THORNS IN MARRIAGE
CHAPTER 49 - STRESSFUL EVENTS
Is love always sweet as sugar? Can true love be seamless throughout all time?
But why does love taste bitter to me like gall.
Wh why?
Grep.
Suddenly Jordan's hand grabbed both of my hands.
"Liana!... Is there a little love for me? Does anyone? Or maybe, tell me that you love me more than Gege! Say, Liana! So what does our nearness mean for almost three months, Lian? Please, give me hope... This time please!"
"Jordan! Hik hik hicks..."
"I loved you when we were kids! I love you so much that I changed my fat body and my cupy appearance to what it is today! I hope one day we meet and you can be mine! For I believe that I can get you!!!"
Shouting for the cry of Jordan is like a punishment that makes my heart ache.
I'm mistaken.
I am so guilty, my God!
Instead of wanting to get true love, I stuck a sharp dagger in the recesses of Jordan's heart and probably Jonathan.
Then, what should I do? Must how?
I had just slipped out of the grip of an Irsyad who had completely ruined my life. Now I'm faced with the terrible love of a Jordan Ardian.
Oh Allah Gusti!!!
I want a big love. But afraid of the burning love to the point that the fire of his love burns the whole body.
I want a lot of happiness. But horrified also if this happiness seems so excessive that I no longer know how to react to it.
Jordan let go of my hand.
He was crying on the steering wheel of the car. Occasionally punching the dashboard until his right knuckle is injured and bleeding.
"Jordan!..."
"Why are we confronted by God like this, Liana? Is our prayer wrong? Is our love wrong? But I sincerely love you. I love you with all my heart, all my body! Even if you ask me to crash this car into another vehicle, I want Liana!"
"Jordan! Hik hik... Jordan, sorry!"
Jordan and I cried late. Dragged by violent waves in a sea of terrible love.
A love that blindly sweeps like a strong wind sweeps anything around.
I, Liana Wulandari. 32 Years old and 33 years old at the end of the year. But only this time I felt an incredible surge of love. Great love from a man.
Oh, my God, my God...
In the past, and in the past, my confidence was almost very thin.
Towards adolescence, God gave me many trials. It was even very painful.
We fell poor. Mom and Dad divorced. Genta and I even had to stay at the relatives' house to live on.
L'm... Shutter until you drop your self-esteem. School of Kindergarten, Primary School studied in elite schools. Then there was SMP in a special education place that SPP hundreds of thousands of months. But in the third grade had to move to a simple school far away. And eliminate all identity and childhood memories of the past that are very sweet legit like honey.
Continue high school by stumbling. Even until school, I was still trying to make extra money by working in the school cafeteria as a dishwasher every hour of rest for some money that my childhood considered toys.
High School expected to get a job quickly. Because of the shame of constantly hitching a ride on Mama's brother.
I unknowingly became a cold and uncaring person. No need for love because I feel that everything has been forcibly taken from me without asking if I should bear the burden.
Mama, Papa could easily start their new life. For me it hurts a lot. Also for Genta. That's why we brothers are always trying to protect each other.
Until finally I was able to live independently on my own. Worked in a factory and lived in a boarding house. It's better than constantly being a bitch at the house of Uwak Darmawan, Mama's sister.
Irsyad's coming. I'm in love.
I felt that God could not continue to test me with sorrow.
I just woke up. At that time I was more often looking for Irsyad's attention. I was fascinated at first sight because he was my hero. That was my assumption on him first.
Until I often docked starting from friendship and then becoming friendship, we became more familiar.
Irsyad said love to me after a long process.
We are both determined to live a better life. From ordinary people, to extraordinary human beings. From zero to hero.
We slowly combine the power of love. Two human children trying to change destiny into better people, bring us to the point that people call happy.
But..., the long journey does not necessarily make Irsyad think thousands of times not to respond to the temptations of other women.
Katliya came, became a thorn in my household that I considered perfect. That girl, the enemy in the blanket is even like a hedge eating plants.
"Sister! Brother!!! Brother Liana!!!"
I dimly opened my eyes. Genta called me while banging on the car door window.
What was? What's the matter?
A lot of people are crowding around trying to help me open the door to the luxury car Jordan was driving.
I looked at the man who was crying with me.
"Jordan? Jordan!!! Jordan why us?" I shouted hysterically as I shook his silent body while his forehead poured fresh blood.
Apparently, we had an accident.
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