Crazy Rich Looking for Love
Chapter 31: Defending divorce
Frolline sat by the pool wearing a slightly oversized Ditya T-shirt with dangling legs stirring the pool water. The reflection of the night moon colliding with the floodlights makes the pool turn yellow seem warm and romantic.
In the middle of the pool, Ditya who is bare-chested shows her sculpted muscles, wading through the pool from end to end with the agility of her hands like a butterfly flapping its wings.
The handsome man was expressing his happiness in his own way. I don't know how many turns Ditya put his hands and feet together, breaking the pool water. Until finally he was tired himself, approaching Frolline who was hugging his hands on his chest. Shaking cold exposed to the sweep of the night wind in the open air.
“Cold Fro?” ditya asked, jumping up while reaching for his towel which was on the lap of Frolline.
The man glanced for a moment, as his hand came into contact with the slightly exposed smooth thigh.
“Iya.”
Back Frolline answered briefly, looking up at the sky, counting the stars that were scattered beautifully up there.
Not long Ditya had returned with the batrobe enveloping his burly body, raising the wine glass and taking the girl toast.
“Cheers!”
“I can't drink and don't want to,” reject Frolline.
“From now on, you have to get used to my life,” explained Ditya, sipping the contents of the glass.
Frolline shifted her gaze, staring intently at the man who was still holding the crystal glass in his hand.
“From now on, you who have to get used to my life,” said Frolline, do not want to lose.
“I can not drink, do not want to drink and do not like men drinkers,” continued Frolline, making Ditya shudder in horror. Frolline's gaze was so domineering.
Deftly, Ditya poured the remaining wine in the glass into the pool. Switch to the glass belonging to Frolline which is still intact, untouched. Ditya did the same.
“I won't drink in front of you, but please be a little tolerant when I gather with my friends or my family,” Pinta Ditya smiled. Choosing to give in to the assertiveness shown by Frolline in front of him. Currently, there was nothing more important than Frolline.
The handsome man looked smilingly staring at the girl sitting by his side. The current look of Frolline caught his attention. A little bit of a flirt with its simplicity. Surely, it was much different from the girls surrounding her glamorous life, which she would slowly introduce to Frolline.
“Why?” asked Frolline, pulling down her t-shirt, covering her exposed understanding perfectly.
“No, I just.”
Ditya hung up her sentence, clutching onto Frolline's shoulders, drawing closer to him. The two of them were glaring into the star-studded night sky. Dreams and dreams of the future. Surely only Ditya, Frolline did not have any dreams. Right now just go through the stipulated hidip and prepare God for him.
A smile was engraved on Ditya's handsome face, when he remembered Matt's behavior just now. His assistant was willing to buy sexy lingerie for his future wife. To the point of making Frolline squeal in surprise while removing her from the grocery bag and timidly complaining to Ditya.
“Don't say you still remember that strange thing your assistant bought,” Frolline scolded, annoyed.
Ditya. “One day I want to see you wear it,” whispered Ditya.
“Don't dream!” say Frolline with a ketus.
Back Ditya's laughter broke. However, it is not Ditya if he loses the argument. Not Ditya if you lose in the tongue.
“Everything must start from a dream,” said Ditya.
“Like taking you into my life. I started from a dream. From the first moment I saw you walking on the red carpet, when your sister got married,” whispered Ditya.
“You look beautiful in your white dress. At that time I dreamed of taking you to the wedding,” said Ditya slowly.
***
Almost a week Frolline stayed at Ditya's place. The man did not allow her to return home before making sure Mrs Gunawan returned home from the hospital. Not without reason, Ditya did not want in the middle of the night, his nephew would cheat and come to Frolline who is now his future wife.
Today, according to the information from the hospital, Mama Frolline has been allowed to go home. Since five o'clock in the morning, the girl has been struggling in the kitchen. With his eyes half closed, prepared a breakfast that he would also take to the hospital. Later, the mother was not comfortable with hospital food, forcing her to bring breakfast from home.
Seen Frolline slicing vegetables and preparing ingredients to make fried rice. Ditya still did not wake up, coiled in his room. The man always sleeps at night and wakes up when the sun breaks in from the bedroom window.
Especially last night, Ditya came home at midnight. Let him wait in the luxury penthouse by himself. I don't know what she did, according to information from Matt, her future husband just finished entertaining company clients in one of the five-star hotels.
Walk slowly towards Ditya's room to wake the host. Almost a week of living here, Frolline has memorized the task of waking Ditya.
The thing that made him panic and shudder the most. Instead of nothing, she was still afraid of the man she said would soon be her husband. He hasn't even told his mom.
The door to the room was intentionally unlocked. Seen Ditya with a sleeping shirt was asleep under her warm blanket.
“Dits.. Ditya,” call him slowly. Shake up a big body that is still asleep. Frolline deliberately stood on the tip of the foot.
“Dits.. Ditya,” called him again, hitting the rough body of the man so that he woke up. Surprised in his sleep, Ditya immediately got up to sit down. Rubbed his face rough, yawned a few times.
“What time is Fro?” he asked when his life had gathered perfectly.
“Jam six. You have to take me to the hospital,” explained Frolline, reminding.
“I'm still sleepy,” lamented Ditya.
“Matt has arrived?” ask again.
Frolline shook her head, rushing out of the room. Being in Ditya's room was like being in a tiger cage. His life could at any time be threatened, ending up being a meal.
Just as his foot was stepping, Ditya suddenly blocked his wrist. Make the girl sit on the side of the bed,
“Fro, you still haven't talked to your mama?” ask Ditya. During this week, he had always urged Frolline to discuss his proposal to the mother, but Frolline always reasoned. Even he had wanted to see Mama Frolline directly, to show his seriousness. However, once again Frolline asked him to wait.
“Later, I will talk to my mom about it when it's home,” explains Frolline.
“You know Fro, I can't take you back to Surabaya if you don't have your mama's blessing,” said Ditya, a little upset.
“Iya.” Again a short answer.
“Do not say you plan to change your mind,” todong Ditya.
“No, I just need time. My dad just died. Mama just lives alone with me. If I told him I was getting married, I was afraid my mom would be surprised,” Frolline explained.
“Moreover later it will stay alone. No one is looking after mom later,” continued Frolline.
“You can bring mamami stay with us,” said Ditya.
The man was cupping Frolline's face with both hands, slowly affixing a light kiss on the thin lips of a seductive sweet. During this week, Frolline learned a lot of patience and received sweet treatment Ditya. Every Dityaya can be resigned.
Ditya's services were so great to his family, making Frolline could not refuse. He could breathe a sigh of relief, Ditya never asked for more than a kiss . Otherwise, Frolline could not imagine what he should do.
***
Ditya was holding Frolline's hand in the hospital corridor with Matt and two bobyguards looking neatly tailed behind the two.
Ditya who was complete with her work suit was unceasingly glancing at the beautiful girl next to her, looking on with a feeling of unwillingness. From today, Frolline is no longer living in her penthouse. Frolline will be back at his house.
I don't know for any reason why he met Frolline there. There was no Gunawan, making him have no chance of getting close to the Frolline mama who had obviously rejected him at the first opportunity. His second step came to a halt, as the sound of shouting echoed out from behind.
“Fro.!” angella's sudden gentle squeal.
“Kak Angell's! Are you healthy?” asked Frolline turned around. Wonderful to see Angella. Her sister looked beautiful and neat this early. Not long ago, she saw Angella lying limp in a hospital gurney during a miscarriage.
“Already. I just stopped by for a second. I'm going to court to sue for divorce from Firstan,” the story with a face sumringah. He looked at Ditya who was also staring back at him.
Deg—
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