Crazy Rich Looking for Love
Chapter 123: Etretat Beach, Normandy, France
France.
During the tour of France, there have been many places visited by both. Their journey begins with a visit to the Eiffel Tower and enjoy a steak at Le Jules Verne located on the second floor of the Eiffel Tower. They also visited several places such as the Louvre Museum, Orsay Museum, Palace of Versailles.
Not to be missed, Ditya also brought Frolline to visit the Arc The Triomphe, a historical monument which is also another icon of France. In addition to visiting tourist attractions that have historical history, Ditya also took the time to accompany Frolline shopping. Already tracking feet in the center of the fashion world, of course not perfect if not shopping for bags, perfumes, jewelry and clothing.
During the marriage, Frolline did not demand much. On this occasion he wanted to pamper Frolline with all the things he liked. Ditya wants this Frolline pregnancy to be the most beautiful thing in his wife's life. Married simply, there is no reception and honeymoon, faced with a world that does not fit the dream. Losing many things in life including his parents, Ditya wanted to make his wife happy in the midst of the sadness of his life.
And according to Frolline's request, they also stopped by in Normandie. Don't be asked how Frolline felt when he stepped foot into this place. Etretat Beach, an awesome corner of the Alabaster coastline in the English Channel. With a view of the steep cliff curved combined with strong gusts of sea wind. The quiet waves of the beach hit the cliff with the aroma of the sea so thick.
Trudging, Frolline looked at the stone stairs leading to the top of the cliff. The view above the cliff is even more beautiful. The pregnant woman seemed to enter into her dreams. Starting from a television drama series in the early 2000s, until finally he expressed his desire to visit this place with Firstan. And now, he was actually there, standing on one of the high cliffs at Etretat, setting foot in Normandy. It's just not with Firstan, she's here with Ditya, her husband. Yes, Ditya granted one of his dreams.
“Yes God, this is beautiful, Koko.” Frolline stood on the edge of the cliff. With his phone immortalize every corner. A strong gust of wind blew his long brown hair away. Beautiful fluttering in the wind with a long floral chiffon dress that closes to the ankles.
“You like it? It's more beautiful than dinner at Eiffel?” ditya asked, suddenly hugging tightly around Frolline's waist from behind.
“Ya,” short answer with a nod.
“You stay here?” tawar Ditya again.
“Can?”
“Sure. We can buy a house in the area. So you can visit here often.”
“Really?” ask Frolline. He could feel Ditya's tight embrace with the man's breath down his naked nape.
“Ya,” says Ditya while peeling his wife's neck. Both of them stared at the vast sea. Throughout the eye looked at only the blue ocean bounded with the horizon.
“Coko felt at the end there Indonesia,” joked Ditya. His hand pointed towards the boundary of the sky and the ocean which was like a transverse line.
“I know this place from a television drama series. Does Koko know? The female actor expressed her love here. That's romantic once, Ko.” Frolline was so excited to tell me. Her face was beaming adorable with both hands clasping each other in front of her chest.
“Hmm .. so, is it?” ask Ditya. The man dropped his chin on Frolline's shoulder. The twitching of his hands was getting tighter locking tightly into his wife's stomach.
“Dan .. when was Koko that lucky, Fro. Koko also hopes there is a woman who is willing to express her love to me in this place,”ucap Ditya slowly. Cheeked at Frolline's shoulders with eyes fixed on his wife's red met cheeks. Either because of exhaustion or because of his flirting.
“That is, Ko?” Frolline looked to the side. Looking at her husband who was looking at her expectantly.
Ditya took a deep breath. “When you will declare your love for Koko. It's been too long. Don't you feel sorry for this old man.” Decks in the Frolline's body are getting harder.
The blush! The red hue on Frolline's cheeks grew increasingly flaming. Ditya's frank expression embarrassed him.
“I ... I .. em .. happy with you, Ko.” Frolline. He wanted to say his feelings even further, but his tongue was murky. It feels so embarrassing.
