The Marriage In Lost Memories

Thirty Three

6 Months passed.

A from a cholengmerat family there. His family owned the Oil Trade business and various companies engaged in property.

His father was in the crude oil trade and for the time being. All of the responsibilities would most likely fall to him later on.

But the family had internal problems. Power struggles and legacy.

His grandfather 3 years ago died and many gave the inheritance that was earmarked on Jordan! Because Jordan's one of his grandfather's trust candidates is within the scope of that big family.

J is considered a parasite as well as his other familial greed that does not accept he gets the biggest share, his life is often targeted. One of them was an accident 3 years ago that claimed Devi's life.

It was one part of the attack from one of his internal family.

J's absolute requirement of obtaining the inheritance and power left by his grandfather's mediator was that he should marry.

And that's what's now a burden to me.

J told his family I was his future wife.

Out of the Tiger's nest and into the Lion's nest!

" J.. I'm not your future wife" My protest was upset after leaving the horrible banquet I just met earlier. His entire extended family stared at me like little mice nested by a starving cat that was ready to pounce on me.

Even I'm upset with her. He didn't say anything about the banquet he said. He said just seeing Dad and his mom didn't know his whole extended family was gathering.

" Yes, you are the mother-to-be of my son's son" she replied without burden.

I looked at her more and more annoyed

" I'm not even divorced! Did you see how your cousin looked at me???"

My lick is upset.

There's a cousin of her a woman calling me a bad woman either.

" Maybe because they know I'm in Indonesia looking for you Len.. So they're preparing for today"

I turned towards her.

" 3 years ago I told you I had a candidate, and that's what made them move! And maybe they already know who you are, so sorry that made you so uncomfortable.."

I saw a horror J who remained calm recounting it.

" moving? You mean the accident? Am I also in the diamond? So I'm not safe? You make me want to die silly???"

Jordan pulled my hand as I turned around.

" You're just gonna die silly with me" she replied in a joking manner. I kick his shins until he's pounding hard.

" Feel!!

I stayed there J and got in the car.

He caught up with me then with his face still grimacing.

" J... If you want to use me! Married for inheritance. I'm sorry I don't want to" I said straightforwardly still 100% upset mode%.

He turned on the car engine and turned on the radio there, there was a music chat that sounded old-fashioned but varied. The boy jogged and sang in Italian. Seeing that I got more upset.

Immediately I pinched his arm which is still in complete healing from a gunshot wound 6 months ago.

The boy grimaced and squeaked in pain.

" Yaa yaaa sick sakiit.. Hentikaaan"

" Want again?" Threaten me with my pointy nails.

" Don't. Sick tau..

" I'm talking seriously! You are this..

" That. This is also serious.." His mouth then pulled my cheek hard making me angry again. I grabbed her wavy hair roughly.

" Aa aampuuun aaaampuuun "Shouted J there.

I let go and threw my face out the window.

I heard he's still singing 'cause there, it's hard to talk to J. He can be serious and very serious, can also be serious while joking. The point is J is hard to guess even though it is easy going.

1 hour later we arrived in front of a simple wooden house with a flower shop beside it and behind there was a flower garden, many types of beautiful flowers live there.

J gave me this house of my dreams in the middle of the countryside at the foot of a very cool mountain also quiet. And this animates me once. Even staying here makes me reluctant to leave.

As Elara waved from the storefront, she was the original girl of the village who was 17 years old she was my storymate and helped me take care of the flowers.

We immediately entered the house while carrying some instant food that was bought before him before the banquet in his family in the city.

" Put it in the refrigerator, which is neat" I said as I removed the bag, scarf and cardigan and turned on the heating. The weather outside is quite cold, although it is still daytime.

I sat for a while on a wooden chair with a padded pedestal of small flowers. My ass is really sore.

" What else is madam..." Shouted J inside.

I'm speech heard. " I want coffee" I shouted.

And sure enough J made me some coffee. Not 1 but 2.

He wore an outdoor fanel shirt box box with a T-shirt inside his. This man sitting next to me was serving hot coffee in front of me.

" I'm so tired! Ah more straining my neck veins... Your family's got a knack for J's ghost movies.. All of them are serem banged.  Except your mother.. She's so sweet "I said immediately to the laughter by J.

I did not lie to J's mother, a native of Indonesia, born in Central Java. His face was very Indonesian. The skin is ripe and very friendly when talking. Not much different from my mom. Why am I comparing with my mom.

" Well! How does..

I sip the coffee slowly I cool right by blowing smoke puffed.

J sits casually with one elbow resting on a chair chart. Her lips look very pink with the pale skin she has. Especially when exposed to the sunlight from this window who is embarrassed to peek behind the curtain.

