JORDAN
Chapter 24's

His head was already not that sick, but Jordan was still at home in his position

now—enggan moved even a little. In their room, on a mattress, Jordan lay with Nara's thigh as a cushion.

The man closed his eyes, enjoying Nara's hand on his head. Whereas

Nara, play games on Jordan's phone. After his arrogance the man did not

allowing him to work, his cell phone was confiscated by Jordan and stored

in his pants pocket at the moment. Holding back his cahoots will be Jordan's

whether possessed by what creatures so sensitive, Nara chose not much

comments, just obey the will of her annoying husband that.

Suddenly Jordan changes his position to embrace Nara's waist and drowns

her face is in Nara's stomach.

For a moment Nara shifted her focus on Jordan, “Still nauseous?” ask him by hand

combing Jordan's tanned hair.

Retorted by the trousers, Nara nodded. Then back to playing on Jordan's phone of course

with one hand that continues to stroke the head that is in his lap.

Jordan poked his head in Nara's stomach. His hands were tightly hugging Nara's waist.

“Aww!” nara screeched as Jordan pushed her head against Nara's stomach.

Jordan put his head away a little, then lifted Nara's shirt. The flat stomach nan

the exotic clean was now clearly visible before his eyes. He gave a glimpse of the stomach made Nara again scream in surprise.

“Jo,” protests Nara, but Jordan instead rubs down and down her stomach gently.

“What baby we've grown here? Why is it flat.”

Distraught, Jordan asks Nara something she almost forgot about their marriage.

“I can't wait to see this stomach bulging because there's my son in it. I

want to be called Daddy from our baby's little mouth later, and I will

accompanied him to learn and play as much. If necessary I'll take baby where

even let everyone know that I am a very lucky Daddy.” chatter

Jordan

Nara nodded, not answering. There is a happy that quietly ambushes the heart, and the taste

it's really undefined. He just stared at Jordan's head behind his shirt in silence.

The face, which had been facing Nara's stomach, was now facing upwards. Looking at Nara who

also looking at him.

“I won't let the same happen again. I'll make sure my kids

he received complete affection from both his parents. There never will be

farewells and scattered families, like they” Jordan was barely heard at the end

his sentence.

Nara stared fixedly at Jordan. Highlight his eyes empty even though a smile appeared in the

her lips. He could see the light of his eyes and was lonely for many years

it was emanating, and Nara had felt all of it. Pain, loss, loss,

misses loved ones every night, strives hard and believes if

those who leave will return. Knowing Jordan went through something almost similar

with him, making his heart ache.

“Sorry... I have not been able to realize your one wish.” Nara looked at me

Jordan stroking Nara's cheeks gently, “It’s okay. We still have plenty of time. But I

have the same desire other than the presence of children. And I hope you

can comply.”

“What?”

Jordan brought Nara's hand which from earlier stroked her head over her lips, then kissed her long ago.

“Never leave me. Don't ever try to betray me, you won't

ever know what I can do if it happens.” Jordan smiled, but the look in his eyes emitted a ray of threat.

Silencing, Nara swallowed her saliva.

“Besides Grandpa and my two best friends, you are the only woman I trust. Even

more than that, I've made you my home—where I come home. So, uh,

can you make it happen?”

There was silence, before Nara finally nodded slowly. Jordan smiled, though,

and in one stroke he grabbed Nara's body until she lay on her back

bed. Jordan is beating his body. Nara gelagapan—hold the guy with a second

his palm.

“Jo, what do you want?” Nara squealed stifledly as Jordan sucked firmly on her neck, then

lift the shirt over your head.

“Of course do the activity of making a baby. It had been a week he had not entered his house.” Jordan's raucous whisper that was already engulfed by the fog of passion.

“But you are sick.” protest Nara but free, because of the bite and enough

the delicate in Nara's ears was no longer able to resist Nara. Soft golden Jordan

in his chest had crippled his brain—so that in the next second, it was not

there are more words that can be issued except the lips and tongue are interlocked.

****

After successfully releasing the windings of Jordan's hand on her waist, Nara descends from the

bed and choose to clean yourself first after bed activities

them. He came out of the bathroom dressed in his clothes and was fresher. Nara

took Jordan's phone that fell on the floor. His forehead immediately frowned

when you see a digital clock on your phone, it shows at five in the afternoon. Oh, my God, all that time, did Jordan do it?

His gaze led to the bed that was like it had been stormed. And Jordan's innocent body

lying there, his tanned body was seen under the blanket

pure white. The man lay on his stomach, one of his arms framed

his head and body were still motionless.

