Crazy Rich Looking for Love
Chapter 125: Be a responsible man
“You just interrupt!” gerutu Ditya while picking up Frolline's clothes. The man walked towards the bed, smilingly looking at his wife's red-faced face holding in shame.
“Fro, wait for me in the bathroom. We soak together,” whispered Ditya, putting clothes on Frolline's lap.
“Ko ..”
“Ssttt, let me take care of this troublemaker first. Wait for me in the bathtub,” whispered Ditya.
Nearly two months away from Indonesia, leaving responsibility and jobs behind. He took the time to enjoy life and have fun with his wife. Paying for the tears, tears and sadness that he had been presenting to Frolline. Ditya hopes, the period of pregnancy Frolline become the most beautiful times.
Frolline, without protest, hurried to follow Ditya's orders. He did not want to bear any more embarrassment when he had to fight with his mother-in-law.
The two pairs of eyes followed the timid movement of Frolline's steps towards the bathroom with a blanket wrapped around the body.
“Until when, Ko? It's been almost two months. Man needs to work not only because of responsibility but for his brain to function perfectly. Where to take it? What do you want to be?” nagel Mama Ditya after making sure the bathroom door closed perfectly.
“Not to think about. I keep working. My restaurant in England is still running even though it wasn't as big as pocket money when I was Halim's son.
“What kind of life are you living now, Ko.” Mama Ditya is still grumbling. He threw his body on the bed. Accidentally occupying the underwear belonging to Frolline that was scattered on the bed.
“I married her simply. There was no reception, no fancy party or any of her family. Just an endorsement before God and the law. There was no application procession and I married her without the blessing of my family. Worse, I forced him. He doesn't love me, Ma.” Ditya opens the conversation.
“Before getting married, I did not treat her as worthy of a respectable woman. We lived at home before I made her my wife. Worse, I asked for my rights without thinking about her feelings. That time all I thought about was that I had to get it. If I hadn't gotten her heart, I would have had to take my right to tie her up. The shadow of Daddy's rejection made me have to take this step, without considering his feelings.” He dropped his body next to his mother. His gaze looked far away.
Mama Lily smiled bitterly. Remembering her past when she had to get married and get pregnant. He did it without love. Previously, he had to do a series of tests, until the old man agreed to buy it. At the beginning of their meeting, even Halim was so disgusted at him. If it wasn't for Meliana not having a hysterectomy (removal of the uterus) and still being able to get pregnant, she wouldn't have gotten into the Halim family.
“I want to make Frolline happy, Ma. I deliberately took this opportunity. After my son was born and maybe we got Daddy's blessing. The life of Frolline will also change. We might not be able to do crazy things like this anymore, Ma. Our lives will definitely not be as free as they are now.” Ditya.
“Lalu ... what are you planning?” ask Mama Lily.
“Makes Frolline smile as much as I can. You know ... Frolline sacrificed a lot for me. In the midst of compulsion, he never complained or abandoned me. Daddy obviously refused to admit it. However, he still lingers beside me, but you don't love me. He is faithful to our marriage commitment. He still survives our marriage. And now I'm pregnant with my son. Not once, he complained. If he doesn't love me now, I'm saying.”
Mama Ditya listened to the words that came out of her son's lips. His body stiffened as he felt something was amiss in the bed he was sitting on.
“Yes God, what is this?" mama Lily asked while pulling something stuck in her ass. His eyes widened when he found his daughter-in-law's bra was shapeless after sitting on it for a long time.
Stretching lacy and pink-studded objects with standard size Indonesian women. Mama Ditya frowned, her brain was thinking hard.
“Ko, it looks like this is not your taste,” said Mama Lily bluntly. His innocence appeared when he saw the annoyed face of the son
“Not your business. Attachments!” Ditya snatched his wife's underwear.
“Serious, Ko. Your taste is much greater.” Mama Ditya was heartbroken as she recalled the women who often spent time with her son.
“You don't make trouble. My wife will go berserk every time she talks about women.”
“I can't wart. Every time you talk about women, Frolline's mood can change drastically."
Mama Lily was still laughing when her eyeballs were fixed on the breastplate that was now in Ditya's grasp. His son has changed a lot. Marriage makes his beloved son like everyone else.
If Ditya used to judge women by their beauty and sexiness, now it is different. If Ditya used to be able to spend all night playing with many women, now it has changed a lot. If marriage was not in the dictionary of Ditya's life, now the young man will soon become a father.
"Be the man in charge, Ko. To everyone" said Mama Lily.
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During his stay in Berlin, Ditya began to take care of UK visa applications. As usual, he filled out all the administrations on the official website of the Visa Application Centre (VAC) while completing his and Frolline's documents. The UK is one of the countries that designate third parties for the receipt of files and documents.
That afternoon, Ditya and Frolline visited TLScontact Berlin to submit documents as well as biometric photos and fingerprint retrieval.
Pregnant women whose stomachs begin to look enlarged in pregnancy entering the age of six months seem so happy. His hands continued to hold Ditya. Nearly a month of breathing spring air in Germany, Frolline has begun to get used to it.
"Ko, we're going to the Asian supermaket again, huh?" pinta Frolline shortly after exiting the TLScontact office.
"Aren't you tired, Fro?" ditya asked as he rubbed the stomach of the Frolline covered in a warm coat.
"I miss the instant fried noodles." Frolline said honestly.
"Hahaha...no more food you want?" tanya Ditya shook her head.
"Your son wants that, Ko."
"My son or his mother?" sindir Ditya's. Despite this, the man complied. Drive his car to one of the Asian supermakets.
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Go Asia Berlin - South Africa
Ditya just parked his car in a supermaket parking lot. Frolline who went down first already wanted to rush inside. It feels impatient to fill the shopping cart with a variety of food ingredients from Indonesia. Living in Europe for too long, he missed everything about Indonesia.
Just now Frolline stepped up, suddenly the feminine voice calling out her husband's name made the pregnant woman stop.
"Mrs. By Lim."
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