Doctor Ella Love Story
222. S2 - One Frequency

The handsome team only went for about 20 minutes to bring the beautiful team some dishes filled with food. Even behind them followed 2 servants who brought dishes with different menus and refreshing drinks. 

Although they are a group unit but it was decided the beautiful teams sit close to the handsome team apart from them. So that both teams can do the conversation more freely. Girls talk and business talk are favorite topics of both teams .

"It's food and drink that don't have alcohol, honey." Ardi placed the glass with a slightly frothy liquid of pink color in front of Ella. Blueberry Rose Mocktails. Ardi also offered some food for Ella to eat on her plate.

"Ok, thank you." Ella received Ardi's treatment with delight. The treatment was the same as the other women next to him. Apparently this sultan was very gentle in treating his women, treating like a queen.

After ensuring the safety of her food and drinks, Ella immediately drank a glass of Mocktail given by Ardi to relieve a tired throat. Next Ardi took a seat chatting with his circle. 

Ella previously thought that hanging out with women among the jetset would be tiring because she felt she had to keep the image at all times so as not to be underestimated. But it turns out it's just a personal thing. 

Both Kika, Laras and Rena turned out to be quite fun to be chatting friends. All three of the conglomerates did not look down on or question Ella's social status as different from theirs. 

"Sister Ella is her wedding handover all set?" kika asked as she devoured a piece of Beef Wellington that looked very delicious. 

Ella nodded but also rolled her eyeballs. "likely so. But my time was invited to shop for these items. I looked at the price myself. I know it's expensive and I don't think about it. All wrapped." Ella made her complaint.

"It's a habit to mbak. The name is also handover yes it should be good dong. Must be good to look at because it will be on display as well." The barrel snaps in unacceptable.

"Yes.. But bags of tens of millions are too expensive. Like a pickpocket I'm more worried about the bag than the contents of the purse." Ella tried to defend herself. Saying the truth, it was impossible for him to bring tens of millions of dollars.

"As long as Ardi is able and does not mind it should be okay dong." Rena seems to be on the Laras team. Top fashionista team. Rena as Ardi's ex-girlfriend also knows very well that Ardi is not a stingy man to finance his lover.

Feeling outnumbered, Ella glanced at Kika for support. Hope Kika can support her opinion a little.

"It's not that I don't understand Ella's feelings. I've also been inexhaustible about why a bag can be prized more than my factory-issued smartphone." Kika tried to explain. 

"But again: There's a price, there's an item. It could be that the bag has indeed gone through production that is much more expensive than the production of a sophisticated mobile phone."

Ella nodded while thinking about Kika's statment just now. Trying to digest what the girl said. Kika although on the outside looks sweet and spoiled but it can be wise also in talking.

"The bag is also. Do not just compare its function as a carrier tool only. Think about the lifetime too. Usually expensive bags are so durable that they can be passed on to grandchildren you know." Kika ended her explanation.

"Who can hold that?" Ella's eyes were wide. "It makes sense, too, if that's the story. The bag that I generally buy in the market has an average lifespan of only 2 years." Ella remembers her middle-class bag.

"In addition, we must also think about what image we want to convey to others." Rena who is a model is certainly very understanding about maintaining this image.

"We're in an environment where first impressions matter a lot. So as much as possible we give the best image in front of others in one view." Laras also added his opinion trying to convince his sister-in-law's candidate.

"I'm not saying that wearing a bag that isn't branded is ugly. Please if you want Ella to often use it for daily activities. Maybe to the market, to the house or the high school reunion."

"But there will be certain moments that require us to appear completely blameless. Do not want us fitting there is an important event to meet with prospective investors again using a bag whose hinge is almost broken."

"Ntar is thought to be his financial Pradana family again fell because he could not afford a bag with good hinges. Didikira Ardi Pradana can not afford his wife a decent bag. Better be conscious than sorry." Laras looks satisfied to have taken out all his uneg-uneg. Laras wants to remind Ella to keep Ardi's name and their surname.

(*Better to be prepared than sorry)

"Sister Ella may think that the person who judges others by appearance is petty. But also remember that humans cannot be generalized. Some hold to such a principle. So we have to adjust too." Kika drew the conclusion from their discussion.

"I was scared. It seems that after becoming Ardi's wife I have a new burden that is very heavy." Ella replied slightly shuddering while rubbing her two palms which suddenly felt a cold illusion. 

"Don't worry, Ella can do it. Maybe it was heavy at first because it was still not the usual and the adaptation process." Kika tries to win Ella. He who is a stepson in the Wismail family has also felt the same culture shock as Ella. Unlike Laras or Rena who has been sultanwati since birth.

Ella was moved and slightly amazed by Kika's words. It was as if the girl could understand all the turmoil Ella had been feeling all along.

"Why haven't I met you guys before." Laras breathed a sigh of relief. "So our mindset fits shopping yesterday can be one frequency."

Ella giggled amusedly at the complaints of her future sister-in-law. "Well done. I wasn't given a briefing yesterday."

"So, because it's already a frequency may be if we shop together sometime." Rena gave a proposal that was immediately greeted by screeches to agree from Laras to give support. While Kika and Ella also smiled in favor of the proposal.

After quite a long time both handsome groups and beautiful groups were suave, one by one the couple asked for permission to resign.

Whynot? It is clear to advance their respective business interests. They must go around greeting and hospitality with other guests, especially those who establish business cooperation with their companies.

Ardi also invites Ella to stand up from their table set, holding the girl's arm to come to their first target. A man she saw standing near the poolside accompanied by a woman.

