Crazy Rich Looking for Love

Chapter 136: The End

“Why marry if you don't love her?” asked Frolline amid her fear. He was trying to distract Firstan, however he had to struggle to get out of the toilet. Not wanting to get into trouble with Ditya and get her husband in trouble.

“How about you? Why would you marry that Breng’sek guy? You don't love her either, do you?” ask Firstan, smiling cunningly. Her gaze did not shift in the slightest from a pretty face with the look of eyes filled with fear.

“Karena. You're the one who showed me. You're the one who won't listen to all my explanations. Although ... you married Angella, not once did my heart betray you. You let me go, not me leaving you,” Frolline said.

“That's because of his ruse.” Instant explained.

“Stay, First! Point ... You don't trust me enough. Your unbelief destroyed everything. We were together for years, but you didn't know me very well. Don't blame anyone. because trust is expensive. That one word that keeps our relationship afloat or ends with a misunderstanding.” Frolline explained.

“You love him?” ask Firstan. He was struck with the sentence that had just slid from Frolline's lips.

“I don't know, First. He's my husband, now. He's my son's papa. Love is no longer my priority. When I decided to accept it in my life, I had already thrown away what was called love. One word that could make me smile like a madman, cry like a madman. Which blew my brain and logic away all along. I now live for my son and family. If I find love in it, consider it a bonus of my struggle to remain committed and responsible in my marriage. Otherwise, I will still survive during the marriage and my husband is still worth keeping.”

“A year married with Ditya, I learned a lot. Love is not enough to make a home last. The struggle, the sacrifice, the patience and the trust that kept the household alive and intact. Married with love or without love, in the end still have to fight to maintain it.”

Immediately squeezed his hair, holding back his annoyance, with his other hand blocking Frolline's wrist.

“Still love me?”

Frolline shook her head. “I don't know. Just as I don't know love Ditya what not, nor do I know still love you or not.” Pause for a moment, Frolline took a slow breath.

“But, I still keep you ... inside the corner of my heart.” Frolline's eyes are heating up.

“Only in one of the invisible corners. I don't want everyone to see it either.” Frolline pointed at his chest. A tear fell on his left cheek.

“Thank you, Sweet.” Firstan said with a smile. The call unfortunately for Frolline is still memorable today.

“Heart ...” Frolline said slowly.

The last word that came out of Frolline's lips, made Firstan unable to control his emotions. The man grabbed onto Frolline's body and hugged her tightly. Cut the distance they had been building.

“I love you, still love you. I'll be married in a few days, but I still have my hopes of being able to match up with you. If indeed love cannot unite us now, I hope fate can unite us later,” whispered Firstan, holding back tears.

Frolline pecked, her hand dangling on the side of the body.

“Let me go, First. I'm married,” pinta Frolline after successfully mastering myself.

Instead of letting go, Firstan put a warm kiss on Frolline's lips. A kiss she long missed. The taste of those lips was still just as sweet, but Frolline did not reciprocate.

Frolline's eyes were round, his emotions lured so out of shock. Too suddenly, he could not dodge when Firstan forced a kiss on his lips. Pushing the masculine body that was mastering it, Frolline slapped Firstan hard.

“You missed, First!” Frolline rubbed roughly her lips, hurriedly coming out of the toilet after successfully pushing Firstan away.

Deg—

Firstan froze on the spot, half of himself flying. He really did not expect to dare kiss Frolline's lips. I don't know what possessed him until he could be that close.

***

Out of the toilet while grunting angrily, Frolline was startled by the presence of Ditya standing waiting for her with annoyed eyes. Dragon was crying and hard to calm down. His son needs the touch of his mother's hand.

“Ko ..” Frolline greeted doubtfully.

“How long was it? What are you doing inside?” ask Ditya.

“Ti ..” Frolline hung up her sentence when she heard the footsteps behind her. The young mother's body sagged as she found Firstan walking out while rubbing her flushed cheek in a slap.

“Brengs’ek! Him again! What are you two doing inside?” ditya asked, researching his wife from head to toe.

“No.” Frolline hurriedly replied.

“Nostalgia. There's no way we're showing it in public. So decided to meet on the toilet,” said Firstan with his leisure.

Ditya's hands are clenched. His jaw hardened with reddened eyes. The supreme leader of Halim Group had already raised his fist into the air while pulling the collar of Firstan's clothes.

“Ko, please don't do this. There are a lot of people here, all will see and it's a shame,” persuaded Frolline trying to reach Ditya's hand hanging in the air.

“Brengs’ek! You defended her?” accused Withheld.

“No, I defend you, Ko. If Koko hits him, everyone will watch your stupidity. Never mind, I have nothing to do with her anymore,” persuaded Frolline, hugging tightly Ditya's waist and leaning spoiledly on her husband's body.

“Ko, I beg you. It would be a shame if Koko fought. Dragon must also be ashamed of having papa .. bouncer.”

Hearing his son's name, Ditya took off the check. His hands came down and squeezed.

“Go! Never go near my wife again!” threaten Ditya as usual.

