My Haluku is my Destiny

THE JORDAN AREA

part this time about the story of Jordan well his friends..

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A man who seemed to be flipping through the paper in his hand while reading it and writing something on it.

"Sir, don't you want to go home?"zian went in and asked the Jordan.

Yes he is Jordan immanuel angkasara the eldest son of Volkan raden angkasara and Aminah Wiranata.

"Do you have a problem with that zian? The company's business is very much and tomorrow I have to meet with a client from Singapore". Zian shook his head and walked out of the Jordanian room.

"Ah base boss crazy work". Zian was forced to return to his room to do his own file work.

Jordan stood up and stretched his body due to sitting too long in the chair of his pride. " Tired too" he said, sitting back and leaning himself.

Thinking of going home and finishing it tomorrow morning and calling zian by phone in his room. "Prepare the car"finished saying his jordan shut her down and took her suit.

Ensuring the entire company's data is secure Jordan walks out of the room, and closes and locks it with a special tool that only he holds.

Zian, who had been waiting for his young master, stood by the car door. "Please sir" the Jordan came in and zian got in the car.

Along the way the Jordan chose to rest her body."zian can't be formal to me when we're both!" Zian only chuckled at the words of his young master who was already annoyed at him.

"Well Jordan, can you not put on such a tangled face, if so the master and mistress thought I disobeyed you" Zian said looking towards the Jordan.

"Talk a lot" Jordan said, wanting to end the conversation.

"The talkative was Xian" zian said, recalling his brother who served far away and would return at any time if something happened.

"Sister sister's sister's sister is the same"jordan snatched away her annoyance and closed her eyes in exhaustion.

Along the way, Zian prefers to tell stories with a personal Jordan driver, Asep, who is only 1 year different from his age, arguably older than him.

"Well, don't you get tired of working with a crazy boss like Jordan?". Asep just laughed at hearing it, he knew how hard it was to be a personal assistant to his young master even doubles as a company secretary.

"No matter what his job is just between pickups" zian snorted to hear a speech asep lighter than his.

"Hey bang! Don't want to die young I yah" zian said, blowing his daydream.

"Hehehehe" zian patted his forehead while laughing giggling the base of Asep's bang.

As the day wore on, the Jordanian car entered the courtyard of his family's main residence. It is true that the brothers chose to live with their parents. "Our master has arrived" zian shook the Jordanian body to wake up.

Jordan opened his eyes and yawned feeling his sleep was disturbed. "Hey boy I've told you how many times he!"jordan snorted coldly and got out of the car to quickly rest.

"Where are you Jordan! Tiara's been waiting for you since" Jordan stopped hearing her mama's words. And saw the woman sitting next to him with sleepy eyes.

"I didn't tell her to come, so it was her fault!" Jordan is lazy to argue at this time he is very tired of needing rest.

"Tante is fine, tiara just go home. Jordan was so tired it looked."tiarah took her bag on the sofa.

Nia felt guilty holding the tiara to wait for her eldest child. "I'm sorry aunt, son, as an apology your aunt slept in the guest room first. Tomorrow morning Aunt asked for your hand between you" Tiara just nodded and followed Nia to show her a room.

"Tiara Aunty back to the room first yeah". Nia left the tiara and returned to her room.

"Huh the basis of this child well, it is heartless" nia was not out of thought with the actions of her first child.

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Jordan had woken up from his sleep and was preparing to go to work today. 15 Minutes later the Jordan was ready with his clothes on and out of the room for breakfast with his family.

"Hurry up, big brother" said Wiliam saw the Jordan walking towards them.

"Whisper! Do you want me to send you to Axel?" William creeps with his eldest brother's words.

"He! Dictator" Abraham laughed at the words of his third son.

"Jordan is a son of papa, he should have been in control" Wilim glared at his papa's reply.

"So I mean papa I'm not a papa's son!" Abraham thought as if.

"Ish ma saw papa!"william complained to the new nia from the kitchen with the tiara.

"Let's eat already". All sat solemnly eating with his peace of mind. After the Jordan had finished his meal he stood up and wanted to leave.

"Ma Jordan left first, want to see an important client". The Jordan crucified the hands of his mother and father.

"You're all tiara, son? Yesterday you didn't talk to Tiara" said Nia.

"Sorry ma Jordan hastily" said the Jordanian leaving the dining hall.

"Have ma, the Jordan will meet the client later tiara among others only" said Abraham understood by the action of the Jordan.

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