Our Baby's!
DREAMLIKE
The music played by Disc Jockey makes the people on the dance floor move more and more wild.
Squeeze their bodies as the puff of cigarette smoke soars high and the smell of alcohol that goes out between the tables of the lovers of night entertainment there.
A few mischievous hands tried to forcefully pull the body of the tall man who was standing not far from the Bartender's long table to enter one of the rooms but was immediately brushed aside violently by the man.
"Don't touch me!"
His sharp eyes stared sinisterly at the two scantily dressed girls in front of him.
"Sorry, Babe. Maybe next time."
The voice of someone from the opposite direction interrupted the three.
They turned to the source of the voice and found another no less handsome man winking one eye at the two peddling girls who had just given a brief kiss on each of his cheeks.
"Rilex, Je! Don't get too stiff or we'll find somewhere else to make you more comfortable talking?" bargain Jordan just after they sat in the corner seat.
Jean who was already feeling dizzy also took the time to sip the vodka that had just been ordered until it ran out.
"Many cafes are open 24 hours around here. Go, Jo!"
But on the way, they decided to go back to the apartment because Jean had not stopped complaining of headaches.
Makes Jordan worried about his best friend's condition, "Would I take you to the hospital?"
There is no lawfulness.
Jean looked straight ahead. I've been busy thinking about something that's been interfering with my sleep lately.
About that dream!
Jean dreams of meeting the figure of a little boy who calls him Papi.
"Good damn this kid! Still daydreaming too, ck!"
Jean's body gasped in shock as Jordan was standing next to her with half-wet hair without a top and a towel still draped around her neck.
"I'm sorry, I'm just gonna wash it for a bit and borrow your towel too! I can't stand that! My hair is so itchy!"
"Wear your shirt again, asshole! Don't make people misunderstand us and think we're a gay couple!" jean sizzled while gently brushed off Jordan's hand that was on his shoulder.
The corner of Jordan's lips lifted into a grin. Got a naughty idea to prank the stiff guy.
"People here are quite open-minded about same-sex relationships, Je. This America is not the 62nd country that is taboo about it. Anyway ... There's no one here but us, is there?"
Jean frowned in disdain as she looked at Jordan with a perverted expression while licking her lower lip until it was shiny.
Pushing Jean's legs still in the pointy fantofel-shaped shoe at the end of it swung forward, kicking Jordan's shins until the man grimaced in pain.
THE DUGH!
"Ahk! Sick, stupid!"
Jordan's hand damaged many times Jean's kick that felt painful.
"Repair that performance of your brain, Jordan! Don't just think of dirty things because I told you not to come and talk like that!"
"Tsk! I'm just kidding, Jean!
"Whatever! Now I want to talk about that night again ..."
Jean poured the beerenauslese into two glasses at a time. Share it with Jordan and drink the liquid in one gulp.
"Who was the woman you paid to accompany me that night?"
"Which woman?"
Remind Jean not to hit Jordan's head this time.
Jean's face turned even colder as she held back the movement of Jordan's hand that was about to pour the beer into her glass again.
"Yes, yes, sorry! He's a friend of Violla's. Wh why? Are you interested in sleeping with that woman again?" jordan Goda.
"Stop talking nonsense, Jordan! Who is Violla? Give me the number!"
"My college friends first. About it ... I haven't been in contact with Violla in a long time, Je! About three months after you went to America. If you're not interested in her friend Violla, then why would you ask for her number, huh?"
Jean fell silent. To be honest Jean just wanted to ascertain the truth about the dream that he experienced for the last few days in a row to disrupt the quality of his night's sleep and ended up making Jean's migraine recur again.
"Ck! Even daydream again."
"Why, Je?"
"Don't tell me you–"
'Because when I did that, I wasn't wearing security, Jordan asshole!'
"Are you afraid that woman is pregnant?" Both of Jordan's eyebrows went up and down, trying to guess what Jean was thinking.
And it's true.
Jean nodded even though the doubt was clearly visible on her pair of black eyes.
"You're not wearing a safety harness?"
"You think?" answer Jean ketus.
Jordan nodded, okay.
"The logic, if friends Violla— ish! Let's just say her name, Celia, okay?"
It was Jean's turn to nod. Heard carefully the explanation of Jordan which is also no less serious when telling stories.
"The logic is that if Celia is pregnant, Violla will automatically contact me and hold you accountable because you have impregnated her friend. By the way, Celia's still virgin, Jean."
Jean's body stiffened with cold sweat that began to pour out.
Although Jean has no experience***, but Jean is not stupid if women who are still virgin will remove blood spots when first making love, Jean is not stupid, although not all women are like that but in general, red patches exist because of the tear of the blood membrane.
"You're serious?"
"Hm, I've also reserved a special room for you. Celia's been waiting for you in room 7, don't you remember?"
Jean shook her head slowly.
"I'm not that depraved at the beginning of your first experience of having sex with someone, Jean. Even I paid a heavy price for Violla and Celia as thanks."
"Not to be too thoughtful, think of the dream as just a sleeping flower and if it is a sign ... Maybe it's time for you to get married and have children, haha." he continued, laughing loudly.
Though they were talking about a serious problem but it seems, Jean was wrong to choose the interlocutor because Jordan's life is not as my own.
Which continues to be plagued with feelings of guilt since the appearance of the figure of a small child in Jean's dream who called him papi.
Moreover, the boy's face was very similar to his when he smiled. It shows two small holes adorning her cheeks, just like Jean when she smiles.
"Don't joke, Jordan!"
Jordan's laughter faded after Jean's death glare.
"Sorry, but that was serious, Je. The oath!"
There's no lie in Jordan's eyes. He seemed to be really telling me all about it.
The mood has changed quiet. Jordan and Jean are silent.
Busy with each other's thoughts and conclude that the woman who accompanied Jean that night was not Celia.
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BRACKET!
The second time Joanna stared fiercely at the figure recorded clearly through the cctv attached at Jo's Bakery.
Not his father, but the man who had done the ONS with him at that time.
The world is narrow!
While focusing on the laptop screen, Kalandra suddenly came and threw an envelope containing a plane ticket to Berlin, Germany.
"What does this mean?"
Joanna took a slow breath. Immediately close the screen of his laptop again before Kalandra come to see what he has done since.
"Papa knows where we are. Papa came to Jo's Bakery and asked Bianca and Bella for my new home address. I should have thought about this from the beginning, Kal. Papa couldn't give up just like that when I tried to avoid him."
Ja. During this time Joanna monitored the situation of the store through the cctv installed there. At first Joanna was surprised to see Jean coming with her friend but the surprise was not there.
A few days before that, Mr. Dery came and seemed to chat with one of his employees.
Luckily, Joanna had already told them what to do when Mr. Dery came looking for her.
"You're selfish, Joanna! Jenanda was a kid and Jo's Bakery just got a new customer who is actively ordering bread every week for office events! Your fear is not necessarily happening anyway. Om Dery deserves to know that he has a grandson! Jenna Percy ... The baby also needs a confession from your family, Joanna!"
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