“We will meet often. Since we're family, don't you think, Sweet?” tanya Firstan, makes Ditya's emotions provoked.

“Have gone there! My husband is very angry. I don't want chaos.” Frolline pushed Firstan's body away.

Throughout the show, Frolline was still trying to persuade her husband. Although Ditya tried not to be provoked by anger, the man's eyes were unfriendly. Even the sweet words and Frolline's seduction were like the wind.

***

Frolline had just put her son to sleep when Ditya came out of the bathroom with a flat face. The man was still upset with his wife. There was a lot of disappointment, anger and heartache accumulating in his chest. He doesn't want to fight right now. They're still hitchhiking at Daddy's.

“Ko, I want to talk ...” Frolline said slowly. Since then he felt guilty, because he could not keep himself until his lips were contaminated by other men. He wanted to be frank, but did not want to make Ditya's emotions provoked in the middle of the event.

“What's up? Dragon is asleep?” tanya Ditya walked over while drying her hair with a towel. His tone was still tight and unfriendly.

“Already. Looks like Dragon is exhausted. I just suckled her for a while, the boy fell asleep,” Frolline said.

“What's up? Is there a problem?” ask Ditya. The man was still faithful with a stiff face, playing with the towel that adorned his shoulders.

“Ko, sorry ... earlier First kissed me.” Frolline hurriedly lowered his head.

“Hah! You let that brengs’ek do it?” Ditya's anger was provoked for a moment when she heard the honesty of his wife's lips. He tried hard to hold back his anger from hurting Frolline. If he obeyed his ego, he wanted to slap his wife at that time.

“I'm sorry, Ko. I've tried to reject it. I even slapped him.”

Ditya shook her head in annoyance. Throwing rough his wet towel.

“Tell Koko ... what happened inside? Koko has not had time to ask you.” todong Ditya with reddened eyes. Veins protrude in their temples.

“Nothing, Ko. We were just talking and suddenly, First kissed me.”

“What are you talking about. Answer honestly!” Ditya's voice hardened.

“Nothing, Ko.”

“Coko doesn't believe you, Fro.” Ditya rubbed his face rough trying to stay calm.

“We are married almost 1.5 years .. do you still have any taste on him?” ditya asked, staring intently.

Frolline shook her head.

“Jawab! Koko asked you to answer not shake. Still love her?” ask Ditya. His voice was not too tight, but Ditya's eyes widened as if he was about to swallow Frolline round and round.

“Tell me you don't love her! Koko wants to hear it now,” pinta Ditya.

“SAY! Koko wants to hear it right from your lips. Tell her you don't love her anymore,” Ditya. The man softened slightly when he saw the teary eyes of Frolline.

“Say, Fro. I want to hear that ka ...”

“I love you. I love you, Ko,” cut the Frolline, staring at Ditya who was frozen in place when she heard his words. Her tears are pouring. The first time Ditya was angry with her during their marriage.

It took a few seconds for Ditya to gain control of himself until he finally hugged Frolline tightly. Lost his anger, gone his emotions. Everything faded away with just a word of love from Frolline.

“Tell again,” pinta Ditya.

“Not ...” reject Frolline.

“Please ...”

“No,” reject Frolline back.

“Good. That's enough for me.” Ditya smiled happily while rubbing the back of the wife who was still at home curled in his arms. “Coko also loves you, Schatzi.”

“Already, Ko. Don't be angry anymore,” persuade Frolline.

“Koko will still make calculations with him. How dare that bastard kiss my wife. He deliberately stole an opportunity,” said Ditya, annoyed.

"Koko's dad!" Drawn Frolline's arm into the bathroom. Roughly threw it under the shower of water that he just ignited tightly.

"Ko, don't do this. I've taken a shower." Frolline pleaded as she felt the coldness of the water penetrate the skin.

"No! A clean shower. I don't want any trace of that bastard on my wife's body. Damn it, I want to kill him. Could've kissed my wife ...." Ditya jerked. His memory goes back to a while ago.

"Oh my God, is this my karma for kissing Pram's wife. And now God is punishing me. He wanted me to also feel how Pram's heart ached when I proudly said that I kissed his wife." - Inner Ditya.

"Ko, I beg you. My clothes are soaked. Dragon will wake up and look for me."

"The clean bath! That bastard hugged you too, right?" the accused was accused of pouring bath soap on Frolline's shoulders.

Once the scent of fresh fruits from the soapy liquid caught his nose, Frolline felt something different in his stomach.

Hurriedly closing his mouth, Frolline crouched holding back the turbulent taste in his hull and forced out.

Ditya was aghast when he saw his wife spitting out all the entrails on the bathroom floor. The shivering body was cold and squeezing.

"Fro, are you okay?" asked Ditya shortly after stopping the shower.

"Yes, the scent of bath soap is really not wearing, Ko."

Ditya frowned, the refreshing aroma of soap can make his wife's stomach run amok.

“You pregnant again, Fro?” ask Ditya.

“I don't know, Ko. Since giving birth, I haven't gotten my period yet.”

Ditya smiled. His desire to have another child may have been granted.

***

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