Crazy Rich Looking for Love
Chapter 79: Approving the Marriage
How the story began, no one knows. Couples who initially only hugged warmly, shared that comfort either since when they demanded each other. From soft caresses, to wish-fishing swipes. Frolline who began to get used to the intimate attitude of the husband, was swept away with every sweet treatment Ditya.
“Fro ...” said Ditya in the middle of his hunting breath. The two burly hands had already locked onto his wife's body, rolling over slowly with seductive gazes. Not a single bit of the dense netra turned to look at the beautiful face of his wife.
Inaudible, Frolline replied with a hand-locking entanglement at the nape of her husband. A smile, before finally resigning to the owner of the right to him. The woman in the pale green pajamas could only accept the incendiary invading indulgence, paying him with a sigh of pleasure to provoke the desire of the crown prince Halim Group.
The husband and wife who are ready to fly into the clouds is diving into the sea of passion. When the body is attached to each other, the sense of entwining is integrated in the beauty of marriage. The sacred bond that legalizes Adam and Eve's grandson to take each other's rights and carry out obligations in accordance with the nature of marriage.
When the kisses meet, the sweetness is felt on the lips. Being called possessive, showering his wife with all the love. Breath hunting along with the wick, the decapitation was tightened, the two lips were reluctant to take off.
“Ko ...” a word of this escaped also from the thin lips of Frolline after minutes the two exchanged lips.
“Hmmm ...” Muttering indistinctly, after distancing the distance of their faces. Ditya could stare clearly, the curves of his wife's face that met red with breath up and down.
“Here?” ask Ditya, ask at once ask permission before starting. The man was stunned to look at his wife's clothes that had been messy irregularly. Exposed flirting with faith, angling his male side to demand more.
Frolline nodded, staring within the black bead of the husband who was now overlapping her. The bare-chested male lowered his face again, starting a kiss on the lips. Only a second did their lips meet, the sound of the door opening distracted.
The reflexes both turned to the same point. Marisa with a surprised look, glued to the door staring unblinkingly. It took a few seconds, then the consciousness greeted him.
“Ma-sorry ...” Marisa. Immediately turned around, embarrassed himself.
Following behind, the well-dressed Firstan with a sinless look, a black work suit complete with a motif tie. The man was no less surprised when the door of the room that opened perfectly could not hide the view is not worth in it.
“Mi ... I have to go to the office ... now.” Instant. His tongue was clouded along with a brain that was suddenly dead-end. A free spectacle, a couple overlapping on a bed really made his day suddenly worse.
Without waiting for a response, Firstan turned around. Not filling his memory with hurtful things. How not, he sees his loved ones with other men in a position that even he is ashamed to just imagine. Although he was aware, in fact Frolline had become the wife of someone, the woman of someone else, but still the pain was reluctant to leave.
In contrast to Marisa and her son, Ditya hurriedly rose from his position. The man pulled his wife to stand together.
“Kak, what's up?” tanya Ditya shuts down the nervous and shy that attack simultaneously. It does not deserve to be a general consumption.
“Food is ready. Frolline hasn't eaten since. Invite your wife to eat and take medicine, after that please continue what had stopped.” Marisa explained without looking at Ditya. Shame it was not only Ditya and Frolline's, the sister-in-law also felt the same way.
Yes, Mi.” Frolline replied with a face met with embarrassment.
***
Ditya had brought his wife back to the penthouse. Frolline's condition has also improved and can move back. Seven days rest at home, on the eighth day Mrs Ditya Halim Hadinata returned to work at her office.
Halim Hadinata's? The condition of the owner of Halim Group was soared drastically a day after Ditya returned to the penthouse and decided to take over the leadership of Halim Group. He has returned to Surabaya once the company's condition is stable.
“Fro, Koko will take you to the office, after that koko must see Sandra.” Ditya out of the room with a neat look, preparing to start his day. The burly hand had already pulled the dining chair and dropped his butt right in front of the breakfast plate Frolline had prepared for him.
“Coko is not to the office?”
Frolline frowned, astonished. The woman in a white shirt with blue dongker pants was sitting next to her husband.
“Koko has to meet Sandra for a while, clear things up, solve the problem of both of us hanging up to this point,” Ditya explained. His right hand had already started swinging the spoon into his mouth.
“Hmm ...”
“Ko, what will Koko do? Koko won't marry Sandra, will she? I heard Matt chatting with Zoe, that Koko has taken over the helm of Halim Group.”
“Koko promised you, right?”
Frolline nodded.
“Believe me!” Ditya said in a pleading tone. The man needed the wife's trust to start it all. There are a lot of plans filling his brain these days. And for that, he decided to meet Sandra.
“Ko ..” The spoiled call came back from the pink lipstick.
“I don't want Koko to marry again. Me ...” The sentence was unresolved, a spoonful full of fried rice with pieces of egg landed into the mouth. Frolline could only resignedly chew quickly everything.
“Don't think a no-no. Koko yours. Forever will be so.” Ditya smiled a little. His heart warmed when he found the possessive attitudes of Frolline shown without shame.
“I ...”
“Seat your breakfast now. Don't talk too much. Koko is late later,” cut Ditya, return to feed his wife a spoonful of fried rice.
“Ko ..”
“What else, my dear Frolline?” Asking in a slightly pressing tone, Ditya's smile expanded perfectly when she found Frolline jealous of her. Since then he noticed a sour smile wryly adorning the beautiful face of his wife.
“I ... can you come with me?” tanya Frolline hesitated.
“Cute?” ditya asked in surprise, repeating the essence of his wife's sentence.
Frolline nodded small.
“Ah Fro, why should it be this sweet. This morning you made my world beautiful.” Flowers bloomed in Ditya's heart as he found that jealousy manifest in his wife's beautiful eyes.
“I'm serious.” Frolline insisted.
“Later, not now. For now, believe in koko.” With his right hand cupped the beautiful face of his wife, who was now acting very sweet and submissive.
“Ya?” Ditya asked. Requesting certainty Frolline. He also needs to be trusted, because the problem and the father is not simple.
Nodding small, Frolline tried to give her support as a wife by obeying what her husband wanted. Trying to believe even though it is still stored question marks and doubts.
***
“I approve our wedding!” firmly Ditya, shortly after the girl with the short haircut was sitting sweetly. A five-star restaurant in the city center became the place Ditya chose to seriously discuss the continuation of their arranged marriage that had been arranged by their second family in advance. Even before the two human children were born into the world.
TB
