
The sweet girl sat cross-legged with a lethargic face in front of the navel. Staring in the shade on the two gravestones lined up neatly, engraved the names of the two people he loved. Yeah, Frolline spent the whole day moaning there. After going to the pharmacy, the girl chose to go to the funeral of her parents in the outskirts of Jakarta.
Previously wanted to tell Ditya, but until halfway through the phone screen dimmed. Not had time to type a message and send it, the smartphone darkened and died completely out of battery.
The face looks like it's shedding tears again. The clear liquid was so friendly, that it refused to leave Frolline alone.
“Ma .. I miss you guys,” great-grandson Frolline, holding her open handbag. Pull out a piece of tissue and squeeze it slowly. He saw a box of KB pills he had just bought at the pharmacy. Forced to choose this path, just in case after hearing himself the quarrel of her husband and in-laws this morning.
The longing grew even greater as she felt alone facing life. Ditya's family's rejection left him slumped in silence. Not to mention the past history, where she could not get too close to Marisa which would only make her husband jealous blindly. Frolline felt alone in the middle of the warm embrace of a Ditya Halim Hadinata.
Unable to rebel, unable to resist, unable to show the sense that he hid in his heart. She felt alone despite Ditya embracing her lovingly. Unlike when he was with Firstan, he could express all the flavors. Sad, happy, crying, happy, everything can be shared with Firstan without hesitation.
With Ditya, he couldn't do it. There are limits that make it impossible to go any further. There is a high wall that he built himself and so far did not want to be stepped on.
Perhaps they had already shared many things, but in the small heart the distance was still there. Getting to know Ditya in just a short period of time, he was asked to accept the well-established, handsome, extremely charming man without being able to resist. Yes, admitted Frolline, her husband must be a dream of women, but so far her feelings for Ditya have not been as strong as her feelings for Firstan.
“Ma, my in-laws still won't accept me. I don't know what else to do,” the story of Frolline, staring at a bunch of red roses he bought on the way.
“I want to go it feels like, but I also have no one here. Brother Angell left, even Brother Angell cut ties with me,” he said, bowed slowly.
Bluffing here a little bit makes her feel a lot better. The burden that he stored alone could at least come out even if only a small.
“Ma, I have to go back. It's afternoon,” he said again as he stared at the clock on his wrist, it's almost four in the afternoon.
Frowning held his tingling legs from sitting cross-legged for too long. His stomach was cramping, his waist was beginning to protest.
***
Ditya went berserk after news that his wife had disappeared. Trying to contact, but always get a welcome from the operator girl with her soft voice flowing. However, not to Ditya, the gentleness sounded nauseating.
With wide strides, get into the building where Frolline's office is followed by Matt. The handsome man held a rage and worry. It looked from his unfriendly face, unwilling to even answer when accosted.
Once in the lobby, Ditya finds Zoe standing in panic, hiding her fear by keeping her head down. The assistant knew that in a moment he would be completely exhausted in Ditya's hands.
This was the first mistake he made, yet he could guess what punishment he would get. I don't know what Ditya's true character is. During this time he was more in Surabaya with Halim Hadinata. In order to give all the information to the big boss, he was sent Halim to Jakarta, through Matt.
“How to get you teledor?” tanya Ditya, can still try to be calm.
“Sorry Boss, I'm in the parking lot taking the car. The madam waited in the lobby,” explained Zoe, not daring to stare at Ditya.
“Suddenly I was alerted via sms if Madam had walked by taxi. I tried to catch up, but found nothing. The madam is gone,” continued Zoe.
“Matt, please check cctv. After that call the cab office, they'll know where the driver took my wife!” ditya's orders, immediately find a solution and move quickly.
Half an hour passed, Matt was seen running with a happy smiling face. Stored important information in his brain, which will dampen Ditya's anger. Matt could sigh in relief.
“Bos ...”
“How?” cut Ditya was impatient.
“Mrs ...” Matt's speech was interrupted when the phone in his hand rang. His eyes widened with a frown keeping his hermitage.
“Boss big ...” he said, switching to staring at Ditya who is no less surprised.
“Where is the child?” cerocos Halim, refusing to talk to Matt.
“Bos ...” sodor Matt, hands his phone to Ditya
“Yes, Dad. What's up?” Ditya greeted, trying to sound ordinary, hiding his panic.
“No need to find your wife. He's at his parents' funeral. No need to catch up with him, he is on his way home,” Halim explained. Without further ado, the old man shared all the information about Frolline with his son.
What he can do, Ditya still can not master his feelings. Only a youngster can still get carried away so easily, not a mature man who can separate personal and work affairs.
Ditya is still unstable and has not finished with the management of his own heart. The feeling of Ditya affects the mood of the youngster and will affect his company. His son does not deserve to be in the top position of Halim Group. However, he could do anything other than teach Ditya in his own way.
“Daddy spying on us!” todong Ditya, pissed.
“Hahaha ... Ko, is there any reason for me not spying on the woman you married. He was the key to taming my male lion who is now out of control.” Laughter was clearly heard from across the street.
“Dad! You're passing!” namel Ditya.
“I don't want to argue, Young Master. I'm just telling you your wife's okay. I don't want anything to happen to your wife either. I need him to calm you down.”
Ditya was getting annoyed to hear his daddy's sentences.
“Have not panicked excessively. There are two of my men who always follow Fro. I hope this is enough to calm you down. Focus on the company! Don't think about women. What will be tens of thousands of employees of Halim Group, if the leader only knows love and love!” break up Halim without giving Ditya a chance to interrupt.
Cowering listlessly, but Ditya was already much calmer when she found out that Frolline was fine.
“How is the Boss?”
“Nothing, all is well,” said Ditya.
“Bos, Madam all day is in pema ..”
“I already know, we're back home!” cut off Ditya, raise his hand asking Matt to stop talking.
***
At seven o'clock in the evening, Frolline just arrived at his luxury penthouse. He was even ready for dinner. Worried it still belongs to a charming guy in a white casual suit. Simple t-shirt with white jeans knee-length. Her hair was still wet, with a few drops of water falling on her shoulders.
“Matt, Fro not here yet?” he asked as he stepped out of his bedroom. Accordance with the sound of the elevator.
Netra the two immediately turned to the elevator door which slowly opened.
“Fro! Why are you once a night? Koko is worried about you!” Run over and hug tightly. Plied a kiss on the shabby face of the expressionless Frolline. Calmness spread in his heart when making sure his wife came.
“You're fine, right?” Ditya asked again.
Not yet Frolline replied, from the direction of the bedroom of the mother Ditya appeared a young man with good looks above average and bare chest, surprising the couple. Matt and Zoe are no exception.
***
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