
"Freya, what's wrong? Tell me, why are you!" jordan shouted with a sharp look.
His body began to tremble, he was afraid that there was a blood connection between him and Freya.
"Jordan, sorry .. forgive me. I don't know if it's like this, Jordan." Freya answered while returning Jordan's gaze.
"So you know him, you know who he is?" jordan asked still with high intonation.
"She is ... my stepmother," Freya replied with her eyes closed. He did not know what to do if Jordan was angry, the woman had died at his hands.
"Sister? So, he dumped you, he knocked you out on the side of the road that night?" ask Jordan quickly.
"Yes." Yeah." Freya nodded. "I'm sorry, Jordan. You failed to meet your mother, because of me" he continued.
"Armghhh!!!" furious Jordan.
He hit the table in front of him hard, his chest looking up and down holding in anger. Freya looked at him with nanar, all already already, the most precious woman in Jordan's life, now gone.
"Why! Why is it like this, why!" jordan shouted out his emotions.
It was not Freya's actions that made him angry, but the reality that he thought was very cornered.
Freya lost all her assets, because of her mother. Then he helped the woman, but indirectly, he also plunged her into the mafia world. The world that forged Freya into a cold, cruel, heartless woman. In essence, the one who changed Freya's personality was her and her mother.
"I'm sorry, Jordan. I really don't know if she's your mother." Freya held Jordan's arm. I wish that man would open the door sorry for him.
"Freya!" Jordan looked at Freya. "I don't blame you, I'm just disappointed with the reality" he continued.
"I get. You must be very sad to not be able to meet your mother. Why are you saying all this now, Jordan. If only you had told me long ago, maybe now you can still talk to your mother," Freya said regretfully.
"You___"
"I'm sorry, Freya." Jordan clutched Freya's body tightly, as if he was afraid that the woman would leave his side.
Long enough the two embraced each other, letting silence and silence envelop each other. Jordan is saddened to discover that his mother has died, but he is sadder to learn that his mother has taken Freya's future.
Had his mother not taken Freya's assets, perhaps the woman would not have known the mafia world. She'll grow up like any other girl, she won't mess up her life like she does now.
Some time ago, Freya was the woman she hated, but things have changed. The hate was broken down into the seeds of love, and now Jordan is beginning to confess his feelings.
"Freya" whispered Jordan. He let go of his embrace, and looked right in Freya's eyes.
"What's wrong?" freya asked with a racing heart.
"I deeply regret this fact, indirectly, Mom and I made you like this" Jordan said.
"I'm okay, aren't I okay now? It's not Mom's fault, it's not your fault. I myself chose this decision, I myself intend to enter the mafia world" replied Freya.
"Freya, let me fill in the pieces of hope that have been lost in your life. I'm not a special person, but I promise I'll treat you perfectly. Freya, this time I speak honestly from my heart, not just guilt feelings like the past" Jordan explained, without heeding Freya's words.
"What do you mean, Jordan?"
"I love you, Freya. This time, you are truly capable of replacing Lyana. Deep inside the khalbu, there's only your name" Jordan said. Unable to hide behind his feelings, he will pursue love and make it a color.
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