THORNS IN MARRIAGE
CHAPTER 18 - STORIES FROM THE PAST

The man in the wheelchair shook my right hand. His gaze was seriously full on my round face. I'm looking down embarrassed. Feeling the heat being stared at in such a way by the handsome-looking man.

"Liana Wulandari? It seems, that name is familiar to my ears!"

I'm looking. Our eyes are now looking at each other.

Do I know this handsome guy?

"You must have forgotten me!" he said again with a dikulum smile.

Jordan Ardians? Who yeah? Was one of my friends in the past? Jordan Ardians?

"Betewe thank you for bringing my mom home. I'm very grateful. My mom is taking medication and resting. I'm sorry, if my mom messed up your activities, Liana!"

I'm still confused. Remembering who this mysterious handsome man was.

"Mi_drinking drugs? What's... Tiur's mother is sick?" ask me after waking up to his words.

"Yes. Stage 2 brain cancer."

"I'm sorry about Mother Tiur's situation. May you recover as soon as possible and be as healthy as ever!"

"Thank you Liana's sincere prayer. Although I actually want to laugh and see who you are now, Liana?"

I was confused to see that man's sweet smile legit like a super special martabak constantly blooming in his sex lips.

"Was... You really know me?" gamang tanyaku.

He just smiled again.

"I know you, but maybe you don't. But it's okay. Hehe..."

The mysterious answer made me even more curious.

"Jordan Ardian's? Where have we met? Sorry, sorry I completely forgot my memory!" I said not feeling good. I swear I forgot that we knew each other. Whereabouts? When's? I really don't remember.

"Of course you don't remember me. Your circle of friendship is only the class president, deputy and secretary and class treasurer. Exemplary students and who have a rank of five and above, also handsome guys only. The standard and not achiever, surely you do not know. Hehe..."

I'm getting confused.

Recollecting myself in the past.

It seems, he's my schoolmate. But... Which school? How many years old am I? Why did I completely forget the face of this handsome man before me?

"You were so much different than you are now?"

My face was red instantly.

Sure oes. When I was a child until my teenage years, my face was as beautiful as an Indian doll. That's what most people who know me say.

Now. (i just ducked down and swallowed the saliva).

My body changed drastically 180 degrees even though my face still showed the remnants of beauty that slowly faded in youth first.

I'm 32 now. But it changed greatly from my former appearance and condition.

"You must still remember Maulana Berto, Ferdinan Ali, and Leonel Agatha. Definitely khan?"

His last words immediately made me look in shock. Those are the names of my SD friends at the elite TARKI school.

"You're an alumnus of TARKI? Oh my... Sorry, I forgot, it was 20 years ago! Sorry..."

"Jordan Ardian..., Jordan the fat, thick-eyed fat guy who sits in the back corner and doesn't like to hang out with it?"

I'm flabbergasted.

I closed my bucket mouth and casually looked at the past of this handsome man before me.

"Haha... I'm glad you remember me so specifically!"

His white teeth lining up stunned me and forgot the world out there.

"Are you really Jordan Ardian?" I muttered once more. Making sure because I really don't believe in my vision right now.

"I'm Jordan Ardian, who you once laughed at because you didn't like sports lessons especially when you had to warm up running around a three-round basketball court. Remember, Liana?"

"Sorry_sorry! Forgive my silliness in childhood first! And God is now paying you my karmic cash. Laugh, Jordan! My body is now round, fat and even my life is sad because it used to suck you up!"

"Hehehe... Never mind, at that time we were just plain children as they are!"

I'm stunned. That handsome guy named Jordan Ardian was so big of a heart. He didn't even reply to my bullies in the past when he was able to do so at the moment.

"I'm when the bad girl Elementary must be in your eyes, huh Jor?"

I'm looking down embarrassed. Squeezing my finger wet from slice to slice the memories of my very happy elementary school days came back.

It was the most pleasant time, but it was the one I didn't want to remember the most.

Wh why? Because I realized, that time was actually a bitter time full of blasphemy that was inversely proportional to my life in mid Junior High until continued SMU.

At 13 years old, my parents' second household began to shake. Papa's business went bankrupt and we fell into poverty.

When SD, my behavior is a bit rancid. Arrogant is also arrogant. I like to be picky because it was a fun time and everyone was flattering me sky-high.

I'm beautiful. Born from a family that has its own company although still in the middle class.

I was popular even though I was a kid. That's because Mama is obsessed with making her beautiful daughter become famous, even if it could be an artist.

Hhh...

Apparently, life is not as beautiful as Mama Papa's imagination.

Apparently, the world was not so friendly with us after the fall of Papa's business and their household turned into hell.

Their quarrels became breakfast and Me and Genta every day. Weak economy, it also weakens the power of love both once so big and beautiful.

Until, the choice of divorce became the peak of Papa Mama's selfishness. And tragically again, they prefer to leave two daughters who used to be so dear to them and pamper Mama's sister whose life they trusted more.

My naive life changed completely.

The golden goose that had once been so hailed instantly descended, turning into a pitiful ash-up.

Me, it changed immediately. From the beautiful who likes the world of social media, to the shabby who shut himself up do not even dare to display photos of themselves and everyday stories like my golden days in SD first.

"Liana! Liana?"

I flinched from the daydream. The handsome face of Jordan Ardian was in front of my face. Very close, until I could see the fine pores on his face and also the beautiful feathers that adorned the sideburns under his ears.

You're on now, Jordan! I'm sorry about the past, huh? This is a life lesson that has grown me more and more. That life goes on. The wheel keeps turning. Sometimes on top sometimes on the bottom. No need to worry and be upset. But also don't be too pompous. Because someday, we who are arrogant will be very embarrassed because of pride in the past. We who are weak will be very strong at some point. God is Fair. God is Almighty.

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