Crazy Rich Looking for Love

Chapter 128: London

“Koko ...” Frolline hugged tightly around Ditya's waist. Just now that the call had been cut off, Frolline had already rushed towards her husband with teary eyes. His big stomach collided with the flat, boxed stomach of the husband. The entanglement was so tight and warm with the head leaning against the chest of Ditya's field. Frolline could feel the beating heart of the man who had accompanied her for almost a year, tying her to a marriage in the last six months.

“Why are you, Schatzi?” ask Ditya. That sturdy hand stroked Frolline's back. Her fingers gently stroked the long unraveled hair like silk that belonged to the mother of her baby.

A smile on the thin lips of pregnant women is enough to answer everything. “I'm happy. Daddy still remembers me, Ko.”

“Hahaha. Daddy's not senile, honey. How could he forget you. Inside you is his most valuable asset. Even all his property and Halim Group is not comparable to what is in your big stomach,” said Ditya tightened his arms.

“Don't be sad anymore. Pregnant women should smile like this every day. Later my son was born in a state of frowning if too often crying. Restu it does need struggle and patience, darling,” explained Ditya.

“Ya.” Short answer, Frolline tiptoed and kissed Ditya's lips. Soft, deep and intoxicating. Not usually Frolline lingered on her husband's lips. As if there was something he wanted to convey through the link.

The kiss and the sound of the crackling fused. Mama Lily who just came out from inside her room immediately turned around and stepped back in. He doesn't want to be a bully. It was not rare for him to watch such a scene. In Europe it is not a strange sight when a pair of human children share a taste through a kiss. It's just that he did not expect, a daughter-in-law who looked calm could be as brave as that to his son. Seen from that kiss, Frolline was more domineering.

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Spend the rest of the time traveling around other European countries, such as Spain, Switzerland, Austria and Italy. Ditya and Frolline really enjoyed their trip. Visiting various places, spend the summer which will soon turn to autumn. The climate and weather are very different from in Indonesia, making Frolline so eager to welcome the transition from season to season.

After enjoying their trip in several major cities in Europe, Ditya finally brought Frolline to London. Their final destination will be the birthplace of the Halim Hadinata family's baby boy.

Departing from Berlin to London, Ditya said goodbye to his mother who advised many things, especially about the content of Frolline. In the land of the sun never sank, so the nickname for the United Kingdom or often called the United Kingdom, Ditya will only live alone in one of his apartments. Although Angella, Frolline's older sister also settled in London, Ditya decided to stay alone and not be pestered by others.

Taking a little over two hours of air travel on British Airways, the giant iron bird landed seamlessly at Heathrow airport. Tracing his legs in London, the exhausted Frolline carrying his large stomach seemed to be leaning against Ditya's arm.

“Coko, I'm sleepy.”

“Ya, we'll be home soon.” Sedative ditya.

“Kakiku tingling.” Frolline again complained with her hand rubbing her large belly in pregnancy that was entering seven months.

“Ya, later Koko will massage it for you.” Ditya answered patiently. They have to take care of the immigration department first before breezing out of the airport.

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Penetrating the streets of London, Ditya redo his past. After graduating, he chose to stay here. Started his culinary business with one of his friends during college. Of course besides Germany, England was a second country for him. It is new itself

settled in Indonesia for two years. After daddy went berserk and threatened him.

Hands on each other, Ditya lay his head on the head of the wife who also hitchhiked on his shoulders. Sitting in the passenger seat, the two really enjoyed being together. Ignoring taxi drivers who occasionally peek from the rearview mirror of the car.

Buildings with a design that is much different from in Indonesia, Frolline's eyes are getting used to it. A few months left his homeland, sometimes longing in the corner of his heart. He misses his house, he misses his room, he misses both his parents.

Nearly half an hour into the streets, the taxi stopped in front of a multi-storey building in the middle of the city.

“We're up, Fro.” Both of them stood in front of the building.

Frolline nodded, walking after her husband.

“Our residence is two floors. Pretty big for both of us. There are three bedrooms.” Ditya explained as he dragged the suitcase into the building.

“Our car is still in the place of Koko's friend, later she will drive him here,” Ditya story.

“Ya.”

Both of them entered the elevator that led to their residence. It was seen Ditya entering the code on the door before finally pushing and stepping inside.

Frolline. Although their apartment is not as big as an apartment in Indonesia, but this is very convenient. The living room is integrated with the dining room and curved-shaped kitchen. With full glass on the side of the arch. He can enjoy the view of London from where he lives.

“I like, Ko,” exclaims Frolline, squanders hugging Ditya. The sleepiness is gone, the fatigue evaporates and the tingling disappears instantly.

“Room upstairs. There are three rooms.” Ditya.

“I love the kitchen. Spacious and comfortable,” said Frolline. Fingered and kissed her husband's lips.

Lately Frolline has not been shy to express her feelings. Sometimes, he can hug, hold and kiss Ditya when he feels something. Unlike the beginning of the wedding, Frolline seemed stiff and shy. This trip to Europe brought positive changes in their home life.

Both kisses stopped as their apartment doorbell rang. Ditya frowned, after taking off the kiss.

“Who?” Ditya spoke to himself as he walked towards the door. As soon as the door leaf opened wide, an unexpected figure appeared.

“Angell? With whom to come here?” ask Ditya wonder. He never gave his address, suddenly his brother-in-law was standing at the door.

“Fro ...” strangled Angella barged in without excuse. Leaving Ditya pecking at the door with many questions.

“Kak Angell?” Frolly could hardly believe it.

“Wah, you are already pregnant this big?” Angella was hysterically screaming. “How many months has it been?” ask Angella again.

“Seven months.”

Ditya was just about to close the door when someone held her back from the outside. “Hi, Bro. How are you?” Ditya was wide-eyed when she saw her best friend was in sight. Her net turned to look at Angella.

“Do they have a relationship?” inner Ditya. Remember, when Angella flew to England, she asked her best friend to take care of all the needs and help her sister-in-law.

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TB