Trapped in Jorell's Love
Chapter 17 - Love alone is not enough
Jorell awoke from his stupor. He felt a bit dizzy in his head.
"Eh, don't move much!" ban Joseph.
Joseph was the one who helped Jorell when he collapsed on the street and took him to his apartment. Then ask his doctor friend to check on Jorell.
"I where?"
"You're in my room, exactly in my apartment. It's a hot ginger drink first."
Joseph gave a warm drink to Jorell. Jorell accepted it and drank it straight away.
"What is Rail? Why are you raining down the street?" asked Joseph in curiosity.
With his dejected gaze Jorell replied, "Finding Mazaya. But it looks like he's gone out of town."
Joseph patted Jorell's shoulder intending to provide strength and support for Jorell.
"When a woman is left, sad may be, but stupid do not. You are too crazy about love, so when left your heart will feel the pain is too deep. From now on, it's better, just love enough don't overdo it."
Jorell just nod. His body still felt weak to talk a lot.
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The next day, Jorell went to work with Joseph. He even wore Joseph's clothes that day. He did his job well that day. The atmosphere of the design team was slightly different as there were only three people. Apparently Mazaya's absence makes them feel lost.
Stefani who always spill her emotions after being scolded by Mazaya, so suddenly wanted to be scolded again. The reason is, the anger of Mazaya even became a passion for him to do a better job.
For Joseph, he still did not deserve this post. In addition to the ability that is not as good as Mazaya, he also still needs spicy words from Mazaya to build morale in every day. By being chased for time and scolded, his brain became more honed and even became more synergistic.
Unlike again with Jorell, just one day did not see Mazaya alone, it felt empty. Usually every morning he always say good morning, see Mazaya's smile, even get a reply even if only in the form of a text message. But now? Everything disappears. His spirit was gone and he had to go through it somehow until when.
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Days, weeks to months, Jorell passes by without Mazaya by his side. It was as if there was no more spirit in his life. That made Jefrey act.
Jefrey told her to ask her mother about Mazaya. Apparently his guess has been right all along. His mother was involved with Mazaya's resignation and Mazaya's breakup.
"Why did you do that to Jorell?"
"Because mom doesn't like it. Mama doesn't want Jorell to be close to a woman whose origins aren't clear" Margaret replied.
"But they love each other ma. Why is mom so happy?"
Margaret smiled wryly.
"Love each other? Even Mazaya received money from her mother without any rejection. It is very clear, no, that he loves money only" replied Margaret again.
"But still, can't you let Jorell choose his own life path? Let me make you a doll."
"Already, you don't interfere with Jef. You don't know what it's like to be a mom. Mama just wants the best for Jorell."
"Whatever mom is."
Jeffrey walked out of his mother's room in frustration. He regretted the fate of his sister's romance which ran aground due to differences in social status. Jefrey was convinced Mazaya wasn't that bad. There must be a reason why Mazaya accepted the money and approved all of his mother's orders.
Not wanting her sister to continue to grieve, Jefrey told Jorell everything she knew.
It makes Jorell come to his mother at home and want to know the answer directly from his mother.
"So all this time Mama sent a spy to follow all my activities?"
"Yes, because that way. Mama can relax and let you live with a lack."
Jorell sighed slowly. He did not want to scold his mother.
"And that's why I know you're in a relationship with your own team leader."
"And my mom asked him to leave me? It's so mean ma! I love her very much, ma."
"Love alone is not enough Rail. Mazaya knows. He's very realistic. He even left you for money. So, better forget about him. Mama's gonna match you up with your other mama's business partner. What is the background."
Jorell let out another breath. Refraining from emotions.
"Yes, love is not enough. But with love, at least I can be happy. I don't want to be set up. I want to choose my own life partner. But, for now I still want to be alone. I will fulfill one mother's request. I want to be CEO of the company."
Because unfortunately Jorell to his mother. He could not be angry at his mother's behavior towards him. He accepted everything with sincerity even though his heart had to be hurt. The only thing he can't make happen is to take away his love for Mazaya.
Margaret so smiles herself hear the words of her son who finally wants to lead the company. That way he will make a lively welcome to Jorell.
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Sure enough, the next day, all the employees gathered in the company hall. Margaret will introduce a new CEO to her company.
Jorell appeared with a powerful leader aura. His smiling face turned a little cold.
Joseph and Stefani were surprised. He did not expect his coworkers had been an heir of the company and the second son of their President. Joseph and Stefani looked at each other.
Did as long as they were co-workers Jorell always trouble Jorell?
What as long as they were co-workers was his attitude good or not to Jorell?
And other questions come to mind of both.
They were afraid that Jorell would punish them if the two were disrespectful. Especially when Jorell is dating Mazaya, the two love to tease Jorell.
Haish!
Both are head-scarves.
"Good morning everyone. Thank you for taking the time to be in this room. As President Margaret said. I am Jorell Livingston, his second son who has lived in London for a long time. All this time, I worked on the design team and now I will start leading you all. Please help."
After the reception ended, Joseph and Stefani immediately met Jorell and apologized if during his time as co-workers there were a lot of words or disrespectful treatment.
Jorell smiled.
"It's okay. I'm happy like that. At least there is no distance between the employer and the employee. Don't you fucking talk to me. If we're outside the office. We're still friends."
Then after that Jorell went to his room.
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