
Ditya is still inflamed. The man who rarely looked angry was still upset. Even Frolline's apologies were ignored.
“Ko, don't be angry again. I'm sorry.” Frolline took a sitting position, grabbing Ditya's arm which stood expressionlessly next to her.
Not even looking, the man still harbored his disappointment. It wasn't a matter of the pill being taken, he knew clearly it had no effect whatsoever. However, it is a matter of trust. If the marriage is without trust, they want to be taken to where their household is.
And since yesterday-yesterday, Ditya has confirmed to his wife that he does not allow Frolline to delay pregnancy. This problem has been discussed before, even Ditya has firmly rejected the desire of Frolline.
“What are you delaying your pregnancy, Fro?” ditya asked, rubbing her wrinkled face rough.
Frolline bergeming.
“SAY!” bentak Ditya's. His voice sounded blaring. Luckily their bedroom is soundproof, otherwise they can be sure their quarrel will be heard by Ditya's mom in the next room.
“Sorry Co. ..”
“Just tell me what your reason is. Koko will try to consider forgiving you or not, Fro.”
“I ... I'm afraid of getting pregnant. Em ...” Frolline could not continue his sentence. If she was straightforward, Ditya would know that she eavesdropped on her husband and mother-in-law.
Standing stiff, Ditya stared intently. Waiting for an answer to what will come out of his wife's lips. Explanation of what Frolline was going to tell him.
“I'm sorry, Ko. Let's sleep now,” persuade Frolline with full tenderness. Stand up and pull her husband's burly body to lie down with her. Things he never did all this time, but for the sake of dampening Ditya's anger, he did.
Frolline smiled in relief, as Ditya complied. Her husband put his body on her side. However, that beautiful smile did not last long, instantly disappearing as Ditya turned around, turning her back.
“Ko, don't be angry again. I'm sorry,” whispered Frolline, approached and spoke softly in Ditya's ear.
Silent —
Ditya did not even care, Frolline only spoke alone. No response from her husband at all. Only a burly back was a silent witness.
“Ko, don't get angry again,” persuade Frolline.
This time Ditya could smile a little, as Frolline spread her head on Ditya's arm lying sideways. Despite that, the handsome man still maintained his cold demeanor. Prepare to wait for the next Frolline reaction. I hope his wife will be more courageous. It was not usual for Frolline to approach him first. Usually, he is the one who has to fight to tear his wife down first.
“Ko ..”
Unable to cope with all the words of her apology that softened, Frolline went down the curve of Ditya's waist with both hands and hugged tightly.
“Do not get angry again, yes. I'm sorry,” whispered Frolline, sticking herself on the husband's back.
Deg—
Ditya was enjoying the moments of intimacy that Frolline shared for him. The man could feel his wife's body clinging tightly to him, a tightened hand lock on the stomach of her torn bread. I want to turn around and hug. Pecking at Frolline's entire face for all the sweet things that Frolline had just gifted her.
“Ko, do not ma ...”
“Do not drink it again!” cut Ditya, holding his tone so that it sounds firm. He did not want Frolline to know that he was smiling happily at the moment. Still in position.
“Ya ..”.
“Be aware that Koko saw you drinking it again! You remember, don't you dare do it again!” threaten Ditya.
“Ya, Ko.” Frolline. Can only say without being able to argue. All of Ditya's current remarks had to be obeyed.
“Pregnant asap. If you're not pregnant next month, Koko thinks you're drinking it!” The threat continues again.
“Ko, how can it be so. If I am not pregnant ..”
“Koko assumes you secretly drink it again behind Koko,” exclaimed Ditya cut off the words of his wife. His laughter almost broke as the sentence slid smoothly from his lips.
“Can't be so Ko.” Frolline released the entanglement of her hand on Ditya's waist.
“Koko doesn't want to know, you have to get pregnant Fro. Must!” firmly Ditya.
Sensing Frolline's embrace loosening, Ditya again threatened. “Koko Bay now, Fro!” ditya's orders, while holding back laughter. Almost chuckled as he felt the entanglement on his waist back tightly.
“Effort to get pregnant, Fro. Otherwise I will accuse you of all sorts.” Ditya says.
“How can it be, Ko.”
“Can-can only. Come on now, fight to get pregnant, Fro.” Ditya fishing.
“How to fight, Ko.” asked Frolline plainly.
“Think about it, Fro. Koko's sleepy. Want to sleep, tomorrow have to wake up early,” said Ditya, closing his eyes with a smile etched beautifully on his lips.
“Ko, have you forgiven me?” asked Frolline innocently.
“Not yet, Fro. Koko is still mad at you,” said Ditya, continuing his sleep.
***
That morning, Frolline woke up with her head feeling heavy and throbbing. Forced to stare at the clock on the nightstand, the new time shows at six in the morning. He had just closed his eyes back, but his hand accidentally touched the empty bed by his side. The bedsheet was cold, like it had long been abandoned. There was no remaining warm body on the surface of those purple silk sheets.
Deg—
His eyes were wide open, his brain was assembling a story. “Coko?” whispered slowly. Back to their fight last night. Recalling how angry Ditya was when he found out he was taking the Pill without excuse.
Without a second thought, Frolline grabbed her phone. Either way he should contact Ditya and straighten things out. Surely her husband was still angry, until he left so early, without saying goodbye at all.
The sound of that voice sounded so sad. Frolline looked nervous and impatiently waiting for the masculine voice that would welcome her across the call. The first call ended with the voice box girl. Undeterred, Frolline made a re-call.
Sitting at the side of the bed impatiently, Frolline forgot about the headache that was attacking him. Nothing is important right now except an apology from Ditya.
“Hallo ...” greet someone at the end of the call.
Frolline squashed while making sure it wasn't her husband's voice answering the call.
“Matt, Koko where?” tanyakanya.
“Bos, being unobtrusive, Mistress.” Matt answered briefly.
“You guys where is this? What time was the road from home?” ask Frolline.
“Di hotel, Mistress. Boss is being massaged. He said he was dizzy, needed something to calm down. The boss said he needed warmth. It's been a long time not getting any warmth at home,” explained Matt, holding back his laughter. The assistant was really happy when he had the opportunity to prank the Madam.
“Hah! This half a massage? Meaning how dizzy is Matt?” Frolline nodded with many questions.
“Ya, Mistress. Incidentally this hotel facility provides a spa and massage plus-plus,” explained Matt increasingly becoming.
“Pas once, Boss also need warmth plus-plus,” Matt continued.
Already unhappy Matt, when he found a jealous tone from the Madam. If he manages to bring Frolline to his knees and show Ditya some attention, Matt is sure to get an extra bonus. The savings will swell, the money coffers will increase. It is not impossible, his aspirations to propose to Rania are getting closer.
“Daddy father-in-law, please pray for your favorite daughter-in-law. I promised to bring my parents with me to propose to Ran-Ran. I'm not going to seduce daddy's favorite daughter daddy-in-law wait too long and become a spinster,” Inner Matt.
Matt flinched from his daydream when he heard the sound of Frolline screaming from across. “MATT!!” pekik Frolline deafened his ears.
“Give her phone to Koko!” frolline's orders.
“Bos true-be ...”
“Give now!” the orders of the Frolline with anger mixed with jealousy were fused.
“Ba-good Mistress.” Looked Matt, closed his cell phone meeting so that the conversation with Ditya was not heard.
“Bos, phone from Madam. If you can ..Every talk with the Madam accompanied by a sigh, yes.” Matt gave me an idea while laughing. Ditya who had been sitting in the back seat could only stare in wonder. They're on their way to the airport.
***
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