Pura-Pura Jodoh
Addictions

“Why is Daddy saying that in front of aunt Cesil? That would make it harder for Daddy to take him back?” lula protested firmly, as they were already in the car, on the way to Frans' house.

Frans, who was leaning back and closed his eyes, opened his eyes wide again. Don't understand it yet? Jesus, Rainer's son! Grievously, staring at the small glass at the wheel, realizing that Ibn was eavesdropping, Frans leaned back, intending to answer when he arrived home.

“Basic yes! neither young nor old men are all bajindul! only my father is good! deserve to be left out, surely Daddy used to be like this too Aunt Cesil!” Lula kept grumbling. Frans was trying to be patient, thinking about what punishment was appropriate for his little wife.

Lula gets upset when she doesn't get any response from Frans. “Om Ibnu, to father's house yes!” his orders, slightly leaning his body towards Ibnu.

“Go home.” Frans interrupted.

Ibn glanced towards the two of them. Honestly, he was confused as to who to follow. “You paid me, so take us home!” Frans spoke again when Ibn did not immediately answer.

“Lula promises to pay twice the salary given by Daddy! Anterin Lula home!” Lula seemed reluctant to budge, he continued to lure Ibnu with a large fee.

And Lula's voice made Frans re-open her eyes, “Lula, go home!” he softly shrinks.

“We're going to divorce, I don't want to get carried away!”

Frans smiled awkwardly. “Who will divorce you?! No one has the right to separate us no matter what.”

Lula digested Frans' speech. After understanding the meaning, he spoke in a soft voice. “Dad, aunt Cesil is already in Indonesia. The woman that daddy loves and wants Daddy to marry is in sight. And it's time Daddy let me go! don't waste the opportunity, because a good opportunity will never come twice!"

“Did I ever say, would I go back to her?! by when? What date? What'sthetime? What minute? So far I've never told you that! you concluded that I would go back to him yourself! not me, Lula!” frans protested, his eyes trying to lock onto Lula's gaze. Wish the girl could read what she wanted for now.

“Daddy never said anything to Lula.” Lula's breathing up and down held back the emotion that suddenly struck her. “But, what Daddy did, it shows that Daddy still loves him!”

Frans honestly wanted to hold back from discussing this in front of others. But, it feels impatient to realize Lula, if the existence of Priscilla does not mean anything in his life both now and in the future.

“What kind of attitude, you mean? I came to Singapore?” frans asked followed by a witty laugh from his lips.

“Well, it knows!” now Lula turned around, choosing to stare at the passing street.

“I asked you also will not you tell me, right?” Frans looked at Lula fixedly, clearly the girl was confused. “And if my father-in-law and you would like to tell me my curious feeling will definitely not be like yesterday! And of course I will never see him again, let alone bring him back to Jakarta!”

That stern answer made Lula even more confused. His mind began to fight, between Frans' words and his own opinions. His memory seemed to roll back every saved Frans words, and honestly Lula did not find a sentence that meant that the man would return to Aunt Priscilla. Am I the one who mistook me?! ask Lula in her heart.

"It's not him that's on my mind!" Just as Frans ended his speech the car they were riding stopped in front of his mansion.

The two of them went down leaving Ibn who was looking at him confused. Behind the wheel the man just shook his head. "Is it hard to talk about love? just tell me you have to be in for drama?!" his grunts followed the steps of those who entered the house.

“Dad!” Lula is chasing Frans' steps. He needed an explanation of the man's words. "Clearly to Lula, what did Daddy mean!"

Not to ignore, but Frans wants to talk to Lula. Locking her in the room, made the girl understand everything.

"Daddy, STOP!" lula shouted, as Frans opened the door. Feeling neglected, Lula ventured to cross the line, entering the man's room.

Arriving in the room, he saw Frans take off the black shirt that had been worn, leaving a black shirt that had been attached to his body.

“Close the door!” frans' orders in a loud voice.

“I just need an explanation, after that I will go home?!” lula said, a little worried.

“Close then lock!”

Frans' voice sounded without a word of protest. Irritated Lula quickly carry out her husband's orders, hoping Frans does not do disgusting things that make the relationship between the two must be bonded more tightly.

