JORDAN
Chapter 3

”All the drinks you break are extra old, which means they have been stored for so long that they have a very high value.” Flat, the manager explained “and the total price for the three bottles you broke was thirteen million rupiah!”

“Ti... thirteen million?” choked, Lionara swallowed his saliva with great difficulty. His two clenched hands on the side were so cold, while the look on his face gradually grew pale. Lionara doesn't know what else to say. He has created such a big problem and must have let down Camila— friend who recommended him to work here.

God... Why is this so?

“So how?” asked the Manager, breaking the silence that lasted a while “can you pay for it now?”

Slowly, Lionara raised his bowed face “If now I can't pay for it. Can you give me relief by taking it out of my salary?” lionara asked hesitantly

“Do you think after this incident I still want to hire you?” sarcas the manager raised an eyebrow

Tacit. Lionara was not able to answer. his head back down staring at his old shoes that were slightly torn in the eyes of the feet

“Begin only, I have other alternatives so that you can be free easily from this problem” said the manager amid their silence again. While Lionara who heard that, immediately straightened his head staring at the manager

“Alternative?” rearrange Nara

“Hm, actually those drinks will already be paid off by someone. He saw you break a bottle and was willing to pay for it as long as you were willing to comply. How?”

Lionara. His brain was still busy digesting the ambiguous offer of someone mentioned by the manager.

“What kind of desire does it mean?” lionara asked without making small talk. His premonition had already begun to be uneasy with this alternative aimed at him.

“About that you can ask him directly.” The manager held out a card

the name before Lionara who doubtfully taken the girl “it her business card. You can come to him there”

Lionara stared for a moment at the business card. His forehead creased as he read the company name

that looks familiar. Not wanting to think for too long, Lionara chose to look up at the manager again.

“Three days. I gave you time to pay off the losses you made. Whether in which way you choose, I just want the money already in the time mentioned” stressed the manger looks not to be denied.

****

At four o'clock in the morning, when all the employees were still busy working, Lionara had left the club in a changed uniform. The rest of his work that day did not continue considering the manager immediately fired and told him to return home immediately. Lionara stood in front of the club and looked down at him

that place for the last time. Just exactly one month he worked here and now it's all over. The salary he gets while working here is very good from the overall work he has been doing. Where else will he find additional work to meet the needs and school Leon.

“Nara!” Camila, Lionara's sidekick suddenly appeared with gasping breath as a result of running.

Lionara raised his head, and immediately put on a small smile to see Camila who was now standing right in front of him was breathing.

“Why is this hour you're out?” lionara asked just wet. He believes his best friend must have known the problems that beset him.

“You fired?” Camila ignored Lionara's words just now.

“Yes that. I made a fatal mistake,”

“But it's not entirely your fault!”

“That's my fault. I'm not careful,”

“Nara...” by Camila. He touched both shoulders of Lionara with a sad look “then what about the loss?”

“Thirteen million. In three days Mr. manager asked me to pay it off”

“What?! In three days he said?” squealing Camila widens eyes furious “does she think getting that big money is easy, huh?”

Lionara shrugged his shoulders relaxed. He boasted a smile—a little amused by Camila's funny behavior.

“Nara, I'm sure you won't be able to have that kind of money, will you?”

“Indeed no. But I'll try to find him,”

“No need.” Cut Camila fast “I have savings at home. For a while you can wear it—waiting for you to get it. Yes that's all. Because it is impossible for you to get that much money, plus now that you have been fired” continued Camila gave advice while unknowingly biting her fingernails—a habit she always does when pressed.

Lionara looked closely at the look of his best friend, then smiled thinly there. Camila, is a figure who always helps her in any difficulty. This girl was like an angel who came to help her without ever asking for anything in return. For years they have been close friends since he set foot

first time in the slums where they live. Lionara was cold at first

treating her, ignoring—takes Camila like nothing. But the carefree and unyielding attitude of Camila who always tailed her everywhere, even while working to pick up used items, helped and invited her to speak at length with an expression made as funny as possible, managed to tear down little by little Lionara's cold attitude towards him.

Camila is a sweet girl. She has pretty round eyes, a well-proportioned body shape, a pointed nose, tanned skin and long, wavy hair that is jet-black, and don't forget the dimples that make Camila look more sweet if smiling. Not far away like her, Camila was also alive

kara sebatang. At first he lived in an orphanage but as a teenager he ran away from there because he got the news that he would be handed over to an old man as a guarantee that the orphanage where he was located was not closed. Camila teen wants to be satisfied by the lust of the land.

