JORDAN
Prologues

Lionara Florentine, an orphan, lives in a slum with her younger brother Leon Abraham.

For the sake of his sister's survival and school fees, Lionara worked even harder. In the morning he was doing the dishes in the kitchen of the restaurant and his night as a drink delivery at a club. Only work that relies on energy is all he can do, considering he is only a graduate of JHS.

Currently Lionara's greatest hope is how he can make Leon stay in school until graduation so that the future of the younger brother does not end the same as him.

"Leon, are you ready?" lionara shouted as she opened the lock on her bike chain

"Already, brother" said Leon, approaching Lionara who was already on their old bicycle.

Lionara smiled "Let's go up, later you can be late,"

"Ready boss!" leon was so excited

Lionara scrambled Leon's delicate mane gnaw before beginning to pedal bikes, out of the rundown compound they've occupied for several years. Along the way Leon will continue to sing cheerfully, while from the front Lionara will occasionally join the song of his beloved sister.

"Learn the smart, don't make trouble at school" Lionara said as usual when they reached the school gate.

"Ready, commander! " said Leon in a manner of respect.

Lionara chuckled, his sister is always excited and he is very grateful for that. He kisses Leon's head before releasing the boy into the school environment. He's just gonna get out of there after Leon's completely out of sight.

Lionara drove his bike back to the restaurant, where he had been working for the past year. He was very grateful to be accepted to work in that place, his job was only to wash a lot of dirty dishes every day. Previously, he had worked to pick up used items that were still feasible to use in the landfill area and sell them. After that, he offers energy to neighbors to be given jobs, such as washing their dirty clothes or ironing them.

BRAKKK!!

The bike and Lionara's body bounced quite far after a minute when he just entered the restaurant area. The decitan of the black Lamborghini tire rubbed hard, stopping suddenly to see a figure suddenly coming from the front.

Curled up, the two elbows of Lionara held back so that his face did not directly collide with the asphalt. Lionara's breathing was disjointed, trying to get up as hard as he could from his position.

"Hey, Miss, don't you have eyes?" the man with the white shirt rolled up the elbow. He stood haughtily- leaning beside the car after previously checking the state of the car is still in good condition. "If I don't have good reflexes you'll die on my hands,"

Chilly. That was what Lionara heard from the man's voice.

Lionara piled his elbows, held his body weight and got up immediately. Sweat drenched his forehead, his face covered in half by messy hair. Lionara woke up from his position completely and he obediently took his bike slightly bent due to the impact earlier. Blood on his knees and elbows.

"I'm sorry for my negligence, sir." Lionara bowed little "I'm sorry," he said without wanting to linger. Limping, Lionara took his bike, leaving the man behind.

Glancing at the glance of the car and appearance, anyone knows that the man is not a random man, and since the first Lionara is the most lazy to deal with the rich people. Defensively, however, those in the lower classes will always be blamed. So, rather than wasting time, it is better to avoid it.

While behind, Jordan was silent at the girl's flat attitude, which then lightly passed after saying a sentence that was too short.

Seriously?? A neglected Jordan?!