“I feel lucky to have you. I ... never regret marrying you, Ko.”
“Lalu ... what else?” todong Ditya, waiting for his wife's sweet words.
“You were the best during this.”
“Only that?” tanya Ditya with a clear look.
“Ko ..” Frolline blushed in embarrassment.
“Ya, Koko knows. Love cannot be forced. Even good looks and possessions cannot buy love. Koko admitted that. Koko is grateful, so far you still survive on Koko's side. At least so far you've been honest with Koko. What you said was enough to make Koko happy. At least it's better to be honest, than to pretend to love Koko. That's more painful.”
“Koko's still waiting for you, Fro. Waiting for you to love me with our baby.” His hand rubbed gently on Frolline's flat stomach.
“This baby is present not because of love, but Koko hopes she can be one of your reasons to love Koko,” whispered Ditya.
Frolline said nothing. He just nodded and grabbed Ditya's hand that was locking his stomach.
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Berlin, Germany.
Satisfied traveling around France, although not all the places they visited, finally Ditya brought his wife to Germany. There were various considerations that eventually led Ditya to take this step, including Matt's report of his mother being expelled from Indonesia for her disappearance.
If previously Ditya brought Frolline around the Netherlands, Belgium and France by car. This time the man decided to use an air flight to Berlin, the capital of Germany and where his mother had lived all this time. The distance between Paris - Berlin is approximately 1048.18 kilometers with a travel time of more than ten hours by car, making Ditya take this decision.
Frolline pregnancy is still vulnerable makes the man does not want to take risks. Departing from Paris Charles de Gaulle international airport, it only takes one hour and forty minutes, both of which can breathe the air of spring in Germany. Upon arriving at Berlin's Brandenburg airport, Ditya clutched his wife's hand tightly. As a husband, he understood very well what Frolline was feeling right now.
“All must be well, Fro. Koko will always be with you,” whispered Ditya shortly after sitting side by side in the taxi.
About thirty minutes exploring the streets of the city, the taxi they ride into a residential area. Before long, the taxi stopped right at a brownish cream-colored two-story house. The large house with two car garages on the left and right sides of the house looked deserted. The flowers in the grounds begin to bloom after a long period of winter snow.
“Come. This is my childhood home, Fro,” story Ditya.
The sound of a bell at the door, a few minutes later appeared mama Ditya greeted the two with a flat look.
“Ma, I'm coming. Have the house assistant bring my suitcase and Fro into the room. Oh yeah, my car left in Paris, have your man take care of it,” Pinta Ditya dragged his wife into the house without permission. He did not even give time for the stale Frolline.
“Why at a time like this, he looks so much like the old man!” gerutu Mama Ditya's.
“Watch your own house, Fro. If mama's messing around, we'll put our feet up. I still have a house in Frankfrut,”, Ditya said, threatening his mother. The middle-aged woman stood up with both hands folded on her chest.
“Puas play, go home to Indonesia, Ko. You're lucky Daddy's still sane, didn't kick you out of the family,” grumbled Mama Ditya. Researching the child and daughter-in-law who are sitting on the living room sofa.
“Where to go, Ma? My house is with my son and wife.” Ditya answered confidently while leaning off his unwind.
“Badness. Mama's serious, Ko. Your daddy is old, his breath is gone. His life is just days. Home soon. Do not let your rights and your child be dragged by others.” Mama Ditya reminded.
“And you!” This time Lily's words were aimed at Frolline.
“A wife should support her husband. Not to bother the husband. Marriage is like that. We as women go into other people's families, have to follow the rules that are already there. Can't be as displeased. What would a household like this be. What would your son be if his parents were like this. How do you educate your children later,” continued Mama Ditya shook his head. Looked cynically at both.
“I am not educated. I wasn't born into a respectable family like your daddy and mommy, but I tried to obey my husband. Serving and supporting my husband in my own way. Maybe I can't help Halim like Meliana, but I also don't want to trouble her.”
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