfied. Although Marisa is not a child anymore, for Meliana still Marisa her son who wants to continue to embrace her.

After breaking her arms to Mommy, Marisa turns to look at Halim. Daddy looks terrible as always. Rigid face with hard jawline, no softness at all.

"Dad ...." Marisa walked over hesitantly. Seeing that Halim did not react and make a sound, the mother of a son ventured into a hug.

"Dad, I'm sorry I just came by now. I know, I was wrong against you all this time." Marisa was crying loudly in Halim's arms. His body shook, slumped down to the floor. Crouching and hugging Halim's feet.

"Dad, I'm sorry I've been unfilial to you." Marisa is back.

There was no answer, but Halim's eyes glazed over. The wrinkled hand trembled, slowly patting the tip of Marisa's head.

"Go home, help me take care of the company." Halim said flatly. “Your naughty sister is really troublesome."

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Marisa's happiness is literally bursting with just one sentence coming out of Halim's lips.

"Yes, Dad," said Marisa while rubbing her tears. He turned to look at his son, Firstan.

"First, say hello there," said Marisa.

"And this is Wai po," Marisa continued pointing towards Meliana.

Firstan was confused by the unusual call on his tongue. According to him, it is enough to call Opa and Oma like most people. Even so, he still complies.

"Garng fish ...."

"Po city ..." greeting Firstan.

"Come here!" pinta Halim's.

With hesitation, Firstan approached and hugged his grandfather who was called Wai geng.

"You're this big. Study at Halim Group, you can help Mami and Jiu jiu." Halim.

Firstan nodded. He could feel the gentle clap of the grandfather's hand on his back.

The blue show did not last long. Halim invites her daughter and her first grandchild to enjoy lunch together.

"Your husband didn't come?" ask Mommy during lunch together. For the first time, Marisa eats one table back with her family.

Marisa fell silent. His view shifted to Halim. "My husband still has a little work to do." Marisa answered slowly. Not willing to answer honestly, if her husband is not willing to come because he does not want to accept humiliation again from his daddy.

Hearing Marisa's reply, Halim laughed sinisterly. "It's just arrogant. Never changed before. There is no rule that I as a parent go to him and apologize. Shouldn't it be the younger ones who do it" Halim quipped.

"I want to see, he can hold on until when. Do not let it later after I've been stiffened in the coffin just want to come to apologize," continued Halim with a firm tone.

"Yes, Dad. Forgive my husband." Marisa said slowly.

"It's not your job to apologize on his behalf. That apology cannot be represented!" firmly Halim.

"Good, Dad."

"First, this is for you." Halim who had finished her lunch suddenly removed the ring that was coiled on her middle finger. The gold ring with the shape of a dragon decorated with gemstones was placed on the table.

"Joe, please take his place," Halim told her assistant.

"It's a gift from my papa before he died. I present it to you, my first grandchild, First Samudra." Halim said with a smile.

"Thank you, Wai gong."

***

Netherlands ( Netherlands )

For a few days, we traveled around Holland. Ditaya finally brought Frolline to Belgium. There are many places they have visited. Amsterdam, The Hague, Rotterdam, Utrecht and there are a few more cities.

In addition to the beautiful canal Amsterdam, Ditya also brought Frolline to visit Begijnhof. A field located in the center of Amsterdam. There are many places in Amsterdam that both visit. From Royale Palace of Amsterdam, Bloemenmarkt (Floating Flower Market) to Oosterpark. Spring in the Netherlands makes Ditya free to take his wife around. Exploring that windmill country.

They also visited the Keukenhof flower garden. Stop by at Kinderdijk Village or 1000 pinwheel village. A tourist village located in the Alblasserwaard area.

There are many tourist attractions that they visit. From Berkse Bergen Safari Park, Rijksmuseum, Madurodam (miniature city with scale 1 :25 ) is located in Scheveningen, The Hague. Ditya also had time to invite Frolline to visit Jordaan and Leiden.

"Fro, are you okay?" tanya Ditya saw his wife sitting on the bed while massaging her calves. They had just returned to the apartment, having enjoyed dinner at one of the Asian restaurants. During his stay in the Netherlands, Ditya chose to settle in an apartment.

"My leg hurts, Ko," complained Frolline. During his tour of the Netherlands, he and Ditya more often walk than while still living in Indonesia, to everywhere down by car.

"You want a massage?" tawar Ditya's.

"Mau, Ko," said Frolline.

Dropping his body on the bed, Ditya moved both of Frolline's legs over his lap.

"Here?" tanya Ditya, start massaging his wife's calves.

"Yes, Ko. It's there."

