JORDAN
Chapter 46's

Jordan noticed one thing—weirdness that happened to his wife all day.

The woman was more silent than before. Yes, it is true that Lionara is

human refrigerator. Brother and irit talk. This applies to outsiders and

before they express feelings to each other. After that their communication

walking normally like other couples.

In fact, now his wife had indeed completely silenced him. Wh why? What is he

making mistakes again? if so, what is his mistake? And should be

Lionara just said it right away not if he did something

hurt that woman's heart?

Jordan began to think hard, remembering all the actions of his behavior before

this was. and before long, his brain managed to find Lionara's reason point

disregarded it.

The madness yesterday.

“You're mad at me?” ask Jordan to the point when Lionara just landed

his ass in bed, after putting Jay to bed.

Lionara frowned. There was a pause before he replied, “Why conclude so?”

“Today you've been quieting me. And I'm a pretty sensitive husband when it comes to things

the unusual from my wife,” Jordan sighed. “Tell me that

actually.”

Lionara. Sitting at Jordan's feet. Her manic

staring fixedly at the Jordanian netra.

“Daddymu..” Lionara gulps his hard-earned saliva as Jordan's gesture turns tense.

“What else did that fucker do?” low, Jordan's gaze sharpened

Lionara. He grabbed Jordan's fingers and grabbed them. “He entered ICU.” room

“Then what does this have to do with us?” Jordan raised an eyebrow “Good too if he

dead.”

“Jo!” reprimand Lionara, “Can't you soften your heart just a little, Jo? Let

after all, he is your parents. Please... learn to forgive him,”.

lirih Lionara with teary eyes.

Highlight Jordan turning cold, his jaw tightening. “You think it's that easy? Dead either

I will never forgive him!” jordan's voice rose, his eyes staring in anger

Lionaras. Really, Jordan hates it if Lionara defends his daddy instead of him.

Jordan took off Lionara's grip.

“Then you want to until when you are so vengeful?!” Lionara raised his voice

“Remember Jo, you are now also a Father. What if you were in

position daddymu and Jay bemb—“

“Don't ever equate me with that old man!” jordan snapped involuntarily, pointing

bengis Lionara's. “You told me to forgive the old man? You realize what

what are you saying right now? You sane? Huh!”

Lionara. His mouth was silent, his hands that had been trembling were trying

hide it. But finally her tears fell.

“You misunderstood, Jo. I know it hurts you a lot, but I don't want to

someday you will be more sorry. I don't want you to fall

slumped,” hoarse, Lionara tried to let out his choked voice.

Jordan exhaled a rough breath. Trying hard not to go crazy up front anymore

his wife. “You better sleep.” break up Jordan in the end. “I must

exit.” timpalnya, immediately get off the bed and walk towards the door before…

“Daddy you're critical, Jo. He is struggling to survive cancer

end-stage lungs that have been suffering. You sure don't want to

hear an explanation from him before it's too late? I'm sure your heart

not that hard. I'm sure you still have some affection for your daddy, though

little, I'm sure you got that taste.”

There was a bit of an awkward feeling in Jordan's heart when he heard that Josep was in the middle

dying. It touched his ego. Jordan suddenly got a foreign feeling, but

when remembering Josep's cruelty to her mommy, the anger was raised.

Jordan squeezed the door knob, he wanted to explode. Head dizzy. “I don't care, “

hisses

“You care. I know it.”

“Serah.” Jordan opened the door rudely and,

BLAM!!!

****

From the top of the podium, Jordan stared flatly at the seats of the elders. He just received

the charter of appreciation from the school because this year he again won

first place because it has managed to get the best value from

all students at his school.

Jordan was supposed to be accompanied by both of his parents in this event, but it was always just the

mama was present on the side as before. He only receives the deck

tightly the mama— unlike his other friends, on the right and left side there

both parents, then enshrined in a family portrait. His father denied it again.

His pride did not come at all.

“Don't grieve constantly, daddy accidentally. He had to go to Singapore because

the company there is troubled and needs a presence, daddy.” Grace stroking

tender cheeks Jordan—comforting the only son of his puppet.

“But, last night daddy promised,” muttered Jordan with head bowed

Grace stared sadly—her tears fell, but quickly she tepis. Josep hurt the son's heart

them again.

“Kan there's still Mommy, baby. You're not happy because Mommy keeps coming,”

Jordan looked up, then shook his head quickly. He clenched Grace's neck. “Jo, very happy. Mom

always there for Jo. Jordan loves Mommy.” Jordan smelled a pretty face

Mommy her.

“Mommy is much more affectionate the same, Jo. Hence, if Jo is sad, mommy is sadder.”

“Mommy don't be sad. Jo uda is not sad anymore!”

Grace smiled haru. He kissed the old Jordan.

“You want to play to a recreation place?” Grace offers something that her son loves

that's.

Jordan's round eyes instantly sparkle, “Mau, Mom! Want to! Ayokkk” Jordan pulls Grace's hand enthusiasm

get out of there, forget the sadness that had come.

****

attacking his throat.

“Mom, I want ice cream.”

“Yes already, you wait here. Let mommy buy it,”

Jordan held his mother's hand. “Let me just. Mommy sits,”

“Good. You be careful yes,” Grace stroked her son's wet hair and reciprocated a quick nod

by Jordan.

The place where Jordan bought ice cream was filled with many visitors who queued. And because

this is his favorite ice cream subscription, so he patiently stood in line

in the back row. Fifteen minutes later, Jordan's feet went numb,

and there were still around ten people queuing in front of him before his turn

arriving. Due to numbness, Jordan lowered her head a little and then stomped her calves alternately.

