Crazy Rich Looking for Love

Chapter 45: Immediately get pregnant

Out of their room located on the highest floor of the house, Ditya brought the Frolline on the other side of the magnificent building. They cover a long corridor with glass to their right left, displaying views of the verdant outdoor garden and indoor pool on the right left side of the corridor.

At the end, there is a fairly spacious room with a large sofa in the middle of the room. Many of the paintings were attached to almost cover all three sides of the wall. And as usual this glass house is always equipped with glass, still separating a piece of glass wall where sunlight enters and displays the beautiful and green scenery outside the house.

Right in front of the glass wall, there was a large canvas standing firmly on the wooden support legs. White canvas partially covered with watercolor. Unresolved coffee branch painting.

“This gallery mommy,” clear Ditya.

Almost all day mommy spends her time here,” obviously Ditya back.

Frolline circulated her gaze, tracing the yellowish-colored room. The frames of the painting are golden, so dazzling to the eyes when highlighted by sunlight.

Frolline still faithfully followed her husband, with her hands still tightly clasped as Ditya pushed a wooden door that led them to another room.

“Mom,” greet Ditya, bring in his wife when the wooden door was pushed and opened.

It was seen that the old woman called Ditya was sitting in the front seat of the open glass door with transparent white curtains waving in the wind.

“You have arrived. What should I call him, Ko?” said Mrs Halim, with full gentleness. The woman only turned her gaze for a moment to Frolline, then continued her pleasure of staring at the clear blue sky.

“Fro only, Tan..te” says Frolline stamped and in doubt.

“Call Mom, Fro,” Error Ditya.

“Mom,” greet Frolline repeating. According to what her husband asked.

He looks like he's pulling a chair. Put it next to his mommy and let Frolline sit down.

“Mom, I want to close my eyes first. Please women talk from heart to heart,”ucap Ditya, step towards the soft bed with golden cream carved in the middle of the room.

“Dit!” call Frolline, immediately gulped with a stiff face as she recalled Ditya's words asking her not to call like that in front of her two in-laws.

“Ko.ko,” reset Frolline, re-tool her call. Sounds stiff and flat hanging. The first time she called her husband like that, his tongue was still unfamiliar and strange.

Of course Ditya stopped his steps. Simply understand the concerns of Frolline who is reluctant to be left alone.

“I just lay here,” said Ditya, pointing towards the bed.

“I'm not going anywhere,” continued Ditya, already laying down on the bed. Lying on your back with both hands bent and holding his head. His left leg pressed down on his right leg, extending along the bed while closing his eyes. Enjoying moments when his brain is not functioning perfectly.

Madam Halim stared fixedly at her bowed daughter-in-law. Sit next to him with your hands squeezing.

“You're pregnant?” tanyanya opened the conversation.

The woman knew exactly how her son was doing. How the news in the media that highlighted Ditya's relationship with many women. Moreover, he heard himself from the story of the husband, if Ditya and Frolline had lived at home before they were officially married.

Halim knows everything about his behavior and what his heir is doing out there. He even knows how much Ditya spent to finance the treatment and funeral of his parents-in-law.

The owner of Halim Group knows a lot. It's just that he thinks Ditya is playing around and wasting his money as it has been, not serious about his marriage to the ordinary girl. In his eyes, everything Ditya did, including the silent marriage was just nonsense. Part of the fun of young people.

However, everything turns around, when he finds out his son will take the wife home and introduce her officially. There Halim knew that her son was serious. And start taking decisive action.

Frolline was stunned and shook her head slowly.

“But Mom. Your son is not that great. I don't have super abilities yet. Just last night sowing seeds, morning immediately so a baby,” said Ditya, answer. The man closed his eyes, but did not close his ears.

Madam Halim turned to look at her son. Chuckles.

“She is still the same,” chirped Mrs Halim. His view turned back to Frolline.

“Logging into the Halim family is not easy. There are many unwritten rules that must be adhered to. And Koko is one of the dissidents in the Halim family in addition to her great-grandson,” Mrs Halim's story.

“After having a wife, mommy hopes that the bad boy does not go home in the afternoon to have fun,” continued Mrs Halim.

The woman who still looked healthy at the age of seventy years was tightly clutching her daughter-in-law's hands, spreading warmth.

Seen he sighed.

“Mommy is still in this place, because of the generosity of her mother Koko. Mommy can not imagine if other women who occupy his position can seikhlas it accept the fate of life is so complicated,” he said again, turning to Ditya with a smile.

“You already know the story. Mommy sure Koko has told you a lot,” said Mrs Halim.

“The way mommy thanks her mom is by loving her son like her own biological son,” explained Mrs Halim, with teary eyes. Recollected with his biological daughter who was cast out nearly thirty years ago.

“Ko, your great-grandson how are you?” ask Mrs Halim. The crystallized water in the eye was falling already. Leaving traces on the wrinkled cheeks that were still smooth in his old age. For some people, money can buy everything, including beauty.

“Cici also misses you, Mom,” said.

“She still hasn't settled her grudge on daddy, so doesn't want to go home to see you,” continued Ditya.

“Later if daddy has been stiffened, maybe he will think again and regret the rest of his life,” said Ditya.

“That taste is as hard as daddy. Blood cannot deceive,” said Mrs Halim.

“Mom can meet him if you visit my place in Jakarta. Fro it was like Cici's daughter,” explained Ditya.

“Really?” ask Mrs Halim.

Frolline nodded. “Iya Mom,” says Frolline.

The old woman was seen looking back at Frolline, this time not just grumbling. With trembling hands, he cupped the simple pretty face of his newly daring son-in-law inside the room. The power of the husband, making him unable to do much other than obey.

“Fro, you're my son-in-law. Good with Koko. There will be a day when your daddy softens. Actually daddy is a good person, it's just that his heart has been too hard and circumstances also force him to behave like that.”

“Far in her heart, she knows you're a good girl. He knows you were born into a family, only he doesn't think it's worth it to Koko, his heir and only son. Surely he has high criteria for Koko,” he said, smiling.

“Mommy wishes you didn't choose the way Marisa did. It will only hurt both. Just be patient, mommy is sure, daddy will receive in the end,” explained Mrs Halim.

Frolline nodded.

“Ko, your daddy how?” askanya again, have not been able to see the state of her husband. The Halim family's personal doctor asked him to come out.

“It's healthy. He can already lift the golf stick and hit me,” said Ditya casually.

Madam Halim laughed.

“Beautiful dress, later in the afternoon when drinking tea try to win the heart of the arrogant Mr. Halim it” pinta Nyonya Halim on his daughter-in-law.

***

At exactly three in the afternoon, Ditya brought his wife down to enjoy his family tea. Frolline in a simple white dress, looks nervous when having to deal with her in-laws again.

It was inconceivable what he should do there, but inevitably he had to go through it. A semi outdoor room behind the main building with a fish pond backup and a spacious garden became their destination this afternoon.

A long wooden table with rows of chairs neatly arranged on the left and right. There were two bouquets of pretty flowers embedded in a ceramic vase placed on the table. Cups and teapots with matching motifs are neatly arranged to meet the table. There are also beautiful plates containing traditional cakes made by chefs who are specially employed in the Halim family.

When they got there, there was no one. Ditya chose to take Frolline, walking around the park while waiting for daddy and his aides to arrive. My mommy is not seen either.

Fifteen minutes round the backyard, they're back. Everyone sat sweetly around the table. However, what made Ditya's footsteps stop was the presence of a foreign figure, sitting between his daddy and mommy.

“Sandra..”

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