Ting

The sound of the incoming message made Nara's eyes immediately shifted to the phone in her hand. Intention

Just a quick glance, but pop up the message seized his entire attention.

Hi, how

your circumstances? Is it still nauseous? Didn't I warn you not to

had a lot of drinks last night. So you can't get into work today :’(

It was my first day working in your office. I am sad because you are not there. Get well soon so we meet again. –Rebecca

Unknowingly the phone was squeezed strong until the screen turned black.

What was Jordan doing in Dubai?

Is her cooperation there just an excuse?

Is there another woman behind him?

Is Jordan having an affair?

Once again Nara looked at Jordan's back. His face was cold, but like there were slices

the invisible one who has torn his heart.

Nara had no idea what made her feel disappointed. Jordan has another woman

or a reluctant fact in his admission if the man begins to have an important role in his heart.

For some reason, Nara's body suddenly felt weak. To make him fall on the floor with a messy feeling.

****

“What's with your face? It's so dark.”

Aldrich comes to visit his office after getting word from Evan that Jordan

catch disease. During their friendship, Jordan was the one who almost never got sick.

At first Aldrich thought Evan was just boasting as usual, but after seeing Jordan as a whole

he immediately believed. His face was pale, with eye bags and also

the dark circles that frame his hollow eyes.

“What kind of diseases have managed to gnaw you?” alphi Aldrich

nosedived

Jordan gets out of his chair, stepping unsteadily towards the couch where his best friend is not

the invitation is.

“Asam hull.” Jordan answered lazily

“Really? But why am I not sure.”

Jordan clucked, “If you don't believe just ask the damn doctor directly.”

Aldrich watched my eyes, Jordan, still not satisfied with the answer. Although in the end,

Aldrich nodded.

“Alright, assume I believe.” Aldrich walked up from the couch, walked up to the closet

glass containing wine in the corner of the room. He took a bottle of wine and

two glasses from there, then back to sitting on the sofa. With light Aldrich opening

close the bottle of wine.

Jordan's face immediately frowned as the unpleasant aroma he smelled simultaneously

with a bottle of wine poured into a glass.

“This, drink-“

“Remove it, Al—“ Jordan instantly shut his mouth. Along with the pungent aroma

the more densely greet his sense of smell.

“Hoek!”

Without saying anything more, Jordan hurriedly ran as fast as he could towards

bathroom in his room. The next second, after Jordan was in the room

taking a shower, he immediately vomited out his entire stomach. Breakfast this morning, now

switched to closet.

Sucks.

Jordan kept vomiting even though there was nothing else that could be removed by

his stomach was in addition to the liquid that made his mouth taste bitter again.

“You okay?” aldrich asked when Jordan was back on the couch.

“Do I look okay?” his cynicism with the body leaning completely so weak.

“You are very sad.” Aldrich shook his head

Jordan snorted with a cynical glance, “Thank you for the compliment!” The sarcasm. “Sialang. I think I want to die.” complained Jordan while holding his stomach that still feels nauseous.

“This is all because of the drinks you poured!”

Aldrich frowned, “This is the wine you used to drink. Then what's the problem?”

Jordan clucked at Aldrich's behavior, who continued to deny it. And I don't know why, though,

the behavior of his best friend was increasingly making Jordan inflamed. Upset, he chose

closing his eyes with his arms.

“Jo-“

“Don't now, Al. Didn't you see that I was dying and almost dead?!” fierce Jordan.

“Looks like you're having symptoms of pregnant women, ”

“Go, Al. I'm not in the mood to hear your hypothesis.”

“You'd better get your wife checked out to the doctor.”

Jordan snorting. “Which is almost dead to me, why is my wife the one to check on?!”

Aldrich shrugged his shoulders. “Maybe this effect of your seedlings that have developed in your wife's stomach,”

Jordan's motion to the temple stopped, then turned quickly to Aldrich who sipped wine casually.

“The symptoms you are experiencing are exactly the same as young pregnant mothers. Your pregnant lion, though,

you who suffer morning sickness.” said Aldrich “Ck, poor luck, dude.” he continued to sneer

Jordan fell silent. His throat suddenly felt dry. Jordan with great difficulty

gulp his own saliva. “You...” again, Jordan gulped his saliva in the middle of his sentence. “Yakin?”

Aldrich grunts, “Then take your wife to the gynecologist. Make sure yourself.”

Jordan blinked. His mind was still empty. A second later, he stood up, standing up,

he walked out of the room in a hurry to the table where his wife was

currently, I am focusing on typing.

Getting pregnant? My kid?

To be continued

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