This Love Killed Me (Dark Love)
Wedding Plan

Jordan clasped Freya's fingers still on her face. He stared at Freya's black bead with clinginess. Many things he wanted to say, but his feelings were too chaotic, to make him silent without a sound.

"Other thing you think? Smile!" freya said with a charming smile.

Jordan still did not answer, he only responded with a tightened grip. Freya understood how Jordan felt, and she hugged him and clenched him tightly.

"Aren't you concerned about my past?" whispered Jordan.

"For me, it doesn't matter at all" Freya replied.

"You don't mind, living side by side with an illegitimate child?" ask Jordan.

"No. I just mind if my partner continues to lament over his past" replied Freya, who then made Jordan smile.

"Okay, enough of this I shed tears because of the past. Freya, how about we get married tomorrow?"

"You're crazy, Jordan!" scream Freya. He was shocked and reflexively let go of his embrace. He looked at Jordan sharply, but he was seen only responding with a slanted smile.

"We love each other, and he says you want to accept my past. So ... What else is in question?" Jordan raised both eyebrows, as if marriage was just a simple thing.

"About us there is no problem, but the preparation is not enough for one night, Jordan. Are you that poor, so you can't afford to give me a big party?" sutu Freya quickly.

Freya looked at Jordan's face which was far from restless. He took a deep breath and grumbled in his heart. Looking at Jordan at the moment, as if he could not believe it a few seconds ago Jordan shed tears.

"My money is quite a lot, it won't be difficult to prepare for a party in one night," Jordan replied, as without the burden.

Freya let out a rough breath, then inched away from Jordan. He folded his hands on his chest and raised his feet.

"Don't brag about the treasure in front of me, because mine is also plentiful." Freya glanced at Jordan at a glance.

"I'm not arrogant, I just want to justify you. I can give you a big party, even if the wedding is tomorrow. So ... What else is a constraint?" Jordan leaned his body against the table. He held his chin up while looking at Freya.

"Don't be crazy, Jordan! The others you might be able to take care of in one night, but what about the invitation? It is free to hold a big party, if there are no guests present. Besides, you're WNA, you have to take care of the papers first. I don't want our marriage to be just religiously legal" Freya protested at length.

"Who am I WNA" said Jordan. "I'm a native of Indonesia, honey," Jordan continued. He took out the ID from his wallet.

Freya grabbed it quickly, she researched the ID card and then stared fixedly at Jordan.

"Original?" Freya frowned in wonder. He was a little surprised to see the ID card that Jordan gave.

Jordan often fakes identities, but this time no, Freya believes the card is genuine.

"Since I woke up from death, I've never faked an identity like I used to" Jordan replied.

"So, ever since I looked for you here, I've decided to move to this country. Maybe it was fate that moved my heart to do that." Jordan blinked one eye.

"Whatever you say, but I don't want the wedding tomorrow." Freya rolled her eyeballs.

"Why___"

"Jordan, I want all my associates to come on my happy day, and it won't be possible, if it's only prepared for one night. Besides, I don't want to be looked down upon. A very very sudden marriage, it will cause a lot of gossip. I don't want to spread skewed gossip, related to our marriage," Freya concluded quickly.

"I won't stay silent, if anyone spreads bad gossip about you" Jordan said.

"What are you gonna do? You're going back to your world?" Freya looked at Jordan sharply.

"No. But I'll have money, I can keep their mouths shut, without making it miserable" Jordan replied.

"I don't want to." Freya still remained in her stance.

"Then?"

"Next week."

"Honey, next week is too long" Jordan said.

"That's the best time, Jordan!"

"No. I___"

"Just next week" concluded Freya with higher intonation.

"Freya!" Jordan clasps Freya's fingers.

"Jordan, marriage is not something simple, please understand!" Freya looked at Jordan's blue bead. His tone was slow and gentle, yet quite capable of breaking down the hardness of Jordan's heart.

"All right, we're getting married next week" Jordan said, succumbing.

"Just wait a week, I won't run away" Freya said with a sweet smile.

Jordan tightened his grip, there was a warm feeling running through his body, staring at Freya's smile.

Seriate....