This Love Killed Me (Dark Love)
Because To me, You're Precious

"Freya!"

Freya's body froze in place, he memorized correctly with the owner of the voice.

"You, you___"

"Why are you here?" ask the man who is none other than Jordan. He looked at Freya sharply.

"I'm doing__"

"Follow me!" jordan was resolute. Then he pulled Freya by the hand, and pulled her roughly.

Jordan takes Freya to the parking lot, then he puts her in the car. Jordan still did not release his grip, he even squeezed Freya's body, while looking at her more sharply.

"What are you doing behind my back, Freya!" jordan grumbled with a hunting breath.

Disappointed, that was the one thing Jordan felt at the moment. He did not expect Freya to get out of his control. Is it that easy to be fooled?

"I didn't do anything, I just accompanied my nephew. He was sick, and so far he hasn't regained consciousness. I'm the only family left" Freya replied calmly.

"I can't cover it anymore, Jordan already knows that I can get in and out of his house. May I still have a way to make him know God, and also ... make him love me," Freya said.

"Niece?" Jordan scrunched his forehead.

"Yes, he's my step-sister's son. Sera died in childbirth, and Sherin took care of her child. But ... some time ago, I've eliminated it." Freya's lips twitched. He closed his eyes, regretting the past sins - which now haunt him.

"You vanished?"

"Yes. He tried to harm me, he didn't take it when I killed his mother. I was upset, and I ended up eliminating him" Freya explained without lying.

Jordan let out a long sigh, feeling disappointed in himself. So many things in Freya, which escaped her knowledge. Is that that weak of him? Why is it so easy to beat a woman?

"I was very disappointed with my stepmother, she dumped me, then spent Papa's treasure. I don't accept that! I remember how hard Papa and Mama struggled in pioneering their business. I felt angry with myself, for being too weak, and failing to keep their message. That's what got me the heart to kill Mom" Freya continued before Jordan opened his voice.

His tone was stifled, it was clear if he was holding back a cry.

"What makes you cry?" jordan asked, looking at Freya's teary eyes.

"I'm covered in sin" whispered Freya.

"You're sorry?" ask Jordan.

"I___"

"Just blame me! Because of me, you're like this, aren't you!" jordan's wrath tightened his grip.

"You're not wrong, it's my choice, Jordan. I remember, many times you reminded me. But ... I still insist on doing it" said Freya.

"Go! Repent, and return to your Lord! I didn't make a good impact on your life, so don't come near me!" Jordan stomped Freya's hand violently.

The man shuffled, slightly away from Freya. He held his temple, holding his hunting breath. Seeing Freya's expression that deeply regretted her past, she was extremely disappointed. I don't know what the reason is, but right now he is very hopeful, his presence is considered special in Freya's life.

"I'm not leaving." Freya said while holding Jordan's arm.

Jordan remained unmoved, still trying to control his feelings that seemed to lose control.

"I will return to my Lord. You've taught me a lot in my life, Jordan. And now, I want to teach you one thing. I don't care what kind of relationship we have now, want me to just be one, introduce you to the real nature of life" Freya said.

"Omong empty!" snapped Jordan.

"If I wanted to, it would be easy for me to escape from you. But no, I didn't do that. You brought me success, and now .. I want to take you in kindness," said Freya emotionlessly.

"What he said is not wrong" said Jordan.

Long enough to come to Indonesia, but Jordan did not know about the Freya family at all, he also did not know, if Freya can get out of his house. Apparently, all this time he was too naive, considering Freya gave up on her shackles. One fact that really drops self-esteem.

"Because to me, you are precious" replied Freya.

"Precious?" Jordan looked up and looked at Freya.

"Yes. We've been through a lot together, is it weird that I think you're valuable?" Freya asked back.

"No" Jordan said quickly.

"Because I also consider you valuable, Freya," Jordan said in his heart.

The two are silent to each other. They dissolve in each other's minds, and allow a dominating silence.

"Freya!"

Jordan's voice was heard again, after a few minutes of silence.

"Hmmm," Freya muttered.

"Is your old feeling still there?" Jordan clutches Freya's fingers clutching her arms.

The two pairs of eyes clashed with each other, staring at each other's reflection in the net.

"You want to know the answer?" Freya asked back.

"Yes" answered Jordan.

"Just ask your heart, you'll get the answer there." Freya raised her hand and touched Jordan's chest.

"But___"

"I'm going to see Kamila, maybe now she's gone." Freya let go of Jordan's grasp, and prepared to get out. He didn't give Jordan a chance to continue his sentence.

"Freya, wait! I'm not done talking!" jordan shouted, as Freya had set her foot in the paving.

"If you still want, I can go home. So there's plenty of time, right, for us to talk?" Freya closed the car door, and sauntered away leaving the parking lot.

Jordan stared at Freya's departure with an erratic heart. Is he still in love? Does he still want to be together? Various questions about Freya, get her caught up in the mist of romance.

"How can I find answers about his feelings, while about my feelings only .. I don't know," Jordan murmured.

_______

The hour hand showed 10.00pm, Freya and Jordan were still awake at the hospital. Jordan insists on accompanying Freya, despite the woman telling him to go home. As a result, Reman went home, and Jordan took care of Kamila.

Kamila had been conscious since last afternoon, only this time she was sleeping. After eating the porridge and taking the medicine, his health gradually recovered. In my heart, Freya was grateful. An unexpected encounter with Jordan has a good impact on their relationship. So that he can look after Kamila at all times, without hiding.

"Jordan, what brought you to the hospital?" freya asked, as the two sat together in the waiting chair.

"I brought the mothers. He fell off the bike and his legs were covered in blood" Jordan replied.

Not long ago, they saw a middle-aged woman being taken to the operating room. According to doctors, he had an accident and a broken bone.

Freya smelled a smile. Either sincere or just build an image, but at least Jordan has helped people. Freya was very happy to realize that.

"Sleep, if you're tired!" Jordan grabs Freya's head and rests on her shoulder.

The smell of mint coming out of Jordan's body, increasingly yelling in Freya's nose. Then he closed his eyes, enjoying the warm hands of Jordan who rubbed his arms.

What happened to Jordan?

Seriate...