Love Different Country
Crowded feeling

Tasya ran after the elevator doors opened. He immediately approached Jordan who was waiting for him.

"Hi, Jordan! we're leaving right now?" tanya Tasya with a sparkling face.

Jordan did not answer at all. The man's eyes did not even look towards Tasya who was already performing like never before. Jordan instead circulated his gaze, looking towards the entrance, to look for the whereabouts of the woman he loved, who else if not Naura.

"Jordan, what are you looking for? don't you hear me?" Tasya shook his hands in front of the man's face.

"Eh, what was that, Bag? I'm sorry, I didn't hear what you said!" jordan said with an unpleasant face.

"Who are you looking for? are you making a pact with someone other than me?" tasya asked with a raised forehead, suspicious.

Jordan was immediately nervous, "Oh, of course not. I'm just looking for Naura and Chika. Why don't they come down with you?"

"Oh they've both gone to be picked up by each other's girlfriends."

"What's? where are they?!" jordan's response with a slightly raised tone of voice.

Tasya's eyes suddenly, squealing increasingly suspicious of Jordan's reaction which he thought was excessive.

"Why are you, Jo? why does your face look so panicked, hearing Naura and Chika being picked up by their girlfriends? is there something wrong with that?"

"It's not like that. I'm just worried about both of them. You know for yourself, that Europe, embraces liberalization. I don't want them to fall for what's called free*x." Jordan tried to find an excuse.

"Are you doubting Naura and Chika?"

"It's not like that, Tasya. Everyone can be happy, right? naura and Chika are no exception. I __"

"You know, if everyone can be happy," Tasya cut quickly.

"That fear can happen to anyone. Even in Indonesia itself whose name is se*x free is also rampant right? So, don't blame the country, but the person. As friends, you should think positively that Naura and Chika will not do anything that violates our eastern cultural norms. Anyway, didn't you know that Kendrick is of Indonesian descent as well?" tasya.

Jordan gasped in shock, because to be honest he had absolutely no idea about Kendrick.

"You mean?"

Tasya's explanation wasn't to calm Jordan down. Precisely the man looks increasingly upset, because he feels that the road to get Naura is getting harder.

"Are we not going anywhere? otherwise, I'll go back inside." Tasya told Jordan of his shock.

"Oh, so dong. Let's go! it was a taxi," Jordan immediately intercepted the taxi and gave Tasya a chance to enter first, then he caught up with her.

Without them noticing a pair of eyes, from inside the car, from earlier watching the two of them. Even now the owner of the car, following the taxi that took Jordan and Tasya.

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Tasya and Jordan are now inside the capsule, which is often called the London eye. A place that looks like a ringleader and is often used by people to see the beauty of London.

The silence created between the two of them was long enough, making Tasya feel extremely bored.

"Jordan, have you ever loved a woman?" Tasya opened the conversation, to stop the silence created.

Jordan did not answer. He took a breath first before revealing his answer.

"Munafic, if I say never. I love someone and even until now my love has never diminished. Even more and more days." said Jordan in a soft tone.

"Is that woman Naura?" guess Tasya to the point. The woman's heart, pounding waiting for an answer from Jordan. He was really worried, even felt tight to breathe.

"You don't answer, it means the answer, 'yes'. Am I right?"

Jordan nodded his head, confirming. Tasya instantly turned her gaze the other way, trying to endure the pain in her chest.

After he managed to master the situation, Tasya looked back at Jordan while sighing.

"So, what are you going to do now? you don't intend to separate Naura and Kendrick, do you?"

Tbc