Unfortunately when Lula finished closing the door, precisely when turning to go to Frans position. His body was precisely squeezed with the man's body, making himself forced to hold his breath for a split second. “Retreat, Dad!” persemat Lula, began to be uncomfortable when a warm breath Frans hit the skin of his forehead.

“Now!”

Lula tried to run, passing through a sturdy hand resting on the door leaf. But, still his body could not pass through, it was stuck in Frans' arm, and quickly the man returned Lula's body in position, leaning against the door leaf with a short distance.

“I'll set you free, as long as you're honest!”

Lula frowned, all this time she had never lied, except about her feelings. What does the man want to know? “What's the problem?” asked Lula, I can't wait to be free from Frans' support.

“Genesis almost ten years ago, to traumatize you like that! And strangely, why did you and your family never tell me?!”

Lula's mind was instantly connected to the events of that night. It was just a sad tragedy ten years ago. “Not important. It's all over and Lula has forgotten it.”

“But! You will never forget that! If you have, it is impossible when your body condition rises, you are like in that time.”

Lula lowered her head, understanding that right now, her husband knew all about her. Lying is useless because one day he has to open it too.

“Explain, or will I force Priscilla to admit what she's done to you?!”

Lula was speechless, did this mean daddy went to Singapore just to hear that explanation? not to pick up Aunt Priscilla because the operation is over? “Since when did Daddy know?” ask Lula quietly.

“After the funeral, your body temperature rose dramatically, and I was forced to call your father.”

Lula breathed a rough breath so as to warm Frans cheeks. Perhaps, Daddy already knew about it from Rainer's father.

“Tante just asked me to ride.”

“Way to where?”

“To bianglala. He simply had officers start the engine and stop the engine while Lula was on top. The bianglala deliberately changed its status to be broken, so no one came close after Lula was completely alone. Me—they left Lula.”

In the past they did leave three, but because there was business Frans did not accompany him until the end. He only remembered that Lula was missing and a moment later he was told Lula had been found.

"Lula was naughty, Lula who had made Aunt Priscilla jealous because she was too close to Daddy, so she was determined to do that to Lula. But know, Dad! Lula feels guilty when she finds out Daddy and Aunt broke up. Lula regrets making Daddy and Auntie's relationship a mess! until Aunt married another man!"

"We didn't break up because of you! He's the one who's been cheating on you with another guy!"

Lula rounded her eyes, only then did she know the reason they broke up. And only then did he find out it wasn't him who made their relationship end.

“Surely that night you were scared?!” asked Frans after a long silence.

Lula who had lowered her head, now raised her head, then nodded slowly. Looking at Lula's tears that had soaked her cheeks, Frans carried the girl's body into her arms. Not calm but Lula's cry became clearer.

“It's too late to apologize now. But, this is better than nothing. Sorry, I left you with Priscilla.” Frans' embrace grew tighter, as Lula clasped the man's waist stronger. “Starting today, no one else will dare to hurt you?! After this Daddy will take care of you! You can keep my promise!”

Lula's hand coiled in Frans' stomach, the warmth made her feel more comfortable, to the point of making her forget the divorce plan they were about to do.

The longer Lula enjoyed the warmth. The love that grows is becoming more and more obvious. Lula increasingly understood if what is now felt is a feeling of love.

“Until when are you going to hug me like this? honestly from yesterday I haven't had a shower, doesn't it smell?”

The words that Frans made Lula aware and away. But who would have thought Frans actually back pulled him to get closer, summarizing Lula's cheeks with both hands.

Understanding Lula was also looking at him with a tense highlight, Frans was amused himself. What is your son thinking, Rain? it seems like he was expecting something from me, so naughty! the race is in the heart.

Until finally he himself could not bear to land a kiss on the slightly open red lips, making Lula's eyes more perfectly rounded. His lips were getting wide open, confused about how to respond, as well as chaotic, he demanded the meaning of the kiss that Frans had just landed on him.

The expression Lula showed made Frans even more anxious. Feeling addicted to the taste of Lula's lips, Frans tried to repeat it again. “Don't talk about Priscilla anymore! Understood?" she said after a split second to keep her lips away from Lula. Frans tried to lock onto Lula's view. Then he said, "Because my world is no longer about him but about you.”