Crazy Rich Looking for Love

Chapter 16: Cutting the way

The Frolline's eyeballs were rounded, as it looked at who was walking closer to their table. The dashing and familiar figure who had been suspected of being involved in the conspiracy to trap him into a personal assistant Ditya Halim Hadinata.

Previously he had no concrete evidence of Ditya's involvement in the conspiracy, but seeing the presence of his papa in the middle of the breakfast event that is not clear purpose, Frolline so know. This handsome man before him was a cunning man who used all means to get his attention.

“Good morning, sorry papa late,” greet Gunawan, smile brightly. A bright morning sun that shone on the capital.

With a gallant step, approach a pair of human children who are looking for clarity of relationship. Ditya immediately stood with great politeness. A little slouching, though,

Matt bit his lip so his laughter wouldn't come out. It feels strange to see his master bowing to Gunawan whose status and stability is still fairly far below Ditya who is the son of the largest pharmaceutical king in the country.

“Please Om.” Ditya let Gunawan occupy an empty seat in front of him. He himself, chose to sit next to the Frolline.

The three were engaged in light conversation. Gunawan looks more domineering among the three, while occasionally staring at his daughter who sits next to Ditya.

“Excuse papa, Fro,” said Gunawan suddenly. In that casual chat, Gunawan suddenly looked serious.

Frolline raised her gaze, she had just cut the sandwich on her plate. Haven't tried it yet.

“Papa will be honest, actually a few days ago Ditya visited our house to discuss something.” Gunawan opened the conversation, smiling at his interlocutor. Alternately staring at Frolline and Ditya.

“Ditya asked me for permission to get to know you further. He claims to be interested in you and wants to continue the relationship to a more serious stage,” Gunawan story, staring at his daughter.

Dita did the same. He looked in the same direction, towards the sweet girl sitting beside him. The shockwave's roar looked real, slowly turning into anger.

“I don't want to. I don't like it,” reject Frolline firmly.

Gunawan seemed to clench his hands under the table, trying to hold back the anger and resentment over his daughter's irreverence. Slightly different from Ditya, the man looks ordinary while sipping his favorite coffee. Smiling at the anger of the father and son who were throwing cynical gazes at each other.

The handsome man was not bothered at all with Frolline's rejection being proclaimed right before his eyes.

“Bos, right my guess. It's not wrong I ordered a wind-reject stock for you,” whispered Matt, in Ditya's ear, in a bent position.

“If he's easy to conquer even I'm worried, Matt. Means she's the same as the girl who was willing to be naked in front of me,” Ditya replied in a whisper, following a deadly elbow about Matt's chest.

Frolline's cynical gaze turned to Ditya. “You planned everything, including having my father lie to me so I signed a contract to be your personal assistant. Delayedness!” grouse Frolline.

“I don't know Fro, I just offered you a job through your papa. And your father agrees. I don't know how your papa persuaded you so you wanted to come to my company,” explained Ditya.

“I admit, this offer to be a personal assistant to get to know you more closely. And of course, I would also like to introduce you to my mother in Germany. I even have permission from your papa, to approach you and even take you to Germany with me.” Ditya.

“Papa didn't lie Fro, just didn't tell you the company belonged to Ditya. Because papa knows that until you find out, you will not want to accept the offer,” explained Gunawan.

“I want to resign!” said Frolline full of anger. He stood up, ready to leave the room. But his steps came to a halt as Gunawan reopened his voice.

Ditya smiled, waiting for Gunawan who explained to his daughter. He did not want to bother arguing with Frolline which ended up worsening the relationship that had not even begun.

“Papa does not mind you resigning from the job, but papa has already approved Ditya who wants to have a serious relationship with you,” explained Gunawan.

“Pa, I don't want to. Me ...”

“Not that I don't know Fro, you're still in touch with your sister's husband. Leave Firstan!” gunawan pinta.

Honestly, Gunawan was forced to accept Ditya's good faith who wanted to seriously know Frolline to keep his daughter away from her own sister's household. He also did not want Frolline to be labeled as the destroyer of other people's household. Whatever the reason for love or whatever.

“I'm sorry, the rest I leave to you,” say goodbye Gunawan to Ditya, hurry away and leave the room.

Frolline was still standing in the same place. His anger is in the bushes. If previously he could still close his eyes with Ditya, now he felt he had to take firm action.

“I resign!” said Frolline, affirming his desire back.

“I will withdraw my wish to know you. Keep working as usual. Our relationship is only employees and superiors. Not more. Professional is Fro, I will do the same.” Dita finally spoke.

Matt was brain-twisting, his forehead wrinkled with his employer's words just now.

“Like not boss only. So easy he gave up!” inner Matt.

“Come back to the company with driver. I'll be back with Matt. Start working, after three months, please resign. I won't hold you,” Ditya's orders without waiting for a response from Frolline.

“Meet my secretary, request all my schedules. Please learn everything you need to know about me in as much detail as possible. Because you not only take care of the work, but take care of me like Matt does.”

Ditya stood up, buttoned his suit and passed through the Frolline. The girl was still frozen in place. Confusion itself more precisely, not knowing what decisions to make.

***

He returns to the office with Matt, letting his driver Han drive Frolline. He did not want to aggravate the mood of Frolline by looking coercive. Dealing with many women during this time, making him master the various characters of the women.

“Bos, how easy it is to fly a white flag. Like not Halim Hadinata's offspring alone,” chirps Matt, still focused on the steering.

“Who said I gave up. I only retreated to strike back with a different strategy.”

“Hahahahah! I expected!” said Matt, smiling.

“If you've guessed, why ask? Just confess, your brain hasn't gotten there yet!” namel Ditya.

Matt smiled, scratching his non-itchy head. Occasionally glanced at Ditya from the rearview mirror.

“Oh yes Matt, my nephew's wife sent a message this morning. He invited me to his new apartment this weekend. Please prepare something, I can not go empty-handed.” pinta Ditya.

“Oh yes, I will also be with Frolline with me. Find a reason for the girl to comply without much protest. Set everything for me. If I can't approach it in a good way, I'll use another way. I'm going to destroy his illicit relationship with my nephew.”

“Hah?!” Matt's surprised.

“Find out all the sweet-looking gifts, which match the taste of Frolline. I need it to comfort Frolline when the girl gets hurt by being spotted by Firstan.”

“He tried the tactics of the hero of misfortune,” Inner Matt.

“Bos, if you want to cut the road, can imitate the way your nephew. In a matter of days, let alone getting to know him, the Boss can take him to the wedding,” Matt's tease, while chuckling.

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