Crazy Rich Looking for Love
Chapter 64: Honey Bunny
Ditya was still staring at his wife as a second friendly call rolled from the lips of the sexy girl before him. Instead of being happy, Ditya's adrenaline is racing right now. It was like riding a thunderbolt ride, racing along with Frolline's gaze so piercingly at him.
“Honey ...” greet the girl.
“How ... can be present at this event?” tanya Ditya hesitated.
“Oh .. Of course I got an invitation directly from Mr. Halim, Honey bunny.” The girl blinked her eyes, biting at the thick lips she polished with a flaming red lipstick.
Matt and Zoe who stood rigidly, could only resignedly accept fate. Already the law of nature, when the boss gets into trouble with the mistress, it means they also have to prepare to be exposed to the sap.
“I miss you, Honey. Wherever I've been, I've rarely seen you, Honey.” The question came back from the girl's lips.
“Sorry, my husband has been quarantined recently. What does it take to miss my husband?” tanya Frolline ventured. This time he had already clashed with a beautiful girl who was much taller than him. The model girl was almost as tall as her husband. Frolline had to look up in order to see clearly.
Deg—
The girl stared at Frolline from the tip of the hair to the tip of the foot. She looked at Ditya, barely believing.
“What does it take to look at my husband like that, Honey Bunny.” Frolline again asked.
“Sorry, Whose mom?” asked the girl, smiling cynically looking at Frolline.
“Include, I am Lady Ditya HALIM HADINATA,” firmly Frolline, thrusting her hand towards the girl. Previously, Frolline still had time to pull her long hair, showing off a diamond-studded pendant that coiled around her neck. Gift necklace from the mother-in-law.
“I mean, you're married, Honey?” the girl asked, looking at Ditya.
“Yes, this man is married. Do I need to take out her wedding book to convince you?” tanya Frolline deliberately played her hanging fingers. Hoping that the bully girl sees the wedding ring tucked in her ring finger.
“Ellena, call me Elle,” said the girl. Finally welcomed Frolline's hand.
He had not dared to open his mouth since. Once moved and missteps, his fate was at the tip of the horn. Even today, his expensive shoes are being stepped on by a 12 cm high heel, hiding behind long dangling dresses. Each leg shifted, Frolline increasingly hard stomped his foot until it was painful.
“Schatzi Say ..”
Frolline's eyes were sharp and pierced straight into her husband's pitch-black eyes. The man's tongue complained for a moment, unable to continue his sentence, when Frolline asked him to shut his mouth through the glare of the eye.
Matt and Zoe who had been spectators since, just kept their mouths shut to see her employer so submissive. Usually Ditya is not this flat every meet with beautiful girls. At least there are warm hugs or kisses left and right cheeks.
“Oh Lele, what's wrong with my husband. Can you please stop calling my husband Honey?” pinta Frolline's.
Deg—
Ditya swallows saliva. Just this time he saw his wife behaving like this. He only found out the other side of his wife turned out to be very terrible. Previously, Ditya thought Frolline was a sweet girl and was so obedient. Who could only cry or duck when meeting the women of his past. It turns out oh, beyond expectation. His wife was like a lioness ready to pounce.
“Call me, Mrs. By Halim Hadinata!” firmly Frolline. Imitating the way to meet her husband. Usually Ditya would say the same thing, just as when her husband was acquainted with her.
Again Ditya can only swallow. The figure of Frolline who now really made him unable to open his voice.
“Yes, Mrs Ditya. I have nothing to do with your husband. We only had time to meet a few times at the party,” explained Ellena.
“Good then. You see, for a long time my hands have not grabbed hair and clawed at the pretty faces of my husband's admirers. Sometimes I miss those times,” said Frolline. Smiling sweetly at Ellena.
“Ba .. alright ka .. lau so, I'm sorry, Mrs.” Ellena stammered, saying goodbye soon. Don't want to cause trouble with Frolline. Looking at the gaze of the wife of Ditya Halim Hadinata only, the fur on her neck goosebumps. Shown, if you have to fight the crest and claws in the crowd.
As soon as the girl left, Frolline immediately interrogated her husband. “Why silence, Young master?” asked Frolline, turning to stare at the silent man from now on.
“Fro, my leg hurts. Can stop stepping on it,” pinta Ditya clear.
Matt and Zoe, who were listening, shut up. Holding back the laughter so as not to come out. How not, Ditya who feared his subordinates, had so much bodyguard and power, but was afraid of his own wife. That's just a little girl and can't be anything.
“Again I hear someone calling you Honey at this party, I'll make you sleepless tonight!” bully Frolline, hurrying to leave Ditya.
He shrieked, biting his lips staring helplessly. The man's gaze turned to look at the two assistants.
“You heard what my wife said? Make sure no one calls me Honey again during the party!” ditya's orders, pointing his index finger at Matt.
“If until that happens, I will make you unable to sleep the next week!” He threatened both of his assistants. A punishment greater than Frolline's. The man hurriedly caught up with his wife, making sure everything was fine.
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The two new assistants could laugh loosely as Ditya's shadow moved away. Matt hugged his stomach, overshadowing Ditya's terrified look as he faced his wife. The man continued to laugh, until accidentally the corner of his eye looked at a pair of guests who had just entered the ballrooom.
Deg—
“There's daddy daddy-in-law.” Matt whispered softly. His net continues to follow the movement of men who are caring for his wife. Bara looks handsome in a black suit and bow tie. Bella looks great in her evening dress.
Both corners of Matt's lips were drawn upwards when he saw a beautiful girl who was holding Bara's right hand.
“Ran-Ran ...”
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