THORNS IN MARRIAGE
CHAPTER 23 - A LONG NIGHT

I entered the room after half-nine in the evening. Dinner and talking to Boss Gege made my mind more open to the rigors of life.

Who says rich people have no problems because of a lot of money.

Not really, it turns out.

Even the dizzy rich man was no longer a roving seven. They are more inclined back and forth to think of how to turn their woof into more and more.

Not to mention the right-left companies that are as level as shaking elbow elbow in the tender affairs of mega-large projects.

Like earlier, when we were chatting. The more familiar Boss Jo phone called Boss Gege rang.

He picked it up and after a while of covering to plug in his call, Boss returned with a face of sighingah.

"Alhamdulillah, my tender this time was successful! It turns out that with you guys, bringing good luck to my company after a few months of failing to continue lobbying for cooperation with the manufacturers!"

"Alhamdulillah!" added Citra makes my eyes sparkle happy to hear the good news.

"Liana, Genta! You guys just stay in my house! Don't stay in mess! At least Citra will not often be complete for fear of living alone! I believe you two are good people even though you're on the run!"

"Thank you, Boss! I will work my best. Please always guide!"

Genta is good at sweet mouth. But I also imitated his style of formally thanking Boss Gege.

............

Incoming message from Jordan Ardian in my phone mailbox. Apparently, he was clocked half an hour ago.

...Jordan, I'm sorry I just got in the room and got hold of the phone...

Instantly seen my chat directly on Jordan and immediately reply emoji smile.

Hm. Jordanian. Why are you so sweet? Exactly 17-year-old boy who is PDKT. Oops, I'm really nervous just because Jordan likes to be friends with me. Hicks! Realize, Liana. Who are you, who's Jordan. Go out, find a big mirror for you to look at yourself who has a lot of flaws. You're a fool, PENTIUM 1 said Irsyad. You're fat, your body looks like a cut pig. And realize you just got your husband's divorce! Don't get big-headed and immediately think Jordan likes you!

Instantly limp my body recalls the bitterness of life.

...Can I vc?...

I'm pensive. Jordan wants a VC with me. I don't know why I feel so insecure. Especially considering this body that is round like a ball.

Why does he like to see me in person? Is it to please her because now my body is round like her in childhood? Does he feel a sense of satisfaction after being able to see the bad fate as if turning to me?

...Lianas? Why not answer? Lianas? L'm... I like to talk to you directly. Ye know? I always dreamed of being friends and familiar since we were kids. I mean, I'm really happy to be friends with you. L'm... I have no friends but my Mami and Gege. Now my brother also seems to be busy and hates me too. So.., my friend is just a canvas, a brush and an oil paint like Mami said....

Chat Jordan is very long.

Until unconsciously the melt of my tears feels warm on the cheeks.

It hurts so much alone, Jordan?!

There's nothing wrong with me responding to a friendship with Jordan. There was no evil intent between us. I also feel the sincerity of Jordan who wants to be friends with me. What's wrong if we get close to each other? Just be friends. Just support each other. God won't be angry, will he?

I took the initiative to call him first.

"Callo, Jordan? Assalamualaikum!"

I was stunned to hear Jordan's soft voice.

Like getting a shower of morning dew that cools the heart.

Jordan's voice beats the beautiful chant of my favorite singer.

"I'm fine, Jordan! Have you eaten koq, have you eaten yet? How was your day today? Moga is happy!"

...[.Hehe... I'm happy, you responded to my friendship. I just ate. Intentionally eat fast after Isya prayer, so you can chat with you for a long time! Can khan?]...

Why is Jordan making my chest flutter?

Like a bunch of butterflies tickling this empty space in the heart.

What was? Why is it like this? Is it because of Jordan's attention that seems more and more excessive to me? So that I feel so happy that he is privileged?

...[.Lianas? Hello, Liana?]...

"Yes Jordan. Sure oes. I was thinking that this was like a dream. You, look scared me to be a ge'er. I'm what I am now. While you are a handsome man, rich, but kind and not arrogant and want to be friends until the same as me. I'm afraid you're just playing me. Hehehe...! I'm evil su'udzon to you! Sorry, Jordan!"

...[.I don't think your judgment of me is wrong, Liana! We met again after twenty years of not seeing each other. It's only natural that you have bad thoughts about me. But, do I deserve to be the bad guy while my legs are deformed and unlike any other dashing guy out there. I don't have anything. I am poor and destitute because I have no wealth. All are my parents' and my sister's hard work, Liana!]...

I was stunned again. This melt keeps dripping. How I could feel Jordan's sadness getting into the heartburn.

So imperfect people like everyone else out there are no fun. Moreover, getting hatred from someone makes our hearts sad and sick not stupid.

I'm in that phase now, Jordan!

L'm... I can feel his feelings. How living in the confines of sadness, the insecurity of feeling shortcomings and weaknesses is very unpleasant. Shame and fear of getting along. Dare not open yourself to start a friendship with many people. I feel like that right now.

"You're a good-natured man. Great, can maintain the stability of life and sanity of the soul to date, Jordan! I want to learn a lot from you!"

...[.Hahaha learn what, Liana? Mathematics? In Indonesian? That's all a lesson worth mediocre! Hehe.]...

Jordan's crisp laughter is like a contagious virus. I chuckled at his joke. It's kind of a dime, but I like it. I love to hear Jordan joke and laugh. I like that handsome guy who's calling me right now is like he's looking for attention.

Tok tok tok tok

"Liana! Can we have a chat? I. I can't sleep yet!" There was a voice of Boss Gege calling out in front of my door.

"Yes, Boss! A minute!"

...[.Who is it, Liana?]...

"Sorry, Jordan! My boss called! I'll hang up on the phone!"

...[.Hey, it's gonna be nine o'clock tonight! What does your boss want to call you these nights? You khan's working tomorrow? Guiana.]...

Clik.

Sorry, Jordan. I'll turn off your phone first.

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