JORDAN
Chapter 32's
“You
bumping Daniel?” josep's low voice was full of emotion.
“What
your golden boy complains?” lightly, Jordan asked back while sucking
the cigar and exhaled it forward, as if the smoke was affirming
disrespect to Josep.
Josep
exhale. Seeing his son's insolent attitude was already a thing
it was too ordinary for him every time the two met.
Josep
just returned from his second son's residence after hearing that Jordan
grazed Daniel's car when the man just got out of the compound
his apartment. The back of Daniel's car dented and the rearview mirror broke.
Luckily Daniel only suffered a minor injury so there was no need to be rushed
the Hospital. Josep didn't think, I don't know what possessed Jordan
he did this dangerous thing to his own brother. And look
now how arrogant that boy is.
Josep
walk up to the Jordan table surrounded by gamblers who turned out
very attentive to the interaction of Father and child. Jordan smiled faintly,
order his opponents at the Casino table to step aside.
“Inches
play?” timpal Jordan “Tung-itung to stretch your muscles
hardened. I'm sure, knowing your golden boy was hurt by me, must have been very testing
your patience.” Jordan flicked the cigar over the ashtray to get rid of it
his ashes.
Josep
staring flat. “Baikah. I don't think that's a bad idea.”
Jordan
low chuckles, “Well, wise decision Mr. Josep.”
Josep
neglecting. He looked towards the city sitting between himself and Jordan.
“Can
we start?”
“Of course, Sir.”
Ambiance
being quiet with the gambling table they both became the center of attention.
How not? Double J eyebrow Daddy
and that famous kid is the owner of one of the biggest casinos
in Las Vegas will have a gambling match. Who wins and who becomes
a loser? Not a few of them bet secretly, who
the most superior in gambling. Josep Christopher or Jordan Christopher?
Two
stack the orange-colored chip coins or can be called a pumpkin that is worth one coin
a thousand dollars on the table. In front of Jordan and Josep.
Game
it starts with the dealer shuffling the cards. Then the City
hand out two cards each to Jordan and Josep and all three cards
kept parallel on the table. Next, the dealer opens the three cards above
tabletop.
Game
it continued until the city announced who the winner was.
“Mr.
Josep gets royal flush.” Exclaims.
Josep
smiling sideways, thrust one hand at the assistant who had been there since
standing behind waiting for him—Fredrick. The man of Josep's age gave
one cigarette into Josep's hand, which was directly inserted between the two
her lips. Fredrick blamed a lighter for burning the cigarette
mouth Josep. Josep smoked his cigarette and exhaled slowly.
“I
win.” Brief Josep. Back to smoking cigarettes relaxed.
Jordan
chuckles softly. He got a bad card. While Josep gets
best card. Damn, since long ago Jordan could not match the ability
gamble his father. Josep barely set foot again
in a place like this, but it does not make his gambling skills decrease.
“Well, ,
I must admit your ability to fight is indeed no doubt.” praise
Jordan is cynical.
“Accept
thanks for the compliment, Jordan Matthew Christopher.” Pass Josep on while deadly
the cigarette's in the ashtray. He stood up and walked closer to his son.
Joseph stood beside her with his hands
patting the son's shoulder gently.
“Hopefully
this is the last time you've hurt your sister.”
Jordan
highlight sharp. “Do not mimipi. The loser wasn't my sister.” his sizzle was cold
“Daniel
have the same blood as you.” Josep highlighted no less sharp
Jordan
jerking Josep's hand. “Do I care?” Then both stood up
face to face with a sharp looking look at each other.
“Until
even dead I won't admit it. So have you, Mr. Josep.” Press it
BUGHGH
Only
within seconds, Jordan's face fell to the side and corners of his lips
immediately bleeding from Josep's hard fist on his jaw. Always
like those. Josep was not a man of patience enough, especially if
dealing with Jordan.
“Stop
be insolent! I am your Father!” hardik Josep with hardened jaw.
“I thought after you got married, this brash attitude of yours will disappear. But
in fact you're getting savage. I thought marrying that poor woman was the same
it doesn't have a good impact on you. But I'm not surprised, because
your wife is also from a neighborhood with home— don't know the rules!”
Jordan
spit sideways. His eyes darkened, then in a split second
his hand was held in a pistol pointed at Josep's temple.
“Do not
once in a while you insult my wife. You are totally inappropriate! Better
just take care of your golden boy to stop chasing my wife! Enough of her mother
who became a destroyer! If not, don't blame me if I don't
reluctantly obliterate the life of your beloved son!!” low, Jordan said coldly.
“JORDAN!”
snapped Josep wrathful. Not at all afraid of the gun pointed
Jordanian.
“Dan
one more thing, don't ever turn on anyone to cover up your fucking failure!
You should have glanced at yourself, why could I end up being
a monster like this?!” press Jordan. “But.. no.” with its unreadable look
shaking strongly. “You cannot possibly know what has gone through
this outcast, while you're on your own
also very busy happy favorite bitch and your bastard son!”
he chuckled amusedly with the look of the face storing the sadness and wounds
deepest.
Josep
speechless. His roar was puffed up but his mouth was completely unable to reply to the words
Jordan who did not rebuff was so pierced into the recesses of his heart.
Jordan
lower the gun, then press it against his chest. “Disini. Here
it feels very painful.” Jordan stepped back, “I never wanted to be born.
You didn't love my mother but instead made me come into that world
this horrible. My mother was the same—she didn't let me die. And even
self-annihilating. WHAT'S THE MATTER WITH YOU TWO, HUH?!” Jordan shouted
like a bad guy
Josep
still in place. However, the horror was clearly drawn on his face at this moment. The more Jordan
revealing his heart—something that his son never did,
the more his heart ached like it was stoned.
