Crazy Rich Looking for Love
Chapter 28: News of the Tribulation
After officially courting secretly, unbeknownst to the Frolline family there is nothing different from the relationship of Frolline and Ditya. Ordinary and still on the road.
There is no dear greeting that looks sweet and adorable. There is also no intimate touch that makes the feathers stand up and the mind drift.
Everything looks and feels the same. There's nothing special. In fact, Ditya more stay in the hotel because of limited rooms. Frolline and her mom slept in the room. The room that was once occupied by Ditya, now belongs to Firstan and Angella.
This is the third day, Ditya is in Singapore. This afternoon he is going back to Indonesia. His work had piled up, his visit should have been only two days here, but the sudden presence of Firstan was waiting for Gunawan, making his mind uneasy. And finally he decided to catch up with Frolline.
However, his sacrifice was not in vain. A few hours into Singapore, he gets a sweet surprise when Frolline is willing to accept him. All his sacrifices had seemed meaningless when Frolline answered a word yes.
Sunday morning, accompanied by Matt, Ditya in his casual clothes was already standing at the door of his apartment. Pressing the bell a few times with a huff and impatience.
For two days he had not met Frolline, his girlfriend all day yesterday busy taking care of his papa in the hospital. Being alone all day sleeping and just waking up at night. As usual spend the night with a party accompanied by beautiful girls. Just got home in the morning. Slept for a few hours, he had to open his eyes . He remembered, he had an appointment to accompany Frolline shopping today, after which he had to return to Indonesia.
Just now he was about to press the bell back, but the door leaf opened. Looking beautiful and petite girl still with an apron, a messy dyed hair standing in the middle of the door greeted her.
“Fro..” sapanya directly hug.
“I miss you,” whispered in between hugs.
Matt, who had only been able to watch since then, held back a smile as he cleared his throat. It's nothing, they're in the middle of the door. Everyone who passed by could see a pair of lovers who were letting go of longing.
“Let go of me, my hands dirty,” pinta Frolline pointed at her hands full of flour. The girl did not even return Ditya's embrace. Let Ditya hold her alone.
“My wife's boyfriend is cooking?” asked Ditya, after taking off his embrace. Followed the Frolline who was walking towards the kitchen.
“Which other where?” ask Ditya wonder. The apartment looked deserted, with no sightings of anyone, except Frolline.
“Everything's out, but it's coming back soon. Walk under the apartment. Sister Angella is cravings for chicken noodles. First is looking for him,” explains Frolline smiling.
“Alright then, means we can date now “ chirped Ditya, smile nosy. Walking closer to Frolline who was busy kneading the dough. The man was already standing behind Frolline, watching closely what his lover was doing.
“Ah, this is boring Fro. We go now,” complained Ditya. Fifteen minutes of waiting, he was told to look. Even whenever he wanted to hug, Frolline always nagged him.
“Amorning done. I just steamed it,” said Frolline.
Right after putting all of her artificial dimsum into the steam, when she turned around, found Ditya had already hugged her. Both hands were tightly clenched.
“Since I've wanted to do it,” whispered Ditya, in between his arms.
“I can't wait to take you to see my mama. After your papa is fine, follow me to Germany yes,” pinta Ditya. His hand had already removed the dab of Frolline's hair, making the long hair beautifully severed.
“I love your long hair is beautiful like this,” he continued.
Since then the man spoke alone, Frolline chose silence and enjoyed Ditya's warm embrace.
“Why shut up. Since we've been dating, why be quiet and stingy talk?” ditya asked, frowning his forehead. He felt alone, talking alone, Frolline did not want to serve him at all.
Frolline shook her head. It takes time to get used to it. His feelings have not grown at all. He also needs time to accept Ditya.
“Change your clothes, I'll take you out. You want to shop, right?” ask Ditya.
The man chose to sit on the sofa, while waiting for Frolline to prepare. Matt, who was sitting in front of her, smiled seductively. It feels strange to see the style of courting her employer.
“Bos, millions of tastes right?” seductive Matt, raise his eyebrows.
A sofa pillow landed right on Matt's face, the man just chuckled as he grabbed back the pillow that had fallen to the floor.
“New start Boss, Miss Frolline is still shy. Must be heated a little,” said Matt , giving an idea to his employer.
Ditya's phone ring suddenly stopped the conversation between the two. The handsome man seemed to be staring strangely at the number of unregistered callers in his contacts.
He immediately threw his fancy diamond-studded phone around him at Matt, asking his assistant to answer. He did not want to take the risk of receiving a call from an obscure number. Moreover, this is a Singapore number, not many know.
Matt's eyes widened when the expensive phone with the logo of a bite-marked apple studded with 24-carat gold landed in his hand.
However, his surprise was not there. The information the caller conveyed further dislodged his heart, his world did not revolve on its axis anymore. He even stopped breathing for a few seconds.
“Bos, Gunawan.” Matt's sentence hangs, doesn't finish until the end. Ditya who understood his assistant's intentions, immediately ran through the Frolline room.
He understood very well the meaning of Matt's gaze and understood what would be said next. The first time driving Gunawan, Ditya has been explained by the hospital. How bad Gunawan's condition is. The extent to which it is possible to recover, as well as the worst possibility.
The door of the room was opened violently. Luckily Frolline had changed clothes. The girl was polishing lipstick on her thin lips.
“What's up?” asked Frolline in astonishment, looking at the handsome man who walked up to her from the mirror in front of her.
Ditya with his rough steps, rushed over. Without saying much, he hugged Frolline tightly.
“We're going to the hospital now,” whispered Ditya
“What's up?” asked Frolline again, more and more astonished. Staring at Him from the mirror. There was something strange from the man's view, something was wrong with the look of a face that did not look ordinary.
“What happened to papa?” asked Frolline suddenly. The tiny body was squeezing in Ditya's arms, before even the man answered her.
“Begging Matt to keep it a secret from mama, I'll tell Kak Angell,” said Frolline frantically. His brain was no longer thinking clearly. He has to go to the hospital to make sure.
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Frolline was still crying in front of the brangkar by being tightly hugged by Ditya. Her cries broke as she walked into the room where her father was being treated, and found that all the medical devices that had been sounding aloud were now silent and not working.
Hoses that previously attached to some parts of Gunawan's body have also been removed.
The girl's cry grew louder as several doctors and nurses who were members of the special team caring for her papa appeared to simultaneously bow and pay their last respects.
After paying their last respects, one of them appeared to approach and apologized to Frolline and Ditya.
Frolline's ears are no longer able to hear and think. Since setting foot in the hospital, she could only cry in Ditya's arms.
“I have not happy papa,” isak Frolline.
“Iya, later we will make papa happy,” entertain Ditya, tighten his embrace, let the water said Frolline wet his clothes.
It looks like the new Matt is catching up with Angella and Firstan. The two were no less surprised to get this sad news. Angella's face was puffy with reddened eyes, not much different from the face of Frolline at this time.
Even the mother-to-be looked limp and almost lost balance. She must rely on her husband so as not to fall and fall. The only one who did not know this sad news was Madam Gunawan. No one dared to say it.
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