"How about which???" Ask me.

" You're afraid of them?

" who? Your family???

He sniffed and took his coffee.

" If you're afraid I'll accompany you tonight how???"

I saw his face, his ignorant smile terpatry.

" Can! You sleep in the store or in the back" I said directly in his search with a laugh.

" I want to make pancakes. Do you want to?"

I'm nodding. Even though I've eaten, but during the trip, enough to make the butt pegel make me hungry too.

J is from there. This house is like his second home. He's free to go in and out but that doesn't mean he's free to do anything to me. Jord is still the Jord I know he really appreciates women. Although in this country is free, but the Eastern manners are still attached to it. And he should get the good woman he deserves. I sometimes feel sorry for J's kindness, especially my status. We used to be loving but that was before even now we are trying to revive the past.

I went into a small kitchen filled with only a small kitchen and a refrigerator.

J seemed busy playing the bender there.

While I take the rice, to cook it for the night and tomorrow, even though rice is my food.

The smell of vanilla emanates when 1 pancake is finished he made.  The aroma was fragrant once until I glanced at the results of his work

Her work is perfectly not charred and her colors are gorgeous.

My nose is even in the makeup with pancake dough, J immediately laughed at me.

" You're so pretty with that Len...

I sprinkled the flour back into her hair making J squeak and run curry from there. Our laughter broke. Replying to each other until a bad smell is created. J's eyes widened and immediately jumped to save his pancakes in his absence but late the bunder cake was so charred.

I pat her on the shoulder "Patience Yes...

He just smiled and laughed.

" Let me! Your hand may still hurt" I took over the spatulla on her roast and shifted her. Clean up a blackened skillet for a while. Then put it back on the fire. Smear with butter and make a round dough in it. What do you want to top? Ice cream or honey?

Ask her behind me.

" Ice cream only" I replied as I flipped the pancake.

I saw J open the fridge and grab a supply of ice cream there.

If you look like this it feels like we are really a compact couple, J personality is also very good he is calm in attitude, has the same sense of humor and there is no blame in him loving.

I should be happy

Yeah I'm happy with J here.

I hope Devan is happy there too.

We were at odds over what I couldn't accept but it's been 6 months. I got away from her like I wanted from the past....

" lena... Gosong" Shouted J disperse my reverie. I panicked and started the fire.

Some more! The cake turned black.

I saw J with a horse's whimper.

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A beautiful night in the village of Grindelwald, a beautiful village in Switzerland located at the foot of the Eiger mountain. Not only morning that makes the heart always serene to see the beautiful scenery in front of the house but also the night. The flickering stars in space are amazing and the cool air is endless.

This is the most beautiful paradise I've ever felt.

Like tonight. I swung on a Hammock swing made of rope. While reading a novel. One of my routines is not to get bored alone in the countryside.

Jordan came back this morning. He said he would be back in 2 days.

Jordan used to go back and forth to the villages to see me.

He works at one of his parents' companies.

The sound of a small truck engine stopped, it must be Elara, she said tonight she wants to take me to the night market. Had her come 30 minutes ago, I thought it was void turned out the girl appeared with a more conspicuous makeup. Her red hair was in pigtails and she wore tall boots that were tucked in her long coat, and looked also a short shirt with a tight dyed skin.

" Sorella..,scusa il ritardo" cried this girl frantically she said sorry I was late brother.

Sorella, sister's call to sister.

I don't actually speak Italian very well, but Elara and J often teach me. Initially we communicated with English Elara quite fluent in English and I often rely on language applications on smartphones if alone go to a place of umun. But the more I get here I understand them well, they also use body language.

"va bene" My answer means it's okay.

" His car broke down so I fixed it for a while "Subscribe Elara this time she uses English.

Elara is a little tomboy, she loves mechanics but also loves flowers.

" True, it's better if you can't not force it, how about we just watch a movie?"

Elara's eyes grew" Come on, I guarantee that the tail truck doesn't do anything anymore. Watch anytime you can, quickly ready! I'll wait in front" Cecar blindly. And he immediately withdrew from there.

I don't want to get out of the swing. Dragging themselves into the room took a thick coat and a scarf as well as gloves.

The climate here is cooler at night.

Before I call J first.

I've promised her always to say when traveling, considering here I'm alone and she's in town.

" J.. Elara picked me up! We're going to a party tonight..

" What ain't len's night?"

" Yes.. I think Elara really wants to go there. I'll call you again. Yea...

The girl also tuned into the music loudly. It's not clear joggers there.

We immediately left my wooden house. Towards the city border. I went there once with J.

