THORNS IN MARRIAGE
CHAPTER 123 - Session 2 (Jordan Ardian)

Jordan stared at one by one images of Liana starting from still before becoming Mrs Jonathan.

Even when Liana's body was still gemoy adorable, Jordan had secretly collected a photo of the woman's self.

Love is crazy.

Love does not use logic.

That's what he felt when he was eleven years old.

"Hey, you're the new kid? Your hair is funny, it's like the gulali candy that Bu Soimah sold in the school cafeteria! Hehe..."

A cute, tiny, beautiful girl approaches her seat and shamelessly reprimands her transfer student from Melbourne, Australia.

Jordan's Indonesian vocabulary was very minimal. Forced to move and directly put into a government school whose strange pupils all make Jordan Ardian dizzy head every way home from school.

"Hey, what's your name?"

"Jordan Ardian."

"Jordan? The ardian? Ardilles kali'? Michael Jordan shoes are Ardless? Hey Berto, what's Michael Jordan's shoe?" said the petite woman while showing off her row of white teeth.

"That Jordan shoe, Nike! Nike Ardila's! Hahaha.." he added again made Jordan frown.

"Are you stupid girl?"

"Huh?!? Girl chopsticks? Where is the chopstick girl? Haha... Geez, even if you are an overseas person, use good and true Indonesian, Uncle Bear! It's in Indonesia! Hehe..."

"Uncle...A bear?"

Suddenly Jordan was barking emotions. She was called the little girl by the name of 'Uncle Bear'.

Jordan smiled in memory of his childhood when he first met Liana.

Little girl, cute and pretty.

Makes Jordan emotional, upset but unable to vent it due to different language barriers.

Since little Liana was present and always bully him with words that are obscene to make Jordan think hard, making him take private lessons in Indonesian to be able to reply to the cute girl bullyan.

Jordan until looking for food candy gulali first time Liana lace her curly hair.

"This one? Is this gulali candy? My hair is likened to this candy? O my Gosh! Ck... Crazy girl!"

That's Liana.

Cute, but annoying for Jordan at the beginning.

"Hey, Bule Buntal! If the road is not dragged! Is your body too heavy to walk like that?"

Jordan looked. Maulana Berto, the class champion but arrogant god-level physically mocked.

It was still early in the morning but his loud chatter was like a mercon in the school cafeteria that had been banned from selling.

He started playing this physical and body shaming!

"Eh Berto! Why?"

Jordan turned his head again towards the distinctive voice that was always ringing in his head.

"Here, you bego! Hehehe...! Liana is so beautiful today. Her hair was tied to a colorful ribbon. The sweetness!"

Hm... What model seduction is that? Inner Jordan again, in the heart.

"Berto! Don't bully him! Just enough Liana can bully Jordan! The others don't. Okey? Hey, class president, please tell the others, this fat Jordan is only allowed to be bullied by me!"

"Well, koq...! Yes indeed! Okay, hehehe..."

Why that? Why are people banned from bullying? Why would he hurt my heart? Ck. This sane girl. Fixes.

Jordan smiled grinning. Little Liana was back in her memory.

Every day, every moment, the girl always says things that make Jordan hurt.

Classroom hike arrives.

Jordan who from the beginning had difficulty mingling because the language was increasingly cornered because the values of the subjects were all below average.

The irritated Jordan grew even more irritated to the point of unconsciously letting out tears without a sound.

"Hey come on, let's get fat! Follow me!"

Liana pulled Jordan's hand until she almost fell over because she tripped on her own shoes.

"Tuh, look at me! This is my secret place! Don't tell anyone, this is my place to be sad. Uh, fat! Your grades are all bad, huh? Here, I'll borrow a summary book of the answers I have for all your remedial grades in three days. Yes, don't tell anyone! Okay?"

Since then, her hatred for Liana slowly melted away. Then it disappeared into a sense of admiration.

Cute girl, tiny and beautiful and shining. Always admired by many friends, especially cool guys who are thin-brained and famous.

Jordan admired Liana just from a distance.

Hhh...

Jordan's body was trembling.

His head was dizzy again until he took a bottle of glass containing tranquilizers purchased freely in pharmacies without a doctor's prescription.

...Don't kill yourself, Om...

Jerked Jordan. The cute voice of his nephew instantly broke the daydream.

"May the boy say so! Hhh.." he muttered to himself.

Two more tablets to treat his headache that suddenly came attacking.

Treeetc... Treeet ... Treeet

Treeetc... Treeetc... Treeet

His phone rang a few times.

Jordan lazy lifting.

He just turned his head and watched the nightstand where his hape was placed without any desire to pick up the phone.

Must be from Felix. These nights still ask for work. Hhh... Lazy me!

Jordan returned to his secret room.

Photos of Liana when she met again after so many years did not see her again.

Lianas! Know it? Your daughter was right, the day before I met you, I was determined to kill myself. I even wrote a will as an apology to Mami and Gege. But... It turns out that Allah is Most Gracious. You came with Mami into our house. You were once, very different from you now. You used to shine so bright even your light was so dazzling. It turns out, ten years of not seeing life has turned you into a graceful woman who is more charming even though your body was solid at that time.

Jordan felt his heart crashing.

...Um, Om Didi! Don't take those vitamin supplements and sleeping pills anymore!...

Aprilla? Why does the boy's voice keep sounding make my head dizzy?

Lianas... Why is it that the more you come here the more beautiful you are? And i'm... I would never kill myself because you were already around me even if it didn't work out to be mine.

Jordan looked at the clock on the wall of his room.

At one o'clock in the night.

Time rolls by unnoticed if He spends time in a secret room with Liana.

Jordan closed the door to his secret room. Then drink two grains of sleeping pills to help break the goods an hour and two hours.

"Bismillbirth... Bismika Allahumma ahya wa bismika amuut!"

His body began to feel tired. Close your eyes with a long breath.

But suddenly...

Tight chest. Breath chokes.

That night, the night of Thursday was dim, dark without stars. Jordan had a heart attack and shortness of breath without anyone knowing it.

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