Substitute Mother

Chaptre 69. The Truth

“Sit”

As soon as he got home, Jeanno took Judith into the living room. The man then went to get the medicine box in the closet. Judith is still in a state of shock. The event was enough to make him shocked until his body still did not stop shaking.

“Arman touched you where was it?”

Jeanno took off her coat from Judith's shoulder, seeing a bluish scar and blisters there. Deftly treated the wound slowly.

“Arman Mahendra. Does he recognize you?”

Judith nodded thinly. “I'm sorry, sir. I screwed it all up.”

“Ssh, don't think about it. I told you I'd protect you, I'm the one who apologized for being off guard. I just remembered Arman Mahendra is one of the men who pays you a lot. I just remembered when you were in the toilet, because you didn't come back even though you sent me a message. I thought something was wrong, so I caught up with you”

“Master.. You know Arman Mahendra knows me?”

Jeanno nodded. “I investigated you before starting our agreement. Sorry”

“Then now..how about sir? Arman will definitely not give up so easily.”.

Finished treating the wound, Jeanno lifted Judith's chin. His thumb wiped away the tears that kept shedding soaked his cheeks.

“If he won't give up, so will I. I'll protect you, protect my family like the head of the family should. Don't be afraid. there I am here”

Jeanno carried the frail body into his arms. Judith replied equally tightly. Sipping on Jeanno's body scent calmed his nerves. The perceived clutter and fear, diminished little by little.

Judith remembers Renatta and Hannah's warning before deciding to accept Jeanno's offer. He said he was confident he would finish this contract easily. Only six months. Short time, isn't it?

But now, he was caught in the flames he was playing. He fell, fell into the charm of Jeanno Alexander. It was too late for her to save herself, because basically, Judith never minded she was in love with Jeanno.

Yes, he had fallen in love with Jeanno Alexander.

**

Mark tapped his fingers on the steering wheel. I wonder if what he is going to do is right or not. Find out for yourself about Hannah's absence at Victoire. Mark let out a long sigh, deciding to go down for a moment just asking one simple question. If you know the answer, he will go home. If the answer requires Hannah's confession, she will have her lover speak with her eyes. Everything will be finished well. Yeah, so.

Mark got out of the car. Set foot on Victoire. She has always been denied access to stage erotic dancers. But it turns out he is still welcome to enter just to enjoy the music of DJ or order a drink.

The man looked up at the 2nd floor where the erotic dance performance took place. A purplish light emanated from there, signaling that the show was underway. Mark threw his face away. Decided that he should just go home, rather than have to cultivate suspicion of his own lover.

Just as he was about to turn around, the elevator door opened. A beautiful girl dressed in a satin robe was busy talking to her cell phone. Mark recognized her as one of the dancers, seen from Victoire's signature makeup and cloak cover. Without wasting any time, Mark followed.

“Yes, I'll see you later after my working hours. Yes, until meet”

The girl nearly dropped her phone when she found a stranger following her to the toilet where she had received the call. “Damn it, you surprised me”

“Sorry. Are you one of the dancers?” Mark asked without further ado. The girl nodded. “Ya”

“I want to buy tickets to watch, but I want to know if Renatta, Judith or Hannah will be performing today?”

The girl folded her hands in front of her chest. “If you want to find the three of them, I'll let you know they're no longer dancing. Renatta, that woman has been missing from Victoire for the past month. Judith, the conceited one who suddenly disappeared. And Hannah, last week she was still performing on stage, but after that she disappeared”

“Disappeared?”

“You know.. for whom she dances?”

The girl shrugged her shoulders. “No. But it doesn't seem like a random person. Because every night before dancing, he always gets a parcel in the form of a set of clothes that he must wear specifically for the guest. Self delivered by our manager”

“Omong-by the way, you're pretty handsome. Why not just buy a ticket? there were many other beautiful dancers besides the three of them. You won't regret”

Mark backed off, smiling. “Maybe another time. Thanks for the information”

**

After the cloudiness and lightning struck without rain, the middle of the night, in the end the gray cloud sent down its rain soaked the city. Luckily the water droplets down in the middle of the night when most of the people were already at home and had finished their work outside.

Jeanno loosened her arms to Judith who had seemed reluctant to stay away from her. The girl's body was no longer trembling, her crying had also subsided since half an hour ago. The two hugged without a word, but Jeanno understood that sometimes one or two calming words were useless if all it took was a warm hug.

Judith pulled her body, a little embarrassed considering how she so aggressively reciprocated Jeanno's embrace. “Maaf”

“It's better?”

Judith nodded. Simultaneously the lightning struck quite hard. Making the power off, fortunately the electricity reserve is on, but not a white light, but a lamp with a dim golden light with lower power.

“Why the lights are like this. I check ya” first

As Jeanno got up from her seat, Judith held the man's arm. “Do not. Stay here, Jeanno”

The first time he heard Judith calling his name without the frills of the master when they were alone. Her ears were red and her chest warmed up.

‘Stay here, by my side, Jeanno’

Jeanno rested his body. His ears echoed the sound of rain along with Nayara's voice that suddenly appeared.

“You want me what?”

Judith raised her face, venturing deeper into Jeanno's eyes. “Stay here, by my side, Jeanno”

‘I'd rather you here. I feel protected’

“Why?”

“I'd rather you here. I feel protected”

Jeanno shook his head at a glance, the giddiness engulfing him. When Nayara's voice chases with Judith's voice in the exact same sentence, it is spoken by the exact same person, as well as an identical voice. The man turned his head, looking at the interlocutor whose gaze was still fixed on him. That beautiful sparkle, looking at her deep and full of puja. Whether his mind is clear or not. Either Judith or Nayara were in front of him. As the fingers of the twig lifted and touched his cheeks slowly, Jeanno closed his eyes. There was an overwhelming longing that rippled and eroded his sanity. Then when the fingers touched his high nose, his heart beat beyond the threshold of normalcy.

Jeanno opened her eyes when there was no more touch on her face. Judith pulls his hand, which Jeanno then prevents. He wanted, still wanted to feel that touch on his skin.

Like a cliche scene where two plays exchanged looks, Jeanno and Judith are like the main roles in a drama that is looking at what each other feels through a pair of twists. One side has given up on love that feels difficult to ignore, the other side is still locked in worry about his own feelings.

The anxiety was defeated by a longing that succeeded in enlightening his common sense. Jeanno, slowly bringing her face closer, targeted her open pink lips and was ready to accept it. Judith, with a leaping heartbeat, waited. Waiting for the rannum to meet the young master's.

Another bit. Their noses have touched. Breath to each other. When Judith decided to close her eyes, Jeanno wasted no time. For the first time, their ranum met in one pagutan. The result of the disruption of mood, anxiety, and eternal thoughts.