JORDAN
Chapter 7's

The wedding ceremony is over. Lionara went through everything like a robot, forcing himself to stand stiff with no expression and follow all the processions to an emotionless finish. It was a very simple type of marriage only attended by Jordan's two best friends, Grandpa, Camila and Leon who were in a wheelchair because of his condition that had not fully recovered. This marriage was completely hidden from the public. This is not the kind of marriage that most women dream of, including Lionara— - even if he never did

dreaming of getting married.

Really, this is probably the saddest type of marriage a girl can ever experience. There are no loving gazes between the two brides, no loving wedding vows chanted in a mutually reinforcing grasp and no love should be the foundation of this marriage. This marriage is so cold.

A slow pat on his shoulder managed to resuscitate Lionara from the serendipitous daydream. Looking up, he looked at an old man who was now smiling so warmly at him. He pretended to go to the toilet because he wanted to calm himself from his mixed feelings after the wedding ceremony. However, instead of going into the toilet, his feet were halted towards the corner of the room which was located a large window— wide open without curtains, displaying a beautiful green hilly view.

“Congratulations, Nak” said Rikkard “Now you are officially part of Christopher.” without waiting for a reply, he hugged Lionara full of affection while patting gently on his shoulder.

“Te...thanks, Mr..” is stiff, Lionarat did not expect to get this warm hug. A hug she had not felt for a long time.

“Shh. Call me grandpa. You have become my grandson now,”

Lionara was silent, but her eyes were teary.

“I'm sorry for the way my granddaughter pulled you into this marriage by taking advantage of your dire situation. But, will you promise this old man one thing?” Rikkard elaborated on hugs— looked gently at the bead of his son-in-law's grandson, then wrapped up Lionara's still unmoved face.

“Please promise not to end this marriage. Jordan is not a good man now, but I believe, with you the brat will change slowly. She deserves a wife to her husband. Even if your marriage started in a way that is not right, but I hope this marriage will continue to last just like the promise you promised earlier.” slowly, Rikkard expressed his deepest desire.

“Ak-I can't promise it, Kek” Lionara turned his face to the side—while both hands clenched at the side.

Rikkard smiled. He kissed Lionara forehead “Jordan has many women, but none of them really wanted him to build a household. But, in just a short time he chose you to be his wife. You know what that means, son?"

Lionara.

"Jordan sees something different from you," Rikkard stroked the top of Lionara's head with his gentle smile "I believe you will complement each other.”

****

“I feel the girl doesn't like you” comments Evan. The three are now standing in the parking lot of Church— waiting for the bride who is said to be going to the toilet before leaving the place.

“Maybe.” sahut Jordan indifferently. His gaze pointed at the sky that looked overcast.

Evan laughs “Hah, I never thought there would finally be a woman who could reject your charm.”

“It looks like you're so happy, eh?”

“Of course. When else can I see you rejected like this,” Evan jokes

“Then why did you marry her?” Aldrich chimed in “He obviously resorted to this wedding.”

Jordan turned his head, looked at the two questionable faces in front of him then casually raised his shoulders “Don't know. Just want to.”

“What?!” both glare.

“I'm just bored. And it feels like I haven't made a mess for the old man in a long time. As you know, she's so anti-poor women. Well, it's worth a try, isn't it?”

“You can't abuse your marriage with your personal grudge.” scold Aldrich in a serious tone

“Have it. I'm only married. That's not a big thing.” Jordan grinned

“Not a big thing?! Did you realize you said that? I'm so concerned about the girl you married.” timpal Evan jengah “Kudo you will fall in love with your own wife later!” keep swearing.

Jordan laughed, “I just knew you could pray too, Ev”

“Iya. And you're the first person I'm praying for.” Cynical Evan

“Aww.sweet. May the Lord grant the prayer of sinners like you.” Jordan laughed again while patting Evan on the shoulder.

****

The car entered the huge main gate. In silence, Lionara looked around—noting how magnificent the outer buildings of Jordan's European mansion bargaya. The park they passed by brightly shimmered, exposed to the lights of the park. He could see several guards standing by to welcome the host's arrival.

