Crazy Rich Looking for Love

Chapter 69: Koko is declared bankrupt

Along the way Ditya chose silence. Clutching the Frolline tightly, dropping his head on the wife's shoulders. The man looked strong, but his soul was violently shaken. Taking this step and leaving his sickly daddy to bear the embarrassment on the podium was not his wish. After all, he was in the world because of Halim Hadinata.

“Ko, are you okay?” asked Frolline, after seeing for yourself how the husband who usually speaks suddenly silenced a thousand languages.

“Hmmm,” murmur slowly it sounds real in Frolline's ear. Currently, Ditya was enjoying the warm niche of his wife's neck.

“I'm sorry, Ko. All happened because you chose me.” Guilt flutters the chest. The girl is holding haru. She sacrificed everything to stay by her side.

“Already, Fro. Don't think. It selects. Why should my wife feel guilty,” said Ditya, clasping Frolline's hand tightly, linking his fingers to his wife's lick fingers.

Silence greeted the two, both Ditya and Frolline chose silence while sharing warmth through touch. Sharing feelings through the eyes.

That night the streets in the center of the city look crowded smoothly. Han who had been silent since then, smiled when he saw the affection of his two masters from the rearview mirror. It is a rare sight, like a winter in the tropics.

“Bos, we return home?” han asked, after such a long time of not getting orders.

“We to hotel!” pinta Ditya's. The man was already leaning back, stretching out his arms on the back of the car seat, letting Frolline keep the question in his heart.

A five-star hotel that is not too far from their residence, became Ditya's choice. The man reserved a presidential suite for her and the wife spent the night. Not an impromptu honeymoon or any other romantic surprise. It's just an escape of two human children who are fighting for their love.

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“Schatzi Dear, you don't mind us sleeping here tonight?”

Ditya was struggling to remove the attributes of the party worn. One by one part of the tuxedo is detached from the body. Until finally, there was a white shirt with dark black trousers.

“Ya, Ko.” Short but calming answer. Frolline sat on the hotel's soft bed in a white dress dangling to the floor.

“You're not sultry, Fro?” tanya Ditya frowned when he saw his wife was still at home with her expensive dress.

“I don't have a change of clothes,” great-grandson Frolline slowly.

“You don't need to wear anything tonight,” seductive Ditya, straining his one eye.

The man was already standing next to his wife, took off the button sleeve of the shirt and folded it to the elbow. Slowly take out the bag.

His gadget landed seamlessly on the nightstand, then grabbed his leather wallet from his pants pocket. Ditya issued one by one the magic cards that he had been using. There were dozens of cards that were eventually broken, then thrown into the trash.

“I now have nothing, Fro ...” whispered Ditya slowly. Set aside the only personal card. Debit card where to save all his efforts during opening culinary business in the UK.

“You don't mind, do you? If I have to live hard with me. We moved into an apartment with regular facilities. There are no more bodyguards everywhere, but we must remain hidden from the news hunters,” said Ditya smilingly staring at his wife's tired face.

Frolline nodded and smiled. Throwing a soothing glance. She could arrive with a lot of words, but the beautiful look in her eyes sent out quite a lot of words that she wanted to say to her husband.

The silence was piqued by the ringing of the cell phone on the nightstand. Ditya smiled as Matt's name appeared on the screen.

“Yes, Matt. How?” ask Ditya. The man had been waiting for information from his assistant.

“Aman Boss. I'm on the way to your place, Boss!” sahut Matt's.

“Yes, don't bring a lot of people, don't get caught by reporters. I don't want Frolline distracted,” ask Ditya. Since at the event venue, as much as possible Ditya hid the identity of Frolline. It was nothing, when the world knew that Frolline was his wife, that moment the freedom of Frolline disappeared. He didn't want Frolline to experience that. His wife must be uncomfortable.

Throwing his expensive cell phone over the bed.

“Fro, your husband has nothing left now. I'm nobody anymore right now. I was only Sitya without Halim Hadinata,” Ditya said. Smiling warmly stared, at this moment Ditya felt to be himself.

The husband's words pinched Frolline's feelings instantly. It was imagined, how hard it was for Ditya to currently make a decision. Frolline knew clearly how much Ditya meant family, how much Ditya respected his daddy and mommy.

The girl who had taken off her high heel stood up while lifting her long dress. Approaching and draping both hands around Ditya's neck. The man who now belongs to him. The man who took it off for his sake.

“I stay with you, no matter what happens to you, Ko.” With a tiptoe the sweet girl kissed Ditya's slightly open lips.

Deg—

Of course Ditya was surprised. The first time, his wife was so sweet and willing to kiss him first. Normally, the man would have to go to great lengths to persuade, seduce even threaten just for the sake of a kiss, but currently Frolline was so kind-hearted. Do it voluntarily.

“Wo shi zhen de zhen de hen ai ni.” (I really love you a lot)

Ditya said softly, just after Frolline let go of her kiss. The man smiled, tilting his face at his timid wife.

“Why to be ashamed, Fro. I'm your husband. You are free to kiss me anytime,” said Ditya momentarily found red blushing cheeks like pomegranate.

Both of his burly hands were already clutching his wife's body, within seconds the tiny body soared into the air and landed smoothly onto the bed.

“Ahhh ...” Pekit Frolline, surprised. Suddenly, Ditya lifted his body and threw it over the contest.

“You have started it, at least now I have to finish it.” Ditya winked. His hands deftly unbuttoned his white shirt. From top to bottom buttons, show the chest of the field with seductive muscles. Throwing his shirt home without looking again. The man's gaze was already locked on his wife's nervous face.

“Come Fro, why is your face like this?” ditya asked, shortly after locking Frolline's body with both of her sturdy arms.

“That's your gaze, Ko. Horrible,” said Frolline slowly, swallowing his saliva. Especially when feeling the fingers of Ditya who carved the curves of her face, then down tickled her bare shoulders. There was a sensation that made the girl crumble.

“Your dress isn't it bothering you, Fro? Just imagine it, I can't afford it,” asked Ditya researching the beautiful body wrapped in an expensive dress.

It was indeed she who chose it for Frolline, but now the beauty of this dress was no longer important. It would be more interesting to see Frolline with nothing.

“No, I'm comfortable, Ko.”

“I'd rather you take it off now. More beautiful,” comments Ditya. Both hands are behind his wife's neck, removing the necklace diamond gift mommy.

From the neck, the man's hands turned to infiltrate behind his back. Unlock the hook and pull down the zipper of a long dress that wraps around a beautiful body that seduces his man's passion.

In an instant the twin mounds with both seductive pink peaks were plastered for real before Ditya's eyes. One of the precious assets of his wife who has been imprisoned since is now free.

“Jeez, Fro. You weren't wearing a bra at the party. If it sags, cocoa will lose big,” grumbled Ditya, cupping one of them gently.

Frolline raised both eyebrows, lying down posthumously staring at Ditya who was overstimulating his body.

“Bra stick directly in her dress, Ko.”

“Koko already has nothing now. The only treasure left is you, Fro. If something happens to you, Koko is declared bankrupt,” said Ditya laughed.

There was a haru infiltrating the recesses of the Frolline's heart, as Ditya's beautiful words ran through his ears. Perhaps the love had not yet reached him, but Frolline hoped that soon it would drown him. He could not let down the man who was currently so possessive of looking after him. Sacrificed a lot for him. Although in the corner of his heart was still stored by Firstan, Frolline hoped that the remaining space would only belong to Ditya.

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TB