Mother's Choice Woman

Mother's Choice Woman
Chapter 43. Photos of his mother



Photos of his mother


“When you danced with Miss Lin, I went back upstairs because my cigar was left behind, that's when I saw your Dad's second sister looking at a photo?”


“Whose photo? Is there something strange about the photo he saw?”


“She saw photos Miss!”


“Stop!” Askelan shouted so loudly that Jordan was surprised and pulled the car over in a hurry.


“Tell me clearly!” askelan said again, he changed his sitting position that was originally leaning, now his back is upright and his thighs are opened wide and then use it as a pedestal both his elbows, looking at Jordan from behind seriously.


“Ya, Second Chairman saw a photo I've seen on Miss Lin's phone!” said Jordan.


“Continue!”


“Master, I remember very well when checking the phone and Miss's item left in the suburban restaurant, there is the same photo. I think it's a picture of her mother and if I look now, Miss's face is getting mirin Viana Hims!”


“Buy him a new phone and grab hp including his old card tomorrow!”


“Good, Master!”


Askelan arrived home, as usual Jordan came in just to make sure things were okay. The man was circulating his gaze in all directions and inspecting the entire space.


He finds an old camera that Lintani used to take pictures of, on the sidelines of pouring wine for the Elders. Of course the item did not escape his attention. The old camera can function well, even though the image quality is poor.


He saw an incomplete video as well as two photos of the Elders.


“Master, what is Miss taking this picture for?”


“My book asked for it!”


“Oh.” Jordan nodded. “Maybe you will be interested in seeing this!” jordan said again while showing a piece of video that seemed unfinished in Lintani's take.


In the video, the second Chairman plays a small photo in his hand and his eyes are not separated looking at Lintani.


Jordan and Askelan know exactly if Lintani took it by stealth.


“Alright then, you should investigate further about his past, okay?”


“I think there can't be a mother who could sell her own child just to be a comfort woman.”


“You think so? Is there not a man who can leave his wife while she is pregnant? Do you think women can't do it? I disagree, because the hearts of men and women are made of the same kind of meat!”


“Tpi, Sir ... Miss important person ... and leave Haifa, she does not fit you at all!”


“Where did you judge me to do such a thing? I'm not the one who abandoned women, pregnant with my son!”


“Then marry her!”


“I'm not that cheap guy!”


‘CK! How could he think that a man marrying two women was cheap? That's ridiculous!’ thought Jordan in silence while returning the camera in its original place.


After that Jordan went home to his own house and Askelan to his room, though, useless actually in the room because he could not sleep.


The next morning Lintani wakes up with her eyes open. However, he did his usual activities.


Today Mo came to clean the house so that Lintani did not need to cook and, on that occasion, she told about her clothes in the washing machine for various reasons made-up.


Of course he wouldn't say anything about his experience at the party, let alone his kiss.


After finishing breakfast, Lintani went to the hospital and showed me only a few recordings. However, he promised that one day he would do better for Elliyat.


“Mother, I'm sorry that unlike your expectations, this camera is suddenly broken so I can't fulfill your wishes!”


“No, what, you've tried and I appreciate your efforts.”


“Thank you, Mom. I'll be better next time.”


“Sure, I know it!” elliyat said as he poked the girl's nose.


After Elliyat finished eating and taking the medicine, Lintani took a quick farewell, to work, and the real dying woman allowed her.


Lintani goes to the camera rental before going to Shane's vegetable store and she gets someone already paying all the bills including the fine.


“Who has paid it for me?” ask Lintani to the shopkeeper.


“He didn't mention his name, Miss. It's your bill, right?” said the shopkeeper while showing a piece of paper, the repayment bill to Lintani.


“Ya!”


“Then, that person is not wrong. He even gave me a thin!”


“Then, fine! I'm sorry.”


“Thank you, Miss. Have a great day!”


Lintani was astonished by the person who had already paid her bills but, she did not want to care. After all, the bill amounted to almost 100 dollars and he did not have that kind of money. His salary from Shane, of course, wasn't enough.


“Where are we going now, Mister?” ask Jordan from behind the wheel.


“We to Deondra!”


“What are we there for, do you want to order another suit?”


Askelan did not reply, she saw a draft evening dress in her hand. He only realized when he double-checked his fur coat yesterday, apparently Mo mistakenly thought that the design was his. So, he slipped in the open coat pocket.


Arriving in Deondra's room, Askelan was immediately greeted by the owner to welcome a king, even he sat in the designer's oversize chair, while the owner relented, sitting in an ordinary chair.


Jordan stood behind Askelan while occasionally looking at the screen of her phone because in that place there was nothing she needed to worry about.


“What can I help you with, this time, Sir. What an honor for me to be visited directly by a man like you!” said Deondra, a man who almost looks like a woman.


“How much do you dare to pay for this plan?” askelan said while carefully storing a piece of paper on the table. Instantly, the half-woman man slithered.


The design of the evening gown resembled the feather of an owl, the dark adult and full of mystery in it, all kinds of materials and sizes were written in detail. Including which parts should be folded inward and which parts, folded out to resemble a fabric arising sinking. There was a little tassel on the right and left shoulder inscribed using a soft satin material, to make the impression of being really like a dark-colored owl.


“Where did you get it?” jordan and Deondra asked almost simultaneously.


“That's not the answer I want!” askelan.


“I don't want to be called plagiarist for stealing people's designs!”


“Who asked you to acknowledge that as your plan?” askelan said again.


“Then, what do you mean?”


“I'm just asking you, how much can you price this draft?”


Deondra kept quiet for a while, observing this design, she knew it was original and she had never seen anyone design a model of such an evening dress.


“Good, wait a minute!” the half-woman went to her room and returned with a small box of her jewelry.


“This is one of my valuables, while the money in my account is not enough because I just used it to open a new branch,” he said as he opened a necklace box inlaid with blue collars.


“What is the original blue sky, from Africa?” ask Askelan.


“Yes, I still keep the auction letter and certificate of authenticity!”


“Why is that expensive?” ask Askelan while straightening her back.


“If I designed it myself and I made it into clothes, it wouldn't be that expensive. But, this is people's design, you yourself don't say where you stole it from. So, I need a guarantee of the future so that I am not accused of plagiarism!”


“Only that?”


“There is more, if the night clothes are ready, then I will sell at the same price as the sports car you use today!”


“Are you crazy?” Askelan can't believe it


“No!” Deondra.


“Then, be prepared you have a new rival!” askelan said again as she grabbed the paper and put it back into her suit.


“Sell to me, I'll make his agreement letter now!”


“No going!”


“Cih! You think I can't copy it? All the details are in my brain now!”


Askelan who had originally stood up and turned around, turned her head back and said, “If you do, then you will come face to face with me!”


“Better invite him to cooperate with me, he will be more easily famous, than walking alone!”


“Serah!”


Deandra pulled out Jordan's hand and said, “Tell me, who is that woman? Has Haifa designed it?”


“I don't know!” jordan answered, shrugging his shoulders.


“You guys make me curious!” His grunts while removing the scarf around his neck and throwing it to the floor.


Once in the car, Askelan still smiled thinly even until the vehicle drove fast.


“What did Miss Lin design, Mister?” asked Jordan while passing his teeth when the car he was driving was driving.


“Hmm ..”


“It, nice! I think a small boutique at the intersection of Houllier business center is enough for Miss!”


“Yes, I think so too.”


“I will prepare then!”


“Not now, just get Jeep ready, I'll go to the log cabin tomorrow!”


Seriate