Marrying Mother's Fuck

Marrying Mother's Fuck
CHAPTER 57



Jordan is silent with a feeling of sadness after being tired enough to call out Ana's name in front of the gate of her house Kendra aka her own father-in-law. For over an hour Jordan stood there hoping Ana would come out to see him, for some reason or not, Ana's security guard said that Ana went out today with her friends.


" Mister Jordan, how about you just go home first and come back later? It's been a long time Sir standing there, tired for sure right? " Take care of Ana's house. Actually, he just lied when he said that Ana left, because he knew very well how Kendra forbade Ana to meet Jordan, and because it is not hearty interest Jordan continues to wait there blazing sun so stinging can clearly be felt Jordan, Jordan, his face also paled like an exhausted man made the security guard tell lies to get Jordan back and rest first.


" I know you're lying, so please let me see Ana for a minute, ten minutes, or five minutes is enough. "


The guard was helplessly bowed, how pitiful he was to see how Jordan's expression looked so pitying and begging. Moreover, his pale face and there are still bruises that make Jordan like a lot of pain, Meksi his voice still sounds loud and does not vibrate like a sick person.


" I'm sorry Mr. Jordan, I'm just following Mr. Kendra's orders. " His words resigned because it is impossible to continue lying.


Just about two or three steps Jordan stepped foot, suddenly Jordan felt dizzy until at last he fell unconscious just like that. Fortunately, the security guard saw the incident and immediately helped Jordan, bringing him in because it was impossible to make Jordan outside the house unconscious. The security guard carefully sat Jordan on the porch.


Ana actually knew how many times Jordan had called her name, asked her to come out and talk for a while, or allowed Jordan to see her face. But, the harsh ban given by her father was like a barrier for Ana to fulfill Jordan's wishes. Right, he can't lie because he also wants to see how Jordan is doing right now. Unable to get out of the house at all, Ana can only continue to watch Jordan quietly from her bedroom window, he also saw clearly when Jordan fainted not far from the gate so he thoughtlessly momentarily forgot his promise to Kendra not to see Jordan.


" jordan! " Call Ana who is surprised to see Jordan sitting unconscious on the sofa on the porch of her house.


" Sir, please help me lift Jordan in? "


The security guard was actually a bit hesitant because he was afraid of mistakes, but would refuse also could not because the one who asked for his help was the son of his Master. Soon the security guard helped Ana get Jordan's body inside, and lay down on the living room couch that was clearly more relieved and longer so it was quite comfortable for Jordan to lie there.


" Sir, would you please get me some wind oil in the living room? " Anna Pinta.


He sighed sadly seeing how pale Jordan's face, bruised at the temples, cheeks, as well as the sides of his lips still looked real. Not dismissing the feeling of sadness, Ana involuntarily moved her fingers rubbing the wounds on Jordan's face with a bitter look. He remembered the day Kendra hit Jordan so many times, and Jordan also seemed to not want to retaliate and resigned to what Kendra wanted to do at that time.


" Why are you so pale? It can't be because I beat up my dad, right? " Murmured Ana asked but also did not expect any answer. As soon as the security guards returned, Ana dipped the oil into Jordan. Long enough Ana's efforts made Jordan aware, and eventually Jordan began to frown and slowly opened her eyes.


" An? " Unlike people fainted, Jordan was so fresh when he woke up and saw Ana there. Soon she got up and hugged Ana's body tightly. Yes, this was the feeling of longing for Ana that he had unconsciously felt for these few days.


" Jordan, if you're better off you go home, my dad's gonna be home soon, it's not good for any of us, so get home. " Pinta Ana did not dare to look at Jordan who kept looking at her with a slightly disappointed look.


" Anna, if your father comes I'll talk, I'll ask, meaning I'll beg you to give me a chance to defend our household. "


Ana gave a rough breath, but she also still dared not look at Jordan. Actually he also wanted to, but now Jordan's heart could really be read clearly, so it would be better if you follow the time while assessing how and what you think and feel in the heart of Jordan Semarang. The goal is certainly to anticipate things that Ana does not want in the future if one takes a step and instead destroys her life later.


" Jordan, just go home first. My advice is you better stay with your parents, you look so pale, you're definitely not recovered and need someone else to help take care of you. "


Jordan was silent for a while, he remembered that it was only during these few months that Ana took care of him. Starting from preparing a work clothes Meksi sometimes does not fit, serving food, also Ana is the one who meets her psychological needs. Now returning to her parents' house will certainly not change the circumstances of Jordan who will surely find it difficult so far from Ana. Ah, all of a sudden she remembered that she had not eaten anything today, her stomach was like sounding when Ana looked at her and Ana heard the sound of her stomach rumbling.


" You hungry? " Task Ana.


Jordan nodded even though he had initially hesitated. Maybe while in the hospital he did not feel so hungry because the intravenous fluids will continue to enter his body. But once out of the hospital he felt his strange appetite, making it difficult for him to eat food and make it energy to keep up the activity.


" I can't eat anything, I'm very hungry but my stomach is hard to accept the food I eat. "


Ana was silent for a moment, she got up from her seat.


" Wait here. "


Ana walks into the kitchen and picks up the rice along with the lacquer and vegetables the maid cooks there. After that Ana returned with frequent meals, and sat down beside Jordan.


" Open your mouth. " Anna offered a spoonful of food to Jordan.


Seriate.