Crazy Rich Looking for Love

Chapter 20: I don't want to

“What is this?” cut Gunawan immediately stop the quarrel between Om and the nephew. First Langung took off the check accompanied by a Ditya smile that looked so annoying in the eyes of his nephew.

“Where are your problems? Please explain? Papa will find a way out,” continued Gunawan again.

Marisa who has been trying to break up since then, finally can breathe a sigh of relief when Gunawan turned his arms. A different response was shown by the Ocean, which chose not to approach. Since the beginning of Ditya's arrival back to their lives, the Ocean chose to keep its distance. Do not want to be too familiar that is excessive, because it does not want to be labeled deliberately looking for face with the youngest member of the Halim Hadinata family.

Unlike Marisa who is the older sister, although different mothers. The woman who is still beautiful at the age of the end of the four heads still has the same blood as Ditya. No one will comment on it.

“What's your problem First?” ask Gunawan who already knows the answer, but wants Firstan to clarify itself.

“No Pa,” says Firstan lowered his head and passed away.

Frolline is seen trailing behind Firstan, a little confused by his lover's behavior since he first set foot in her brother's new residence. First of all, not being ordinary. They get cold and avoid it.

“What happened?” asked Frolline while the two were in the kitchen. Frolline's circling the view.

“Kak Angell will definitely not want to enter here,” said Frolline, smiling at the messy cooking room.

Immediately shut his mouth, even more precisely not interested in answering. He was still disappointed and heartbroken by the sight seen in his Om residence.

“We broke up, Fro!” firstan said slowly, but with complete confidence.

“Our relationship got here, Fro,” she explained again, without staring at her interlocutor.

The girl with the sling bag still hanging on her shoulder was stunned trying to digest the words that Firman had just thrown out. All of his memories with Firstan re-spun back in his sight.

For about ten minutes, he froze. Until a drop of her tears down could not be dammed again. Without excuse, the tears flowed more and more from the beautiful eyeballs that usually radiate beautifully.

“I don't want to. Our relationship is not just a day or two. We already have a dream together,” reject Frolline. The pain this time more times than when Firstan married Angella. At least at that time their relationship was still there. Now everything is wiped out with just one word broken from Firstan.

“I no longer love you.” Firstan's retaliatory words of heartache. He had just been hurt by seeing Frolline's betrayal, it wasn't that easy to forget about it. Even he still keeps his distance from Angella despite being a husband and wife.

“I don't want to. You can't do this to me, First.” Frolline said as she poured water. Hurrying in pursuit and hugging Firstan who was about to walk out.

“We're done here only, Fro. Regarding my baby, I can take care of it myself. I don't need your help,” continued Firstan, squeezing the rough hand of Frolline that tightly wrapped around his waist.

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Frolline stepped out of the kitchen in shaky steps, after nearly half an hour of lamenting her fate. Sitting on the cold tile hugging her knees and teary-eyed, recalling her memories for the sake of her memories with Firstan.

His relationship with Firstan was not built easily. They grew up together, many passing through the days since childhood. He so admired the figure of Firstan who was four years older than him.

Awe in adolescence turns into love. And that love really came true when both of their parents intended to match Firstan with Angella, but Firstan refused and chose her.

The relationship went perfectly, there was no protest from the brother. As if everyone was walking in place. Both of their parents did not expect more. Days changed months, not years until finally Frolline completed his bachelor. And all the dreams of becoming a wife of Firstan stay one step ahead.

And now the aftershocks are shaking him up. Better than ever. The end of her love story. Although he had always looked strong, he looked ordinary. However, even the slightest bit of his love for Firstan did not diminish. He only pretended to be strong to still be able to wait for that happy moment to arrive.

Upon returning to the living room, Ditya was sitting among the parents. Angella also took part in the serious talks that were going on there. No Firstan there. The man was hiding in a corner.

Frolline's footsteps came to a halt, as Ditya's confident remarks were addressed to the parents.

“I want to have a serious relationship with Frolline. I've been before

conveying to Mr. Gunawan,” he said. His eyes were fixed on Frolline who was standing stiff with her face puffy.

Actually there is a sense of pity to see a sad look that is still wet with tears. But he has no other way. When someone is down, that's when he can just open up opportunities to others.

Marisa, who was looking in the same direction as her sister, smiled. Pulling the hand of Frolline joined in, he even placed Frolline sitting next to Ditya.

If he followed his heart, he would refuse. But the goodwill of Ditya who had fought to this extent was impossible to let him down as well. At least he should give Ditya a chance to prove everything.

“What do you think, Fro?” Marisa asked. All eyes were on the girl who was looking down with a crumbling feeling at this moment. No answer, Frolline silent a thousand languages.

“I don't care if I have to wait. Heart problems are not that easy. Need careful consideration,” continued Ditya.

“How about your family?” ask Mrs Gunawan who has disagreed since the beginning. He had to find a way to destroy it.

“I'm old enough to make my life choices. If Frolline doesn't mind, I'll just introduce myself as Ditya doesn't carry the big name frills Halim Hadinata.”

I'm in Indonesia just helping my dad with the family business. My job is actually in England. I have some culinary ventures in the suburbs of London. My mom lives in Germany and my dad lives more in Surabaya.”

“That's all I can tell you about my life. And of course Marisa is my only sister,” continued Ditya again.

Gunawan looked smiling, a different expression aimed at his wife who was not welcoming with open arms.

“I'm not actually proposing. I'm just asking permission to approach your daughter. Of course, the problem of marriage requires careful preparation and the most important thing is to strengthen the heart. To go there, certainly not only Frolline, but I also need that belief. And for that, we need to know each other.” Ditya explained as she looked at Frolline who was bowed by her side.

“I don't want to!” Frolline refused, without a long pikr. The girl stood up and was ready to go home.

Angella, who had been secretly staring at Ditya, was quite surprised by Frolline's rejection. Perhaps in this world only Frolline acted foolishly by rejecting a man as perfect as Ditya.

“Frolline is really stupid! He rejected a Ditya, the man who became the dream of all women!”

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