"Good night, Mr. Handoko Tahir, Mrs Tahir." Ardi greeted the two figures. A man in his forties with his wife who seemed to be of Chinese descent. They are the rulers of the Tahir Group. Groups in the property industry as well.

"Good night, Ardi Pradana." Handoko welcomes Ardi with a sumringah. "Was tumben bringing this girl?" he continued to tease a little Ardi who was rarely seen holding a woman at a party in recent years.

"Did you introduce this, Ella's my future wife." Ardi immediately introduced Ella without even a stale base first.

"Greetings to Madame Pradana." Handoko nodded kindly as a greeting.

Ella greeted him with a smile and a polite nod as well. A little clumsy too because of the sudden introduction without cue.

"Just wait at least one and two months, the official invitation is still not hehe." Ardi explains the wedding plans that are still on going process.

After brief introductions and stale bases, Ardi and Handoko's talks again crept around their share of business. Discussing cooperation and product exchanges that can be done for their respective benefits.

Ella as instructed by Ardi before just need to stand quietly beside him, smiling while continuing to link the arms on Ardi's arms. Not so difficult actually but quite boring and draining after a few times doing it.

How not tired if you continue to stand with high heels, by keeping the posture as firm and graceful as possible, sharing a big smile for anyone and listening to conversations that are not at all understood by him.

"You tired?" Ardi asked Ella after they greeted the third guest. I couldn't bear to see Ella who seemed uncomfortable.

"Aren't thirsty." Ella answered honestly. Indeed, he only drank a glass of Mocktail that Ardi gave him.

"You wait here first, I'll get you a drink." Ardi gave his orders while observing the situation around them. Seems like it is still safe, mending in this poolside is quite quiet than having to cram into the buffet table.

"Am I anterin to Laras just let you have something?" Ardi gives a safer second option to Ella.

"Laras must be accompanying Mas Mahes too, right? I've been a big Segede, not papa kok left for a while," Ella tried to convince Ardi who she thought was too worried about her.

It's a foreign atmosphere, new and uncomfortable for Ella, but what's the need to worry about it? What could possibly happen to him? Gone off? Getting lost? How could Ella be that stupid.

"Jude, you stay here. Don't go anywhere until I get back." Ardi remains warning. It's still not quiet to leave Ella alone.

"Yes, I'm waiting for you." Ella nodded her head to convince Ardi.

After Ardi passed away leaving her, Ella circulated her gaze to all corners of this poolside. The rectangular-shaped swimming pool stretches on the left side, a slick garden is also arranged around it. While on the right side of the row of table sets arranged nicely for a place of suave guests and enjoy the dishes.

On the other side of the pool Ella could see a figure she seemed to know. Kika Wismail, the girl was standing alone as well. Where are Johanh Astin and Irza Wismail? Didn't the two men usually always escort Kika like a bodyguard wherever the girl went?

I don't know why Ella felt that Kika looked a little not so normal. Like nervous and not so comfortable to be in a crowd like this. It may be almost the same as how he himself feels. But isn't Kika also part of the sultan's and sultan's jetset people who are used to partying?

Without Ella realizing it, she had already stepped foot and walked to get closer to Kika standing. Forgetting his own promise to Ardi to wait where they last met before.

"Kika? Kok alone? You're not pa-pa?" Ella asked to greet Kika when their distance was close. A little worried about Kika's face that seemed to be a little pale.

"Eh Sister Ella." Kika seemed relieved to see Ella greeting herself.

"Sister Jo went home first after getting an important call. While Mr. Irza was saying he wanted to get a drink, but it seemed like he was chatting with the others."

"Judah here I'm here." Ella volunteered to accompany Kika. I don't know why it feels like I can't leave Kika alone. Besides for himself, too, will have a chat.

"Thank you, yes" Kika smiled in excitement. "Where's Brother Ardi?" Kika proceeded to ask in surprise seeing Ella was just alone.

Shouldn't Ardi not let Ella roam alone? Too dangerous. It should be left to someone he knows. What if this girl was straying or meeting people she shouldn't have met?

Not all Sultans and Sultans are good-hearted. Not all of them are one vision and mission. In fact, not infrequently they will drop each other on their business opponents. Various kinds of efforts are even willing to be made including to harm the successors of the opposing group.

For a group as big as Pradana certainly not a few people who hate and want to destroy them. Either overtly or covertly.

Kika remembered the misfortune that had happened to herself. The tragedy that inflicted the wound and trauma was very deep on him. Making it takes a lot of time to be able to recover and bounce back.

"Mas Ardi is also getting drinks." Ella answered Kika's question.

Ella remembers her promise to Ardi to wait for her future husband where they last met. Ella dizzy circulated her gaze to search for Ardi's figure among the crowd. Looking towards their meeting place. Nothing, it looks like Ardi hasn't returned yet.

"Rabluck!"

Suddenly someone hit Ella's body very hard. Collision that is able to make Ella's body and forced to retreat a few steps. Balance his body so as not to fall down.

And unfortunately his feet that wear high heels seem to tread in the wrong position. Makes his right ankle feel very sore, maybe sprained...

It took a few seconds for Ella to realize what had happened until she felt a cold sensation in her chest. And as soon as Ella realized the white part of the dress was already stained by the red wine spill. Spills that make the white color of the dress become reddish.

"Suckers! Don't be in the middle of the road!" A Man suddenly snapped and cursed Ella in a very loud tone. The man who hit Ella's body. The man who seemed to be half drunk.

The man approached Ella "Biitch! You're gonna take my drink!" her hardness was angry at Ella with a glittering look.

Ella was silent with a dumbfounded expression. Too confused what to answer to this brash man. Too angry and emotional for the sake of seeing the reaction of the person who hit and stained his clothes. Can he not apologize even curse like that?

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