“Thank you for the kindness of your heart, but I absolutely can't take it” Lionara said after finishing with his nostalgia. “I know all along you collected the money to travel, looking for your father's whereabouts you believe are still alive. And I can't take it”

“But Nara, it can wait. You need it the most—“

“I can get it” cut Nara firmly. He moved closer and hugged Camila's body tightly “Don't worry, I can handle it. And thanks for everything, Cal. Sorry to disappoint you” said Lionara at the end of his sentence along with a clear drop coming out of the corner of his eye.

want Camila to see her tears now. It was enough that this girl was burdened with her miserable life.

Camila sighed. Know that the words of his beloved friend can not be denied anymore. Camila returned Lionara's embrace equally tightly.

“Alright, I trust you. But promise me, if you don't get it, come to me soon, hm?” Camila rubbed on Lionara's frail back

There was no sound coming out, but just a slow nod from Lionara without letting go of his embrace. Once again, he felt extremely fragile and unusually tired. He needs this hug. A hug that can at least calm his heart, even if only temporarily.

****

“Trust me, sometimes I am ashamed to admit a friend who is not sane like you in public.” decih Aldrich, look at the horror of their silly poses when teenagers used to be.

“Ew, somehow your words sound so sweet in my ears” timpal Evan dramatized

“Ugh--ohh don't we look so cool?” Jordan tilted his head, noticed the attached frame of their photo on the workbench, then grinned “plus the skinny body of Evan who increasingly attacked—“

“Damn it, you want to die, huh?!” shouted Evan ferociously, immediately stood up from his seat because he did not accept the real mockery. As a result, immediately greeted with laughter from the two while bertos ria.

Aware the two friends do not know he is ganging up on him, Evan ferociously runs after Aldrich and Jordan who had already run away from him. The three adult men with childish souls were chasing each other in a room that should be a place to work now even look like a playground for the three. The room that was once very neat is now gradually falling apart due to the chase action, and did not escape accompanied by the action of throwing each other to make some documents

scattering on the floor. Now, Evan's workspace looks chaotic like a tornado.

“Sial, look what you've done to my room,” grumbled Evan, looking

horrified at the whole corner of his own room. His breathing was still breathless when now the three sat leaning on the sofa.

“Unique, right?” kekeh Aldrich “ini new named art.”

“Your head art!” Evan is shaking Aldrich's head “my room is falling apart! Besides you guys came here on purpose to bother me to work, right?”

“You are so chatty. What good is the OB you hire if not for

finish the trivial thing like this” timpal Jordan lightly while taking the pillow box by his side and throwing it into Evan's face

“***!” say Evan when the pillow hit his face quite tight. While Aldrich who was about to reply to bring Evan back, was made to grin with pleasure because the retaliation was already represented by Jordan

“Thanks, Dude,” says Aldrich satisfied

Jordan shrugged his shoulders. He rested his hair that was a little wet backwards due to running earlier.

“To the point only, I know your arrival here must have a certain intent,” snorted Evan, his eyes narrowed looking suspiciously

“No need to look at me with those ugly eyes of yours,” decak Aldrich “not me. But he

who wants your help.” Aldrich flicked his chin towards Jordan

“Jordan?” Evan widened his eyes staring in disbelief at Jordan who seemed unmoved by his shock. Among the three of them, it was Jordan who almost never asked them for help

or to anyone. Jordan is the kind of guy who always seems so relaxed, friendly but never interested in meddling in other people's affairs. He's a free-spirited man, doesn't like to be tied down and organized. Jordan was happy to joke and prank his friends. But who would have thought behind the face of Jordan that is so

beautiful and above average, stored dark side and terrible if the side was awakened from deep sleep. It was only known to Evan and Aldrich. As best friends, they as much as possible do not let the dark side of Jordan wake up.

Evan cleared his throat, straightening his back after waking up from his long daydream.

“Say, what do you mean it?” ask Evan at the end

Jordan raised an eyebrow, slightly suspicious of Evan who had been so chatty suddenly changed

serious. But he decided to ignore.

“I want you to do a little bit of the club owners we used to visit. I know the owner is your acquaintance” Jordan said mysteriously

“What is it?” asked Evan so curious

“Night a club maid broke a valuable bottle of drink

tall. The woman was terrified and I'm sure she couldn't pay for the loss. So I decided to take over the loss by involving your name.”

“Why?” Evan squinted suspiciously. “as far as we know you, you were never interested in interfering

other people's business. Especially when it comes to women. Usually you're the most anti-dealing with weak creatures like them, except for one woman. Your mother.”

Evan said slowly, as much as possible not to make Jordan dark by teasing his favorite woman.

Jordan smiled obliquely, his eyes gleaming at the figure…

“The woman... has soothing green eyes and apparently reminds me a little of my mother in her youth.”.

To be continued

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