Crazy Rich Looking for Love
Chapter 85: Like me
“Don't tell me mom will stay with me here?” Ditya stared intently at the mama who was smiling widely in front of him.
The woman played both brownish eyebrows that had just been re-embroidered. “You want to throw your mama where, if not accommodate here.”
“Don't ask me to stay at the old man's palace. Although I know, the room at his house made my headache heal. Not just five stars, seven stars, Ko,” continued mama chuckled.
Your mother is old, my dear. Can no longer afford to share with your mommy, the seizure of Halim Hadinata. Although mama is sure, mama will win if pitted. The age of mommy and daddymu it's just counting the tear of the calendar.” Mama Ditya smiled triumphantly.
“Ma .. don't be. He's my daddy,” said Ditya, smiling wryly
“Yes, I know. If there's no daddy, where can you stand here. Already, where's mama's room?”
Ditya's eyes almost jumped out as his mother presumptuously arranged everything without asking his permission.
The one stared instead of condolence, instead thrusting an empty crystal glass before his son, waiting for the glass to be refilled.
“Ma, enough! You ... not young anymore.” Ditya.
The woman with the black superior laughed when she received this kind of treatment. Instead of complying, instead pour yourself red wine from a glass bottle. He chuckled again as he got the rough leather and the sharp gaze of his son.
“Little bit, Ko. Why is it now a calculation once, anyway!” grumbled the mama, smiling.
“The last! I don't want my mom to do anything. My mother is no longer young. You almost 55 years old, Mam.” Ditya is still upset by himself. For a long time, my mother was hard to stop.
“No, Ko. I’m 53 years old.” There is an age bargain between mother and child that ends with laughter both
The middle-aged woman sighed, looking back at her daughter-in-law who that night looked beautiful and looked simple with a black and white motif apron.
“What made you fall in love with her, Ko?” mama asked Ditya, sipping her red wine. His gaze seemed to strip the Frolline from a distance.
“All! I love everything that's on her.” Ditya rubbed his chin and looked at the same point. A happy glimmer enveloped his heart, every time he saw Frolline, that love was growing and developing all the time.
“She is beautiful, sometimes spoiled, not always obedient, occasionally rebellious. But, he was an adult, though often like a child. It’s okay, I love it.” Ditya still stared fixedly at his wife with a smile.
“Moreover .. em.. when he loves someone, he will love him madly. Total and only see from one side. He can love someone in his own way. Daddy must have told you a lot. I snatched it from my own nephew.” Ditya told me without shame.
A heavy blow landed on Ditya's arm. “You is my son. By Halim Hadinata!” mama said with pride.
“Ma, you know .. I need someone who can be strong, can stay by my side. The mushy woman will not be able to be next to me. Our lives are hard, different from most people. And ... Frolline is very strong, proven until now she still keeps her love for First despite being my wife.”
“Like me!” Mama Ditya said proudly.
Ditya.
“Fro cries often, sulks at me often. He was meek, but .. he had one strong side, which made me sure he chose him. When he loves someone, he is very confident and trusting. He is loyal and has principles in love though, love does hurt him. I need her love like that, I need her trust like that.”
Mama Ditya nodded.
“Daddy .. mama must know what my life is like, I need a woman like that to hang by my side, hold my hand. I don't need a smart and independent woman actually, just need a woman like that.”
“I need a wife as strong as you. Who can survive, though I don't know what reason you've been behind daddy, Ma.”
A loud laughter rang out from the lips of the woman who was sipping her red wine constantly.
“Very good of you, Ko. No need to be reminded that my place is behind your daddy. I know myself enough, because next to her is your mom, Meliana Hadinata. A woman who is not just a partner, your mommy transformed herself into a Hadinata. Unlike the mama,” he said bowed.
“I want Frolline can be as strong as mama and can be as tough as mommy. Entering the family of Halim Hadinata, whether women or men should be required to have something, inevitably I have to make my wife strong in a different sense. Must be able to be independent, have a career and something to be proud of. Daddy doesn't need a daughter-in-law who is good at cooking and great at taking care of her husband, although in the end she needs a grandson from her daughter-in-law.”
“Ko, your dinner is ready.”
“Come!” Ditya pulled his wife's hand and hugged the slender waist that was still tied an apron. “Mama is different from mommy. Be yourself in front of him. He's a little crazy, you have to get used to him, honey.” Ditya.
Frolline was surprised, venturing into her in-laws. Right now, he could see the beauty of the woman from a short distance away. Unlike the mommy who looks simple with his expensive look, Ditya's mom looks glamorous and sparkling with her thick make-up.
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After finishing dinner, Frolline and Ditya returned to the room. The handsome man is seen taking off his clothes and throwing them into a dirty laundry basket, staring at his wife who just came out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around her body.
“Fro, you want to tease Koko now?” tanya Ditya, already bare-chested. The cloth pants were still attached to his waist.
“No, I'm not interested in you, Ko.” Walk in closet to look for a change of clothes. Her favorite night dress.
“Fro, why has it been silent?” ditya asked, trailing into the walk in closet. The sudden presence of his mother, made the two not free to chat at the dining table.
“Nothing. I gave you a chance and mama took off miss.” Frolline had already tiptoed out her evening dress from inside the closet.
“Keep this one. Koko wants to see you in this sexy dress!” Ditya precedes, grabbing a thin satin nightgown with a low cleavage.
“Yang's right, Ko. What can I cover with this weird dress?” asked Frolline, looking at the dress that was only a few feet long. Frolline can make sure this dress will not be able to close its assets perfectly.
“What to cover? Because this dress is designed not to cover but to lure the cat in action.” Ditya. The shadow of his wife in this short dress will look charming tonight.
“Matt is amazing. The smartest pleases his master. I want to give him more bonuses. The sexier my wife's nightgown, the more abundant the annual bonus.” Ditya said while pulling his wife's body to stand in front of him.
“Take this only! Do not use the interior,” Ditya command again, the more make Frolline slack.
“Job Ko. Why is your brain this summer.” Frolline protest, protest,
“That guy should be perverted, darling. Otherwise, you should doubt my identity, Fro. I'm wearing it now, I'm waiting for you in bed. I'm curious Fro.”
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Just now Ditya had laid his body on the bed, the door of the room was wide open. The mother appeared with her sleeping negligee without knocking, without excuse. Stepping in, carrying a stack of jewelry boxes in her arms.
Bruk!! The velvet boxes fell on the bed, scattered.
“Ma, what the hell is this?” Sontak Ditya sat up, looking at his mother. Entered suddenly. It was revealed that if he was doing something with his wife, Frolline would be embarrassed to death.
“This is all for your wife. My mom no longer wants to keep it. The model is old. My mother could not wear these jewels either. Diamond is too big, can be pickpocketed in the middle of the road.” Mama Ditya spoke with her leisure.
“What is this?” He grabbed one of the boxes and opened it. Ditya's eyes were rounded at the sight of a set of diamond-studded jewelry. There's a necklace, a bracelet and a cash register. Not just a box, there were dozens of boxes lying on top of the bed.
“For what is this, Ma?” ditya asked in surprise, looking at the expensive jewelry neatly stored in the box. The value is more than hundreds of millions, if totaled can all reach billions.
“That's from your daddy. When you were married, your daddy gave you all this. Make your wife alone, mama only save as necessary, which mama often wear.” The woman sat back, enjoying her son's soft bed.
“Why not wear a top? You ...” Mama Ditya did not continue her words, surprised by the appearance of Frolline on the doorstep with a nearly naked look.”
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