But who would have thought, when he re-stimulated the body, Jordan accidentally caught the blue netra

lovers who bribe each other with ice cream. Jordan's Heart

sneaking out violently, the look in his eyes immediately shimmered furiously. Repeatedly Jordan

kembeng—trying to dismiss the reality if the figure of the female partner

is.. daddy.

Just as Jordan was about to approach the couple, suddenly the seller called and

asking order. It seems he has arrived at the front line.

Jordan ignored. His sight was again cast on the couple. Damn, both are

it's not there. Hurried Jordan out of line, then ran small

with beads staring in all directions—seeking back the whereabouts of his daddy.

Jordan keeps running—tracing the entire recreational park venue. While the sweat began to flood, his breathing was panting and his net was already flushed wet. Not likely.

That man can't be his daddy. His dad is in Singapore, and he's at work right now.

Hundreds of times Jordan denied, but still what he found was the reality

that hurts. Once again, his steps were fixed on the figure of the daddy

now is rubbing the belly of the woman in front of him while sprinkling a kiss there.

In silence, Jordan's tears flowed. The scene before him had indeed managed to rip apart hearts

and let go of his pride in Josep. Heart's broken.

Behind them, in fact his daddy has another woman—Josep sues his mommy.

Jordan's hands clenched tightly. He had been getting answers to his questions all along.

The reason Josep rarely hangs out with Jordan and Grace is not because

work, but because he was busy mixing love with his mistress.

****

In his sleep Jordan was raving indistinctly. Clear thread dripping on both corners

his eyes, his head continued to move to the right and left, while his two hands

gripping strong sofa.

Not long after, the man flinched followed by the two blue netra that opened—cluttered,

confusion with roaring breath.

Jordan circled his gaze around, examining the circumstances surrounding where he was

now it's.

“You had a bad dream?”

Jordan looked at the voice he had so deeply memorized. With both the reddened wet netra and the breath still hunting, Jordan looked like a dazed person.

Lionara smiled, with a gentle movement of her hands rubbing the sweat and traces of her husband's tears.

The woman kissed alternately the eyes, nose and lips of Jordan.

“Sorry..” whispered Lionara.

Jordan quiet. His manic continues to stare fixedly at the sad highlight of his wife.

“I'm sorry that what I said a few days ago has hurt your heart. I'm really sorry. I didn't mean to say it. I'm just confused..”.

Lionara wanted to continue with his sentence, but he soon realized that he was speaking

next will only make them fight again.

It's been enough with Jordan's anger these four days. On the eve of their quarrel, Jordan came out of the room and never once returned until now. The man was really angry and punished Lionara by avoiding him.

Jordan locked himself in a workspace, in a pile of stock sheets and

other documents—nyaris done at

this place. He spent days, both day and night in his room. Even

when eating, the waiter delivered it there—Lionara was not allowed at all

go in. But this morning, Lionara ignored the man's ban and broke through

go inside while Jordan is sleeping with a very chaotic appearance.

Without a word, Jordan pulled Lionara's waist down to the top of his body. Jordan hugged tightly, then inhaled the scent of baby powder in the niche of his wife's neck deeply. Really, he had missed the woman so much in his arms.

They were silent, until…

“I'm also sorry to have yelled at you,” muttered Jordan while stroking Lionara's back. “Honestly, I've never been mad at you. I just needed time to think—and ended up hurting myself. Hurt us. I'm sorry, honey, I don't want us to believe this anymore. I don't want us to fight anymore.”

“You're mad it's because I started it,”

Jordan chuckled softly. He did not retaliate anymore, but increasingly grabbed the body

that lady. Fighting with Lionara is the least

liked it. He was tortured to be away from Lionara for several days

these. Last night he was determined that this morning he himself would come

he went to his wife to apologize. He could not bear to keep silent Lionara.

But who would have thought when he opened his eyes, his admiration was already in front of the eyes of— making his heart filled with relief.

“I'll learn,” Lionara look up— stare at bead shady Jordan “Learn?”

Jordan nodded. His finger moved to tuck the hair of Lionara back

earlobes. “Although it's difficult, I'll try to learn to forgive his mistakes. But only that. However to return near—can't.”

Lionara clearly knew who Jordan meant. Her eyes are heating up, “If your heart can't, don't push. I'll never tell you to do it again.”

Jordan kissed Lionara's lips. “I didn't have to, baby. These few days I

already contemplating everything. It is time I learned to let go of all my pain. I want to open a new page. Without hatred and revenge. Lilo had also long since told me to let go of that thing

hurt my mental health."

Yes, for a few days locked up in his study, Jordan actually not only busy himself with work. He pondered and consulted with his psychiatrist-Lilo, by phone.

Lilo explained that her mental condition was getting worried. If it is not healed quickly, slowly it will really go crazy.

His friend also said that his wife was devastated when she learned of his mental health condition. The woman cried and begged Lilo to heal herself. But still the results will be useless, if only the doctor who struggled to heal, while he still hardened his heart.

"I want to heal so you don't feel sad anymore.” Jordan said raucously

Unable to resist the burning heat in his chest, Lionara grabbed Jordan's nape and kissed his lips so deeply. She cried, a clear circle fell from her eyes when at last her husband was willing to strip the source of pain from her trauma. It's a point of progress that's been a tremendous relief. Because in this way, do not rule out the possibility of slowly psychic Jordan will recover.

Lionara put their eyebrows together, noses touching each other. “You mean something to me, Jo. You and Jay are the most important people in my life. I was so

love you until that feeling scares me. I don't want to lose you if your psychic gets worse, until you don't recognize us anymore.”

Lionara sobbing “Thank you dear,”

Jordan's eyes glazed over, wiping Lionara's tears that soaked her cheeks. “I

love you more and fear losing you both. I promise I will

trying to heal for you.”

To be continued

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