Crazy Rich Looking for Love

Chapter 61: Meeting the Past

Last night's heat struggle was much sweeter than the first night. Frolline is more able to work together and according to. The girl also began to give a taste, responding to every touch of Ditya's favor. Not as bright as their struggles on the first night.

Welcoming the morning, still curled up, hugging tightly under the covers. The skin of the body is still stuck together, in contact with each other.

Frolline awoke shyly, as Ditya's arm possessively locked onto her bare waist. Not only there, her husband's regular gasps were blowing on her breast skin, making Frolline graze unintentionally.

“Ko, wake. I must prepare breakfast for you,” whispered Frolline, gently massaging her husband's scalp. Hoping that Ditya would soon move, not sleeping on his bare chest.

The second gentle call, Ditya opened his eyes. “Hmmmm,” murmur Ditya, slow down.

“What time, Fro?” asked Ditya with a hoarse voice.

“Jam six. Let's relocate. I have to prepare breakfast, after that I have to go to the office as well,” Frolline explained.

Instead of moving, Ditya more and more buried his face in the plain Frolline body, even tasting and giving more reddish marks there.

“Ahhhh, Ko.!” pekik Frolline, surprised, again Ditya nibbled slowly his twin mounds alternately. With hands squeezing.

“Next few days company birthday, Fro. Find your best dress, I will introduce you to the world,” explained Ditya, stop teasing his wife.

“Daddy will come too?” ask Frolline.

“Of course. He still holds the highest leadership position. The party will not start without him, it will not end without his cue,” explained Ditya, immersing his face in the niche of the neck of the wife, enjoying the skin of the body Frolline with the scent of her roses.

Fretful face Frolline printed clear, so as to confirm the presence of his father-in-law.

“Patience a little more for me. Whatever happens, look or not, I always stand beside you,” whispered Ditya.

“Only can I not oppose my parents outright. Papa your mama is gone, I know you keep regret until now, I'm sure you can understand what I feel.”

Frolline nodded slowly.

“Later in the afternoon I will take you to the tomb of your father and mother. We haven't been there since the wedding. All farewell, we will fly to Germany.”

***

Sepi greet when the hot sun on top of the tubun. The leaves are waving, blown by the dry season breeze. The two human children were sitting in one of the pavilions, the tomb area in a luxurious burial complex, on the outskirts of Jakarta.

Almost half an hour, Ditya and Frolline greeted on a lined tombstone, with the names of papa and his mother there. Saddened, the cries almost pay back every Frolline considering the journey of both her parents to get to this point of immortality.

“They are happy, Schatzi,” whispered Ditya clutched tightly onto Frolline's shoulder, whispering softly in the ear, giving a kiss at the temple.

Sweetie! Ditya hopes her sweet treatment will further melt Frolline. After feeling enough, the man took the wife to say goodbye. The job requires them to return to their respective offices.

As the two stepped up, Ditya suddenly caught the voice of a foreign woman, but it sounded familiar in his ears.

“DITYA!” the pekik slowly stuck.

The couple turned around, staring straight at the source of the voice. The beautiful woman was holding the baby boy, smiling warmly greeting them. Behind him looks a much older man, carrying a baby boy with a similar face carried by the woman. There were several assistants and the girl in the nun uniform tailed behind.

“Kailla?” tanya Ditya made sure, the man's eyes sparkled beautifully. For a long time he had not seen the sweet girl who had broken his heart at first sight.

“Iya, Dit. How are you?” kailla asked to hand the baby in her cradle to one of the nannies.

“Good, meet my wife, Frolline,” said Ditya, hugging tightly around Frollline's waist. Hiding a slightly shaken feeling in the first meeting after a long time apart.

This time Kailla is not alone. If it used to be the status of someone's wife, now Kailla adds a new status as a young mother to her twin sons.

“Frolline,” said Frolline, welcoming Kailla's helping hand, glancing at Kailla from the same head to the foot.

Pram, Kailla's husband also greeted and met. The man looked ordinary, unlike their previous meeting, always in an unpleasant situation.

“Why can it be here?” ask Kailla wonder.

“I visited the tomb of my in-laws,” said Ditya, pointing towards the headstones lined up near them.

Both Kailla and Pram follow the direction of Ditya's index. Pram's eyes rounded violently when he recognized one of the gravestones with his familiar name and date of birth. The man's gaze shifted to staring at Frolline from head to toe, researching and looking for similarities with his wife.

“Oh yes, my daddy is also here,” says Kailla broke the momentary silence. His face turned dejected, pointing at the pavilion not far from where they were standing. From a distance, two headstones appeared.

The short meeting ended, Frolline who had since observed Ditya's change of face gathered many questions in her mind.

“Ko, who are they?” asked Frolline, when they were in the car.

Matt who was sitting in the front seat, sipping mineral water from inside the bottle had to choke on the Madam Boss's question. There's no way Ditya's gonna admit that Kailla was the first love that drove that guy crazy.

“He's just an acquaintance,” says Ditya relaxed.

“Not one of your collections anymore, right?” todong Frolline's. Jealousy in his words.

“No, Fro Darling. You do not see that he carried two,” said Ditya, embracing his wife's shoulders, trying to send full confidence that currently only Frolline is the only woman in his life and heart, he said, not anyone else.

“I saw your gaze earlier, Ko!” attack Frolline.

“What is my gaze like?” tanya Ditya fishing.

Frolline shook her head, hiding the jealousy she was hiding. “I don't like you close to other women!” frolline firmly, threw his gaze out the window.

Deg—

Ditya digested back the words that Frolline had just thrown, arriving at the conclusion that made him smile knot.

“What were you, Fro?” Ditya shifted his seat, approaching towards his wife. Flanking so that the Frolline does not move anywhere.

“I'm fine. Suppose you don't hear,” said Frolline, biting her lips held her shame.

“How can not hear, I have heard it.”

“Yes already, if koko has heard, do not ask and ask me to repeat again,” protest Frolline.

Ditya had not been able to answer, Frolline again voiced. “Matt, take me to the office, yes!” her word precedes the husband.

“Yes Mistress,” says Matt, smile.

“If Madam is acting this sweet, I will definitely get a big bonus from Mr. Boss. Not bad, make savings to apply for Rania,” Inner Matt.

Before long, a message was heard coming in on Matt's phone. The assistant's heart skipped a beat as there was evidence of a transfer going into his account with a text message underneath.

Matt, find an excuse so my wife and I can spend all day together. She looks so cute, I'm not gonna waste this opportunity.

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