Crazy Rich Looking for Love

Chapter 7. A Glance of Life Ditya

Frolline returned home with her parents. It felt lonely, for the first time the brother did not come home with them. Angella tonight is staying with her husband at the hotel. Just think about it, the heart hurts. If you know love can be so painful, you want to never fall in love.

Just now he was about to climb the stairs that would lead to his room on the second floor, Gunawan, calling him.

“Fro, come here for a while,” call him, ask his daughter to sit on the sofa with him.

The man who started to grow old with gray hair dominating his black hair looked serious. Staring at her youngest daughter with a view that was hard to express. There is a sense of pity and annoyance at the same time. He did not want to be considered a father who failed to educate his daughter. Enough Angella who tarnishes the family's good name by getting pregnant before marriage, she does not want to fail again to educate her second daughter.

“Fro, you know that First is married. It is not appropriate for you to hug him like before,” said Gunawan, opening the conversation.

Frolline.

“She is already your brother's husband,” he continued again.

“He is my lover,” protested Frolline, still do not accept with a marriage that has even been legalized before God and the laws of the country.

“Your relationship is not the same as it used to be. Perhaps, when First was your lover, Papa never forbade Angell to sometimes hug your lover. Because the three of you are close to each other. However, now different, First status is not someone's lover, but someone else's husband,” Gunawan explained.

Mama Frolline who listened finally opened her voice, after not having the heart to see her daughter bowed sadly.

“Already, Pa. Don't discuss it first. The three of them had been close since infancy, even Fro for the past five years dating First. Everything happened so quickly and suddenly. It is also impossible in an instant to ask him to be a stranger,” said Mama Frolline, trying to defend her daughter.

Gunawan who from the beginning defied the attitude of his wife who was too indulgent his youngest daughter just clucked resentfully.

“You saw for yourself how you got educated. How effective is this daughter of yours. Other girls his age are already working, even many are married and have children,” Gunawan's nagging.

“He's not a kid anymore. This year he's been 22 years.” The nagging that had been directed at Frolline continued to his mother.

And Frolline, the girl was too sleepy, responding to Papa and her disputing mother's quarrel as usual. As his parents argued at length, he crept up to his room.

“They always have been,” said Frolline, laying her body on the bed. His hand opened the drawer on the nightstand, taking out photos of his memories with First.

***

Month passed.

She chose to stay away for a while. In addition to the demands of the job, he also wants to find out his own feelings. Although there are still reports of the movement and daily life of the girl who stole his heart.

After their first meeting at Firstan's wedding, his niece, Matt immediately handed over a stack of data from Frolline's childhood until the moment the lover was left married. Not only that, Matt even collected all the data of people closest to Frolline including both parents.

Ditya has just set foot in the country after spending his two-day weekend in Singapore with Radit, his friend Crazy Rich, the only son of the Bandung hotel's boss. They also brought along some beautiful and sexy model girls, Radit's best friend to accompany while in Singapore.

Still accompanied by his assistant Matt, the young man exited Halim Perdana Kusuma airport leaving his private jet parked in the south apron of the airport.

“Have not flown a plane for a long time, Boss. Don't miss sitting in the cockpit?” ask Matt suddenly.

Recall the ability of his employer who had taken flight school in America. Even though he only holds a license for private planes and single engines, at least the handsome man who became his role model has received permission to fly the iron bird at night.

When out of the airport door, the dream man of the women was already greeted with Lamborghini Aventador Lp 700-4. Invite admiration of colleagues who do not lose money.

“New again?” radit asked, admiring the red car that seduced his faith.

“Ah! In your garage even better than this,” said Ditya, low.

“You directly return to Bandung or to hotel?” tanya Ditya glanced at the three beautiful girls accompanying them.

“I'm staying at your place tonight,” Radit said.

“No problem, but don't bring women to my place!” pinta Ditya's.

“Come on, Bro!” Radith put on a hardened face, hoping to bring one of the model girls to his bed.

“No! Find a hotel! My home is only for my future wife. Not for other women,” said Ditya stepped into his car. Just as he was about to open the car door, suddenly the smart phone in his pants pocket rang.

Frowning her forehead, returned her sister Marisa who contacted. After a month there was no contact at all.

“Yes, Brother,” said Ditya shortly after sticking the thin phone in his ear.

“Ditya, tomorrow night come home. There's gonna be your sister-in-law's 50th birthday. Not a luxury celebration, just a family get-together,” Marisa explained.

Ditya was silent for a moment. His mind went straight to Frolline. The girl will definitely come also to attend the celebration of her sister-in-law. I don't know, his feelings are still floating. Not yet understood his own feelings. However, Frolline could steal his heart and mind right at his first glance.

There was something that the girl had, but no other girl had surrounded her all this time. He doesn't have a girlfriend. There are many women standing around, from college students to career women. From models, artists to spoiled princesses to conglomerates.

However, there is one that they do not have. He could not feel anything at first sight. Different when I saw Frolline for the first time. The girl walked while hiding her sad hue on the red carpet. And no doubt, Ditya was stunned because of that.

“Ditya ... Ditya ... You must have come, right?” ask Marisa to make sure. Marisa's voice was so loud, it pulled her into reality.

“Ya-yes, Sister. Let me see my schedule first,” said Ditya stamped.

“No need to bring anything. Just a gathering of family and close friends,” said the brother.

Just now Ditya was about to turn off her cell phone connection, but her brother's voice rang out again, loudly shouting.

“Ditya ... people property already came to the house a few days ago. Actually no need to bother, but thank you for your gift on Firstan and Angella.” Marisa says.

“They like? Choose which unit. I don't mind. If they are not suitable, they can choose their own occupancy that they like. I really want to give it to my nephew,” said Ditya again.

“Or want to take in the same place as me. No problem, just tell First,” continued Ditya before turning off his phone.

***

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