Beautiful night market. Lots of food, entertainment attractions and of course under the brilliance of the stars.

This time I understood why Elara was so enthusiastic.

It's Sunday night where there's a music show there.  For a time like Elara, of course, this time is what makes.

Actually Elara had many friends in the city she returned to the village because she wanted to take care of her ailing aunt. Elara grew up in the care of a couple there since childhood. He only went to town to complete his studies. A year ago, he graduated but did not go to college. The reason is because he took care of his aunt.

" We're still not too late" he said while turning off the truck engine that can be said to be quite old.

I got off as soon as the energic girl got ahead of me.

I sent J a message right away when I arrived.

" There, they perform there" Shouted Elara then pulled me who just finished sending a message.

The sound of rocker music instantly echoed as we approached the stage area. Enough to squeal ears.

Next to me Elara was very enthusiastic. His eyes were here and there looking for someone.

And if honestly this is not my vehicle anymore, yes even though I am not even 25 years old but I prefer to circle the night market there. Play sugar and join the game that makes adrenaline rise. There can be a lot of food.

" Yes..." Shouted Elara jumping up and down with a face like finding what she was looking for. I see in the future there are women the same age as her with rocker-style clothes.

" In my friend! We go there ka" Take Elara again bring me to her flock of friends.

I can see friends and Elara like her musicians who will perform there. Seen from their clothes.

They greeted each other and talked with the scene Elara also introduced me as her brother. Yes, even though from where my face there is no Italian element. Asian grill..

Mentoring! Pure indonesia.

But children who are still young are quite friendly even though their fashion style can be said to be nyetric.

" They're one of those street musicians who came on YouTube" Elara explained. I was quite impressed to meet them in person, although now my world with the internet is not close anymore. I avoid touching the internet for fear of my kepo soul showing up. I could have been looking for news about Susan, Nita from there and by connecting her I with them again would have reminded me of Devan.

Elara again chatted with her friend until the 5 band children went from there. To perform on a small stage but the audience is quite flocked.

And the music brought by Elara's friends is exciting. Can break the eardrum when the vocal yells in Italian which I do not understand. Even though I still enjoy the music show there.

Even I recorded it and sent it to J.

He sent the emoticon closing his ears.

Elara and I were there for maybe 1 hour until the hunger gnawed at us.

The market tonight has begun to be empty of visitors but the foodtruck is still there and the buyers are thinning

" Hotdog" I said I delivered my menu to Elara who ordered.

I sat at one of the outdoor tables there.

I saw some people enjoying eating. There is a pair, alone there are also those with their children.

Boy with red nose, black eyes and honey brown curly hair. Gobbling burgers in front of her cheerfully with her parents, they look very happy.

The couple's son looks a lot like Devan's son.

Given that it feels like something is pinching in the mind here.

There was sadness infiltrating.

Anyway I think Devan's surprise was amazing. He has a son with Jessy! Oggghs..

I think I'd eat someone if I remembered.

" Manyones spicy runs out" Elara's voice broke my bad memory.

He sat down and gave me my order complete with his drink.

" Hmm so good! I haven't eaten since this afternoon" said the boy as he continued to chew. His green eyes looked adoring at the jumbo level Hotdog in his hand,

" I remember you were eating fried rice"

Elara's face flushed. He forgot or pretended to forget.

Elara likes to eat and she says my delicious Indonesian-style fried rice.

" Areally I completely forgot" his grin with his mouth still full of food.

Elara was shocked.

" Jack.. Alice.." -..." Shouts her enthusiastically.

I looked back and found the 2 members of his friend's band who were heading towards the foodtruck. This time they removed the dark-colored makeup on her face. His clothes were more relaxed no spiky thorns in the style of punk children.

" You guys haven't come back yet?" Short hair woman with italian language.

" Yahach, we're starving so eat first. Where are the others?" Elara asked as she continued to chew her meal.

" They went to the Vegas club, I was hungry, I ordered. Jack, you want me to order, right?" Alice leads to Jack joining the table.

" May, just order like you!"

The short-haired girl then headed straight for the cashier.

" I thought you guys were home! " Say Jack again." It's good that you haven't come home yet! Can I ask you?

Jack is facing me. Of course it surprised me.

" Yes "I still answer, meaning that Jack's language is still in my head.

" He said he wanted it to be the same" Alera said in more detail

I take off the food in my hand.

" Sure.. Yes.. What's up?" I'm ready to listen to this young man's question in front of me.

" Do you have a flower shop where Alera works?" This time Jack changed his language to English.

" Yes, is that me? What's up?"

