Crazy Rich Looking for Love
Chapter 55: It may be too late
The dining table was neat with empty plates accompanied by spoons and forks ready to welcome food. It's been a long time since Frolline got into the kitchen. There is a sensation when holding the combat equipment rather than sitting behind a table, holding a pen and a computer.
The aroma of soup bursting into the dining room that fused with the other room. With a slight puff of smoke as Frolline placed a large bowl of soupy food in the middle of the table.
Just finishing his last task, suddenly from behind someone tightly hugged his body.
“Schatzi, don't be angry anymore,” he said whispering softly in the ear, softly soothing. The burly hand was still wrapped around the tiny body of plain blemishes, gently rubbing his hair and gently tucking his wife's smooth nape.
“Get ready soon. I'll take you to the new office. You want to work right,” said Ditya, tightened the hug. This time it dipped wet on the smooth cheeks of a marble tub, before releasing his wife to clean up.
Frolline did not protest as much as usual. It feels free to also fight Ditya, who there is just wasting his energy in vain. The man had 1001 ways to make it according.
Without saying much, Frolline rushed to the room and cleaned herself up. It didn't take long, she was already out with a pretty look, joining the husband at the dinner table.
“Come on breakfast!” exclaimed Ditya, as soon as Frolline had sat before him. The man waited for his wife to have breakfast together. Enjoy the morning together as a couple of newlyweds.
Flipping the cupped plate over the table, right in front of her seat. Ditya was aghast when Frolline picked up his empty platter expert and filled it with soup.
“Coko want rice?” asked Ditya, he was not used to a heavy breakfast in the morning. So only serve thick chicken soup with vegetable pieces in it. However, she had time to cook a little rice just in case her husband wanted breakfast with the staple food.
“No, this is enough,” said Ditya smiled. Enjoy the thrill of being a full husband.
Both breakfast in silence. There is no warm talk like a happy family at the dinner table. The only sound is from the slow twang of a spoon and fork that accidentally hit a plate.
Seen a housekeeper who was cleaning the house with a vacum cleaner, secretly smiling looking at his employer. An unusual sight, of course. During his work on Ditya, he was usually the one who made breakfast for the man. But now the task is a little light. Her cooking duties were taken over by the Madam of the house. Frolline told him that in the future he would cook, unless he did not have time.
The sound of the elevator doors opening shifted the concentration of the two. Frolline is seen smiling as Matt and Zoe say hello. The two assistants waited in front of the television while chatting quietly.
“Fro, finish your breakfast. There is something I have to tell Matt,” said Ditya, clean his mouth with a white cloth, then gulp down the water in a glass that is already available. The man in the black work suit immediately met Matt.
With a reassuring step, one hand tucked in her pants pocket, Ditya interrupted the conversation of his two assistants.
“Matt.”
“Each Boss, good morning,” greet Matt, hurriedly stand up followed by Zoe doing the same.
“My wife today started working at her papa company. Please find someone to help him, like an assistant but who mastered many things so that Fro can learn a lot from him, ” Ditya said, taking a sitting position with his legs folded in front of the two assistants.
“Zoe, you already know your job?” ask Ditya to his wife's assistant.
“Any Boss!”
“I want to make my wife a great woman,” said Ditya quietly, smiling at Frolline who was still busy with breakfast. This morning Frolline looked beautiful in a simple work suit, even though her face always looked cute adorable.
“Good, Boss!”
“Zoe, I have my wife with you,” Ditya said again, pulling out her phone. The man had been surfing with his lavish flatware while waiting for Frolline to finish his breakfast.
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Along the way, Frolline was more silent. Sitting at Ditya's side who was busy staring at him meaningfully. Matt was in the car with his two employers sitting next to Han who was busy with the wheel.
“Stop looking at me like that,” firmly Frolline, throw her gaze out the window. Staring at the other vehicles that also began to crowd the streets.
“Why? I was staring at my wife. Is that wrong?” The question back.
Seeing that Frolline was silent, Ditya took the initiative to grab onto the shoulder that since entering the car chose to sit away from him.
“Have not been angry again. I'm sorry,” whispered Ditya, carrying Frolline's body leaning against his shoulder.
“There are a lot of things that I find difficult to explain, but over time you will understand what I mean. At least now all that can be done is be patient and learn a lot of things. One day not only your in-laws, but everyone will appreciate and respect you,” explained Ditya.
“And at that moment, I just wanted to hear one thing from your lips. Not thanks or praise, but you are happy because it is not wrong to choose with me today,” continued Ditya, presenting a warm kiss in the corner of his wife's temple with closed eyes.
Not long after the car accompaniment Ditya and his assistant were into a building that was not too big. Just by staring, Frolline seemed to be reminded of the figure of the father who is now gone. Previously, he was often invited by his mother to visit here when he was a child.
Appeared regretfully in the heart, why not accept his papa's offer to work in their family's company long ago. At least there are many more stories and stories that he had when he was like now, when his parents were no longer with him.
It is not a matter of matter and science that he will get, for these two things can still be pursued now, but his memories. There are not many memories that can be assembled with papa and his mother during life.
He used to be too busy with his fun, his days were busy not with the streets, to the mall, college and watching, gathering with friends. Most of his time was spent with Firstan and his friends. Unlike Angella who has been in the company since finishing her High School, even her brother was in college while working in the family company. Never been in a relationship, not many friends. Angella's days were more for her company and her family - her mom and dad.
“Come down, now,” the decree Ditya, disperse the daydream Frolline. He stretched out his right hand to help his wife get out of the car.
“This is your company now!” obviously Ditya when they were already standing staring at the simple building in front of them. The three-story building is not very large.
“I'm sorry,” whispered Frolline, shedding her tears.
“There's a lot I've missed. And now I'm sorry. If I could replay the missed time, I would have spent a lot of my time with them,” Frolline said with a trembling tone holding back her cries from getting out.
“Show your parents, if you can boast they are now” Ditya said embracing his wife's shoulders.
“Maybe late, but better than nothing,”.
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