Crazy Rich Looking for Love

Crazy Rich Looking for Love
Chapter 46: Hide from the World



“Sandra.”


Ditya surprised. Of course the man did not expect, the short-haired beautiful girl who repeatedly avoided him with various efforts, suddenly reappeared in the middle of the family casual event, where her daddy strongly rejected the presence of outsiders.


“Honey, how are you?” greet Sandra.


The girl was seen immediately standing up to say hello. Unabashedly, walked over and hugged Ditya as usual. Kiss on both cheeks, without feeling awkward. While Ditya just pecked, did not return the embrace at all. Sculpting with his wife's hand.


“I’m fine,” said Ditya, after Sandra took off her embrace. Pleasant as usual. They are not close, do not even know each other, other than names and share mobile numbers. Being content with her life as well as Sandra's with her life, although there is actually one reason that requires them to be together.


The girl's gaze turned to Frolline. Slightly frowning and astonished with hands clasped between Ditya and Frolline.mHowever, he did not want to take a headache. Not his business either.


“This introduction Fro, wife..” Ditya could not finish his sentence. The daddy interrupted first.


“Bawa wanitamu sit and enjoy the place,” said the daddy. His voice had sounded tight again, in contrast to this morning when he drooped after a debate.


Sandra was still astonished, but she had already begun to understand after catching what the old man she called Om Halim, her business friend, good friend and papa golfing friend said while settling in Surabaya.


Sandra sat back in her chair, next to Mrs Halim. Not far from the three, seen Joe, Halim's assistant stood up to make sure that his employer was okay.


“I invited Sandra. He just came back from America,” Halim explained, sipping his warm tea.


“How's your papa, San?” ask Halim.


“Good Om. Papi just got home from Penang. Regular check up routine. Since the heart is installed ring, papi must routinely perform checks,” explained Sandra, trying to be polite.


“Why not to Singapore?” ask Halim. Still talking to the girl who in his heart was already considered his own daughter-in-law. Ignoring Ditya and Frolline, including his wife.


“Pas ring installation operation, koko bring papi to Penang. So the inspection continues there,”Selah Sandra. Halim nodded, turning to look at Frolline.


The woman looked down nervously, tightly grasping her husband's right hand under the table. For the first time to be in the middle of a family event that honestly doesn't even want its existence.


He was quite grateful, although his father-in-law refused to approve, but the old man still appreciated his existence. Still allowing him to sit. Not what he saw on the soap opera. Treated like a maid.


A few hours at Halim's palace, she was treated sweetly and politely. Even served like a hostess by home assistants.


“San, your future husband is having an affair,” said Halim suddenly, staring intently at Ditya, talking straight to the point. His hands trembled slightly, putting the cup back onto the ceramic plate.


Both Sandra and Lady Halim turned their eyes to Ditya. Including Frolline, along with looking at her husband who looks relaxed, enjoying a lemper cake on a plate with a golden fork in his left hand.


“The girl next to him, he introduced her to Om as a wife, but to be honest, Om doesn't even know when they got married. Not asking for blessing at all,” said Halim insinuating.


Silent moment. No conversation at all. Everything sank with their own thoughts.


“Young master Ditya, you did not introduce your future wife to your woman ?” ask Halim firmly.


Frolline jerks. Staring at Dita she could hardly believe it. Seeing Ditya silenced, Halim finally opened his voice.


“Nona Frolline Gunawan, this is Sandra Wangsa. Fiancee and future wife Ditya Halim Hadinata,” know Halim, smiling staring at Frolline. Taking over Ditya's duties.


Not only that, it looks like Halim called Joe, his assistant. Whisper something into the man's ear. Not long after, the assistant hurried away.


“Look Miss Frolline. Some time ago, Ditya had returned to Surabaya and we had discussed his marriage with Sandra. In the slightest, the man you consider your husband did not refuse or approve of. Even he knows, the big families of both parties have arranged marriages that only count months,” explained Halim, passing his assistant.


“I'm sure, this brat doesn't come straight to you if he already has a fiance. Not just a month or two months. Even this matchmaking has happened since ten years ago.”


Frolline's anger was provoked this time. Not to her father-in-law, but to her husband. He felt lied to, deceived and treated unfairly.


Yeah, she doesn't love Sandra. Thousands of ways to use to refuse this engagement, still he must submit to the daddy. Even if not for thinking about the physical condition of his sickly father, he would not want to go home and settle in Indonesia, continuing this ridiculous matchmaking.


And one of the reasons why he was so eager to marry Frolline as soon as possible was to avoid his marriage, besides of course he loved the woman who is now his wife.


Sandra, the woman he was five years old with. Now 30 years old is the wife of his choice of daddy. The only daughter of a businessman from Bangka Belitung, who owns a tin mining company. In addition to having a business in mining, the Sandra family also has oil palm plantation business, sea transportation and port services in the Bangka Belitung archipelago.


Sandra's oldest brother, managing the hospitality business in Surabaya. While his second brother has a national airline that serves domestic and international flights under the banner of Wangsa Group.


Sandra herself spends more time having fun and traveling around the world with her community. Occasionally take care of his fashion business in one of the small cities, in the United States. Small business pioneered with his college friends.


“Fro, I'm sorry, but don't think about it. I sincerely love you and will fight for you and your rights,” whispered Ditya, tightening his grip.


Frolline wanted to cry. Not moved by Ditya's words, but crying over her fate that wrongly chose her own life path. If he does not agree with Ditya's proposal, it certainly will not be trapped in the circle of complexity of Ditya's life.


Before long Joe, the assistant returns. She handed a brown envelope to her employer.


“Please show Miss Frolline,” Halim command.


The assistant said, rushing over to the woman in question. “This is Miss,” he said politely.


Frolline received the envelope full of question marks and confusion.


“Buklah!” halim's orders.


With hesitation, but finally Frolline opened the brown envelope in her hand. Seen some of Ditya's engagement photos are printed clearly there. Not only that, a wedding invitation is listed under the names Ditya Halim Hadinata and Sandra Wangsa which will be held in a month. In one of the famous hotels in Jakarta.


Deg—


Two Frolline tear spheres down gave a trace on his simple face. His mouth was clenched, unable to make a sound. His brain was dead-end unable to think anymore.


“I'm not asking you to separate from my son. I know, this young Master Ditya loves you so much, willing to challenge me like this,” said Halim, his gaze turned to look at Sandra and his wife.


Sighs, tries to be calm. Not angry like this morning and will affect his health.


“He's my only son, heir to Halim Group. I'm just asking you to give up a little bit and I'm also going to give up, accept you in the middle of our family. Let Ditya marry Sandra. Because this woman should be the daughter-in-law of the family Halim Hadinata.”


Pause for a moment.


“You've taken the place that should belong to Sandra. Can you return the place to the real owner?” ask Halim.


Ditya has since chosen to be quiet and listen. She doesn't know exactly what her daddy wants. So I can't argue yet. And of course he will determine his attitude when the daddy finishes his speech.


“You can still have your husband, enjoy all the facilities of the Halim Hadinata family just like Sandra. Even I will acknowledge the children who will be born from your womb as my successors, but hide from the world. Stay wherever you want. You will not be lacking.”


“Because out there I'll just acknowledge Sandra as my daughter-in-law. And the world will only know Sandra as the daughter-in-law of Halim Hadinata,”.


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