" I have urgent needs tomorrow! Do you guys also receive the services of a flower arrangement, tomorrow my mother's birthday I want to give her a surprise, she likes white roses and other beautiful flowers. I'm confused about what gift to give! Until I saw Alera I had just thought" said the boy enthusiastically.

Alera screeched" You came to the right specialist"

" Of course, Jack! We'll help you make a beautiful gift for your mother! You can chat Alera. Tomorrow we promise your order will be finished" I promise. It wasn't once that Alera and I had arranged beautiful fresh flowers as someone's gift.

Jack's face is radiant." Oh thanks.. I'll give the details to Alera's number, but you can take her to my mother's place. I'll give you the address later too"

Me and Alera nodded.

And tomorrow morning Alera had appeared in front of the house, Alera and I discussed with each other the design for Jack's Mother's gift, Jack wanted a beautiful design. Flowers as gift wrapping box inside her.

At 10 am Jack sent a gift he wanted to put in the flower.

And we were busy making gifts for Jack's mother.

" Did kaka take the drop? Jack's asking for his gift at his mom's office at 12 this afternoon"

" What's far?" Ask me while looking at the creations of me and Elara. An amor-touched box with flower flowers was attached there and inside was also a stalk knit we made to hoard the gift of Jack.

" In the city! If you come along, we can all shop, how" said Elara with enthusiasm.

I half-thought, Jordan said he'd be here but didn't know when. He still has business at his job.

" Okay... , then I'm ready first" I said as I moved on from there.

" Okay ready madam. I put the gift in the car first...

I screamed assent while heading into the house.

And this time we used my minibus instead of Alera's truck, afraid it would die in the middle of the road and make the trip too late.

We arrived 1 hour later at Jack's mother's company.

" Jack said he asked us to come in too, more people were more festive" Alera said again, calling Jack to tell us we were in the parking lot.

" Okay well" I said I also wanted to let go of this fatigue. Of course being in a new place in this country I am still enthusiastic.

The company we entered into is a large company like his engaged in the field of Entertainment. It's kind of a corporate television station.

We're guessing Jack's mom over there as what her job is. Maybe Jack's mom is an artist?

Alera denied it. She said Jack's mother was only a Model Manager.

All the way there I always admired the interior of the building complete with people, Italians indeed flat have a beautiful face.

But I never thought I'd see Jordan's cousin in the same elevator.

Jordan's female cousin, tall woman, beautiful and has a body model. Maybe he is a real model especially in this environment.

I immediately close myself to Alera's side and raise the scarf to cover part of my face. I hope the woman who touched me in front of the Jordan family doesn't see me here. Luckily the woman had just gotten into the elevator so she took her place in front. And the goddess Fortuna was on my side. His cousin didn't see me until he got out of there.

We got to the floor where Jack and his family were waiting to surprise his mother.

They seemed satisfied with the design we made for Jack's Mother's gift.

Until their surprise really made the 42-year-old woman touched. His family gave a surprise when the mother was again in work in the room of his superiors. A kind of prank makes the mother angry with the boss and unexpected attacks from her children and friends Jack.

A successful and entertaining show. I got a new acquaintance there.

" I'm going to the toilet, "Whisper me to Alera who's still busy helping to capture the family in a photo.

Alera nodded.

I searched the toilet until I found it at the end of there near a training room of this agency.

Removing contents in my bladder that felt poll. And it's really relieved.

" Have you heard that the widow will only drain Jord's treasure...

My hand stopped when I opened the door knob. Somehow the sentence seemed fitting for my position and Jord's name was mentioned. Maybe who is talking about this???

The sound is similar.

But I am not a widow!!! Shouting my anger did not accept.

" Well he's here, all Jord's facilities! That's stupid kid! Even an ugly woman like her is nothing special! "

Another person with a different voice.

Then they laughed. " He's so ugly huh, Jord's taste is the same as his father!!

My eyes widened in shock. What is racial discrimination!!!

" I don't think Uncle Bob will stay silent! Moreover, she wants Valentina to be Jord's wife!"

" Valen.. ? Is that the same Valen??"

" Yes!! He's Valentina! His wife's cousin's son! It's Uncle Bob too! Tau itself is. Uncle wants to control Jord through Valen...

They come back sniggering. " Oh, I think Valen and Jord are better than the widow!!

My breath goes up and down. My blood freezes in this brain I want to explain to them that I'm not a realistic woman! True I was brought here but now I have my own business and all away from the impression of luxury.

I came out by breaking down a loud door.

In front of the sink it was true that the 2 women who were gossiping were there. Their eyes almost came out to see me there.

This must be an interesting coincidence.

Let's see how Indonesians can solve this easily.

My fingernails are ready to slice the beautiful faces of these two women.