From the outside, the car door was opened by one of the bodyguards. Jordan came out first and was followed by Lionara. The car behind them opened. Leon was helped out of there in a wheelchair. Half-running Lionara approached his sister with a bodyguard standing behind his wheelchair.

Leon smiled shady, shook his head, “I'm fine, kak” he grabbed one hand Lionara— squeezed it “kakak himself how? Is sister happy?”

Lionara had frozen to find his sister's question, but quickly he smiled— wiped Leon's hair. “Iya”

Brother lied! Inner Leon

“Thank God, Brother,” Leon forced his smile. He knew Lionara was lying as usual—shows

his feigned look was happy, and what he had seen since was Lionara's expressionless flat face throughout their wedding ceremony.

“Maybe you guys can continue the conversation tomorrow day.” sela Jordan “Time to rest”

Lionara nodded slowly, then was about to take over pushing Leon's wheelchair before Jordan's voice again interrupted him.

“Let Mr. Lee take Leon to his room. You follow me.” his word and then move to Lionara—mengapit his hand when Lionara was about to raise his protest “I'm not wanting to be denied” sizzle Jordan slowly so as not to hear Leon, I want to hear Leon, then bring Lionara from there.

Lionara looked back, looking at Leon with a guilty look but Leon returned with a smile as if saying he was fine.

As soon as it passed the main door, several women dressed in neat black white uniforms passed by and— lowered their heads as they passed by. They were all average-faced beauties and Lionara was no wonder anymore. Jordan is identical to that.

Jordan continued to take him through the hallway of the vast luxurious room. There was a circular staircase connecting the lower floor to the top standing beside a pillar in the middle of the room. Instead of climbing the stairs, they actually climbed the elevator with the third floor that became the destination.

“You live alone in a house this big?” lionara asked, somehow unable to hold back her curiosity.

“Hm.” sahut Jordan without turning “I only bring anyone I want.”

Then your Dad? Lionara wanted to ask that, but he said it. Be aware that it will prolong their interaction. As much as possible it narrowed down the interaction with the man now

status of her husband.

Soon they were already in a spacious room with a masculine feel. It did not take long to know who the owner of this room, because the large frame hanging right on the wall of the bed already explained it. Inside the frame is a portrait of Jordan who is in the middle of shirtless— displaying his perfect muscular body by holding a white towel that is circular on the neck, while his head is held up to the top— charming smile.

“This is our room.”

Jordan released their hand link.Then removing the suit that was attached all day long— threw it with origin on the sofa, then sat there while busy taking off his pantofel shoes. “You shower first.” he said without looking

Lionara still seemed to be standing at the center of the room with his mind raging. They have officially become a married couple. And the thought of intimate activities between husband and wife instantly began to fill his head. To be honest he was not ready and it felt like he just wanted to run away from this place. But a deal

what he had agreed with Jordan could not make him just run away. Jordan had already done all of his requests, and now was the time to fulfill the man's wishes.

Not without reason Jordan would marry her. The man only wanted a child from his womb. Can he? Can she become a responsible mother to the child she was born into? While all this time, dreaming to have a husband and children he never. His life was only focused on financing and giving the best future for his sister. Lionara never thought of himself or

his future. But now, the universe seems to be back playing— messing up his life goals that he has arranged in such a way.

Lionara appears to swallow the saliva. Squeezing his clenched fingers. “Ap-is tonight you

will do that?” lionara asked, barely audible

“It? what?” Jordan asked back. A faint cry was created on his forehead

Lionara fell silent, he moved restlessly. Not comfortable with such an intimate talk.

Jordan who initially did not understand, after staring at the body gesture Lionara— only he knew the meaning of the words of his wife. He grinned, “Ah, fuck you mean?” frontally tanyanya

Surprise immediately smeared Lionara's eyes, whose face was now red with embarrassment. Appellee

upside down, the man was even acting ordinary. But whether Lionara realized or not, there was an amused tone when Jordan spoke again, “Go take a shower. Regarding that we continue after you finish.”

To be continued

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