“Son..”.
lirih Josep, her eyes wet. He was about to grab Jordan's body and hold it strong, he said,
but Jordan is retreating.
“Do not
touched me. You are very disgusting.”
Jordan
turning around, stepping wide out followed by his men. Temporal
the mood became quiet. Everyone else was like holding their breath due to the dense aura
that comes from both father and son. Josep kept staking wide backs
****
Jordan
enter the house with a face that is completely illegible. He stared
straight ahead, it turned out that the woman was sitting on the sofa. Lionara rise
from the couch approaching Jordan.
“You
already home? Why is it so late?” Lionara smiled gently, then took
bag and take off Jordan's work coat who was still staring at him in silence. “I've already
cooking a lot of food. But it's probably cold. You better take a shower
long ago while I was reheating food.”
“I
not hungry.” Jordan answered flatly. The mood was not so good after
facing Josep.
“How
if you eat a little, so that your stomach is not empty. I've been since
waiting for you at the dinner table. I haven't eaten either.”
“Eat
by oneself. I want to sleep.” Jordan was about to continue, but Lionara
holding elbow.
“But
i waited for you. I want us to eat together. At least appreciate me as
your wife.”
“Jangan
AWAITED ME. THEN DON'T WAIT FOR ME! I DIDN'T TELL YOU TO
WAITING FOR ME! DON'T WAIT FOR ME ANYMORE!” jordan raised his voice with emotion.
Lionaras
let go of the check, he backed off
one step frightened. Where's the Jordan
that gentle? Her chest feels tight. His wounded heart grew wider
gaping splashed vinegar.
“Oh…
sorry, I don't know if you want that.” Lionara nodded increasingly
backtracked. “Good. I will no longer wait for you. You should have said that from
early, so I know I no longer need to wait for you.” Then he turned around
without saying anything else.
“Lion, ,
I mean..”
Female
it has drifted away.
“ARGGHHH!!”
****
Crying out.
That is
which only Lionara can do when he no longer knows what to do with it
evaporation of the sense of tightness of the chest. Tears don't want to stop flowing down her cheeks
though as hard as he could try to dim it. He was never a cry
ini—even can always hide its fragility as neat as possible. But since
her pregnancy, somehow her tears easily come out when she hears
snapping tone. Though before this, the clash of even insults was food
his daily. It becomes very sensitive. Really, Lionara hates her
weak ones like this.
Ia
burying himself in the blanket while hugging the pillow. Pondered after tired
crying over her domestic life is going awry lately. Jordan
not in the room. It is likely that even tonight the man was reluctant to sleep with her. Might as well…
Jordan was really disappointed in him. The man kept it because
the fetus in his stomach. I don't know. Lionara doesn't know. Heart and
the mind of a Jordan is hard to grasp. But one thing he knew was that Jordan
he loved the child in his stomach.
And
if the two of them split up how is the fate of his son? Lionara is impossible
forever with Jordan. Maybe when his son is born, he will
separated with anak—
Thought
Lionara was cut off by the sound of a door opening.
Jordanian.
Inside
blanket, Lionara's body stiffened. He stays in his position, behaves
it was as if he had gone to sleep as Jordan's steps approached.
“I
know you haven't slept. Wake up. Come eat together.” said Jordan flat.
Silent.
There's no answer.
Jordan
exhaling tired breaths. “Lion, let's eat first. You should drink your ham milk
and vitamins before bed.” Jordan reveals a blanket that covers the whole
lionara body parts from the eyes of the feet to the tip of the head.
Lionaras
sleeping sideways on Jordan's back. Pull back the blanket and it will
close it again before Jordan pulls the blanket and throws it to the side
under bed.
“Do not
obstinately. There's no point in you bashing me like this. You just will
starving my son in there because of his sulking mommy.”
That's right, Jordan
loving son. The man only cares about his son.
Jordan
kneading his temple which suddenly throbbed due to the behavior of his wife who was still
obstinately.
Seconds
then Lionara's body floated in the air, reflexively draping his hand on
jordan's neck when Jordan forcefully carried her.
“What
what are you doing?! Lower me!” lionara stared at the emotion.
“Later.
After you finish your dinner.”
Jordan
sitting Lionara's body on the chair and holding her back as the woman without a word
ready to go from there. Jordan held onto Lionara's shoulder and looked at him sharply.
“Emotion
it's not stable, Lion. Don't try to lure me.” he said
intimidating and it managed to make Lionara stop wriggling.
Jordan
sitting next to Lionara— very close. Without a word, it
spooning food that Lionara has cooked and that he has heated
before into the plate. Still without a sound, Jordan directed a bribe to the
before Lionara's mouth and was immediately accepted by him without a rebuttal. In the heart, in the,
Lionara just wanted to finish quickly the dinner that was already too
late this. Even though his heart kept pounding every time his manic collided
with that firm blue iris.
Five
twelve minutes later they were done. They eat on the same plate
Jordan continues to feed food to
in Lionara's mouth, then himself. Vitamins and Lionara pregnant milk as well
it's been drunk under Jordan's eye.
“Already
done that. Now let me sleep.” Tukas Lionara, without wanting to linger
he got up from his seat but his hand was held back by Jordan.
“What
again now?!” Lionara regained her emotions.
Jordan
budging. The man further tightened his grasp.
“Jordan!”
cry Lionara when again the man lifted his body.
Jordan
looking straight ahead with feet up the stairs one by one.
“Be quiet.”
reprimand Jordan without looking at him. “Right hold.”
Lionaras
she still wanted to protest but suddenly she felt very sleepy. Consequently,
Lionara wrapped his hands around Jordan's neck, hugging him tightly. The Lionara temple is attached to the powerful jaw
the husband, who was carrying his body through the two rooms, slowly
and careful.
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