The Waiting of Casanova
eps. 111

It was not that they did not report, but that Jordan was not in contact so they just sent a message to the Jordan number. But unfortunately, until this second Jordan has not held his cellphone and opened the message sent by the bodyguard.

"To the club sir." Z hesitated, believing that when he heard where Ica had gone, they would surely accept the Jordan.

"Whataaa...!!!!! The....!!!" club...!!!!" Jordan was full of anger.

Bugh.bugh. Jordan gave a raw bogem to Y and Z.

"May you let my future wife go to the club!!! If he's doing anything there!!!" Shout Jordan again. He recalled his first meeting with Ica at the club, at that time almost Ica was worked by a smelly man who had just set foot in the club. He was afraid that Ica would experience the same thing, especially in this country Ica is a newcomer.

"There's a W and an X following Miss Ica sir." All four of them Y answered the words of the Jordan that had been ignited by emotion.

Bugh.. Feeling annoyed by Y's reply, Jordan gave the bogeman once again in Y's face.

"You two should also escort my future wife.!!! It's a stupid night club!!!" Furious Jordan.

Then Jordan took his phone to track down where Ica was. After finding the location of Ica's whereabouts, quickly Jordan exits the apartment to the club where Ica is located. On the way, Jordan unceasingly called the numbers W and X, but none of them received any calls from the Jordan, and it made the Jordan's emotions even higher.

"Dammit!!! Just be careful if Ica and why!!!" Jordan grumbled while hitting the steering wheel. At full speed Jordan drove his car towards the nightclub.

Jordan is already inside the nightclub where Ica and her friends are. Jordan's eyes went around, table by table he traced even he came down to the dance floor to look for the whereabouts of Ica, but Jordan did not find Ica there. Jordan went to the second floor of the private room. As soon as Jordan's foot reached the second floor, Jordan immediately saw the whereabouts of W and X at the door of one of the private rooms, which Jordan believed Ica must be in the room.

With his jaw hardened and his hands clenched, Jordan immediately walked over to W and X.

Bugh..Bugh.. Jordan landed a raw bogem on the face of W and X.

W and X who got a surprise attack from Jordan had a moment.

"Sir.." greet W and X together while holding the cheeks of those who have just received a gift from the Jordan.

"Do you want to die!!! Why did you guys allow my future wife to come to this place?!" Shouted Jordan annoyed.

"Sorry sir, we've already banned the lady, but the lady keeps pleading with us. And we also tried to contact you, but your number can be called." Answer X gives a reason.

"The reason!!! Why are you even standing guard at the door? Why don't you guys keep it inside?!" Ask the Jordan again in a still rising tone.

"Bastard, you useless bodyguard, big body, but your brain is small!!! Move you!!" Jerk Jordan.

W and X marginalized their bodies so that Jordan could open the door.

BRAAAK..Jordan opened the door of the room violently.

Jordan's eyes widened because he saw Bryan and Ica in an uncomfortable position in Jordan's eyes. Because their position from the side of the Jordan looks like a man making out. Ica who turned her back to Bryan and Bryan who looked like he was giving a kiss on Ica's neck, let alone zip behind Ica's dress was opened a little. Makes bad thoughts rule him.

But the truth is not like that. Bryan who just returned from the dance floor, saw Ica like she was in trouble because her hair was stuck in the zipper dress Ica used. Incidentally at that time there were only the two of them, because their other friends were enjoying the music on the dance floor, only Ica who did not want to come down to the dance floor, he said,while Bryan who was tired of dancing chose to return to the private room. Inevitably Bryan helped Ica release Ica's hair that was stuck in the back of her dress zipper by lowering the zipper a little and began to remove strands of hair that were stuck. But just now Bryan was going to raise back the Ica dress zipper, suddenly the door of the room opened violently. Bryan and Ica turned to the door. Their eyes widened when they saw that Jordan was standing at the door with a reddened face and strong hands clenched.

Jordan, who was covered in a fog of blind jealousy, walked over to Ica and Bryan.

Bugh..Bugh..Bugh..

With all the emotion in the soul Jordan landed his fist on Bryan's face. Ica who saw her friend in the Jordan fist blindly, immediately shouted hysterically and asked Jordan to stop the action.

"Sister Jordan stopped.." cried Ica while trying to pull Jordan's body away from Bryan, but his efforts were in vain even he who fell to the floor and his back hit the table while trying to stop Jordan.

Realizing that Ica had fallen, Jordan stopped her punching Bryan, she turned to Ica who was still on the floor holding her back. Without asking much, Jordan immediately carried Ica's body and walked out of the room.

"Sir Jordan..get me down!!" Shouted Ica while lashing the chest of the Jordan field.

But Jordan ignored Ica's screams and kept walking out of the club to the car. Once in the car, Jordan immediately sat Ica in the front passenger seat and immediately attached the seatbelt for Ica. After that the Jordan turned and opened the door of the wheel. After installing a seatbelt for him, Jordan immediately started the car engine and drove his car at full speed to his apartment.

Seeing Jordan carrying a car like a possessed person, Ica held her seatbelt tightly, she closed her eyes not wanting to look at the street.

"Sister Jordan, slow down and bring the car!!!" Shouted Ica. But over and over again the Jordan was like he had his ears, he was still driving his car at full speed.

It did not take long, the end of the Jordan car was parked smoothly in the parking lot of the apartment building. With Ica back in his arms, Jordan steps into his apartment unit.

Ica rebelled repeatedly for the Jordan to send her down, but the Jordan ignored Ica's words, and threatened to kiss Ica's lips in public if Ica continued to rebel.