Trapped by a Handsome Wolf
CHAPTERS. 112 Wrong Memory
Beeping...beeping...beeping....
This where? What the hell is going on…?
Odd smell..
Sakiiettt, my body hurts!!
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There was a faint sound, Jordan slowly opened his eyes. Still dim, he could not see clearly. His vision circulated throughout the room which turned out to be a hospital. For a moment his eyes fell on the two people sitting on the sofa not far from him.
“Jo? thank goodness, you're sober .” Victon got up and immediately hugged Jordan firmly until it felt tight. “ Shoot!!” jordan lirih.
“Sorry.” Victon then sat next to the bed.
Nothing, Jordan circulated his gaze and looked for an important figure that should currently be by his side. But there was only Victon and Mr. Winarto.
“Dad?” Jordan tried to sit down.
“Lay only, don't move much.” Said Mr. Winarto while forcing Jordan to remain lying down.
“Where's rara yah?” ask Jordan slowly. He really needs his wife now. No one answered Jordan's question. The two men looked at each other in silence.
"Rara who?" ask Mr. Winarto.
"When you hit, what's your memory of Jo's problem?." Victon said too. "My wife. Rara's my wife, where is she?" Jordan was attacked with a revelation that confused him. What do they mean, where maybe Mr. Winarto forgot his own daughter.
"Rara's a father's son, time forgets?." Jordan is confused. "What are you talking about, father's son, you." Winarto rubbed Jordan's head like a child.
"You why? please don't joke, my wife where?"
"When you married Jo. Wife from where, ngaco." Victon shook his head slowly.
What the hell, Jordan so thought if he might go back in time. However, how can Mr Winarto be his father? it doesn't make sense. Jordan put her hair back, and her gaze looked back at the two men in front of her.
this serious?
Jordan put on a confused face and it was so funny that Mr. Winarto and Victon were not able to hold a laugh any longer.
"haha."
Jordan opened his eyes again. What's so funny? Jordan doesn't understand the situation at the moment.
"it's not funny." Jordan put on his face.
"Sorry son, I'm just testing you. Take it easy, Rara is there and is out. It's gonna be her soon."
Hufft.. Jordan breathed a sigh of relief.
"Sister?"
Rara approached Jordan with plastic in her hand. Mr. Winarto gestured for Victon to give the couple some space.
In a sense of security, Rara immediately splashed into Jordan's body. "3 days. I almost died like that. Please don't do this again." Rara lirih. Jordan closed in and returned the hug.
"How long have I fainted?" Jordan loosened his embrace and stared intensely at Rara's face. "You disappeared for 4 days, and only realized 3 days later. It's been a week."
Some are awkward, when Jordan had an accident he could get out of the forest the next day. And the afternoon he was already in his neighborhood, then the remaining two days where was he?
"Ra, where have I been found?
"forest. Not far from where the car fell."
"Am I a visual hallucination? " inner Jordan is confused. He ate at a warteg and moved here and there. As Jordan recalled, he had reached home in just 2 days post-attragedy.
"Darling right?"
Jordan shook his head slowly, "Maxton?" ask Jordan then.
"In the next room. Her hand was broken, so it needs special care." replied Rara as is. Jordan's condition was more severe and concerning, but he was always attentive to his assistant. After all, they are like bones and flesh that always stick together and need each other. That's symbiosis.
"I brought fruit. Want what?" tawar Rara while showing the plastic bag she was carrying earlier.
" Want a pear. peel it."
Rara complied and painstakingly peeled off the fruit. "Booking." Produce. Jordan observed Rara who was so patiently cutting the fruit and feeding it slowly. If this is the case, Jordan is willing to be sickly in order to be spoiled like this.
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.-To Be Continued