The gentle Ditya massage can make tired and tired it disappears for a moment. Frolline almost fell asleep while leaning against a pile of pillows as her phone vibrated on the nightstand.

"Ko, please get it." Frolline put her hands together, ready to welcome the cell phone.

"Who is Fro calling you these nights?" ask Ditya curiously.

Frolline shook her head. Her clawed fingers were shifting to find out. He froze for a moment after opening a video that someone sent him. Number not listed in the contact.

"Dad ..." Ditya's voice was heard in the video footage.

"What is that, Fro?" She panicked as soon as she heard her own voice.

"I don't know, Ko. Let me hear it through to the end."

"Get me your phone, Fro," asked Ditya, asking Frolline not to continue the recording until it was finished.

"No! Let me see it through to the end, Ko," refused Frolline back on.

The pregnant woman was crying, her tears were pouring out to hold back the sadness shortly after seeing the video footage of Ditya aimed at Daddy.

"Ko, why do you have to do this. Let's go back to Indonesia. Poor Daddy," said Frolline in a trembling voice.

"No, Fro. We're staying here." He immediately hugged Frolline. His wife's long hair.

"After our baby was born, we just returned to Indonesia," continued Ditya, rubbing the flat stomach Frolline.

"Koko wants to make you happy during this pregnancy. Kink ... Koko won't see you crying again, Fro. Do you know, Fro? Every time you cry, our baby cries." Ditya said softly.

Ditya's words were so touching. Which woman is not being treated that way. Ditya took off a lot of things to bring him here. Frolline knows that. However, when she saw her husband kneel apologizing to Daddy, she was completely filled. He saw Ditya's sacrifice for him and their unborn child.

"Koko, I'm sorry. Am I being so selfish?" asked Frolline, scattering her arms around Ditya tightly.

"It's okay. Right now you're all that matters to Koko, Fro." Ditya parsed his embrace and kissed Frolline's lips at a glance.

"I don't care if Koko wants to go back to Indonesia."

"No, we'll enjoy this holiday. After you give birth, we return to Indonesia. Our son needs Daddy's name."

"Huh?" Frolline doesn't understand.

"Come here. Koko will explain to you. Our baby will be Daddy's first grandchild to carry on the Lim surname."

"Koko doesn't really understand either, but our son's middle name will show his identity. That he was born in the generation to the Lim family. As Koko's name, Lim Rung Wei. The name Rung in the middle of it indicates generation. Any Lim family born in the same generation as Koko, will have the same middle name."

"Oh my God, is this Koko serious?" Frolline.

Ditya.

"Is that how much this kid means to your family, Ko." Frolline rubbed her own stomach.

"Yes ...." Stuck down.

"So Koko please, you want to understand Daddy's attitude against our marriage. Daddy's attitude is so concerned with seeds bebet and weights for my wife. Because the baby born from the womb of my wife, my children, my offspring is the successor of my family. A little different from Marisa. Whatever Marisa's choice, it doesn't have much effect on the family. Marisa's sister when married is no longer part of the Lim.” family

"You know, Fro. When Daddy found out Marisa was married to her husband. Daddy was crying so much in front of everyone because unfortunately for Marisa. Daddy wanted to make sure that the beloved daughter he grew up lovingly was left to a family he could trust, but it turned out that Marisa decided her own attitude. In my family tradition, when girls get married, it's time for the family to let go. Marisa's sister already belongs to someone else. Belongs to his family-in-law. Sister Marisa must help her husband serve his family-in-law."

"In my family all children are the same, Ko. Not like this. No one gets special treatment. All kids are the same."

Ditya smiled. "Daddy is the same. She loves me and sister Marisa is just as big, but Koko is the boy in the family. Koko's responsibility is big. Koko not only has to take care of the company, Koko also has to take care of Daddy and Mommy as well as Mama. Even Koko has to take responsibility for Marisa and her son as well if needed. Koko must make sure the family is not separated after Daddy is no more. Koko takes over Daddy's duties and becomes the head of the family. Unlike Sister Marisa, she has no responsibility for it."

Frolline. Honestly, at the moment Frolline was touched by all the things Ditya did for her.

"Ko, I'm sorry. I didn't know all this time."

"Fro, Koko has not been unwilling to leave Daddy for you, but Koko has a responsibility. Even when Daddy and Mommy die, Koko still has the responsibility to escort the two to their final resting place. And that can only be done by boys, not girls" Ditya explained.

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Wai gong is a call for maternal grandparents.

Wai po is a call to grandmother on the mother's side.

Jiu jiu is a call to the sister or elder brother of the mother.