MINE

Part 30

"So, are you gonna tell me?" I said crossing my hands. Jordan turn his attention to me with a frown, while he's dressing Malto. "Tell you what?". His eyes bored into mine. "My father decline the job". He avert his eyes to Malto who thrashing around, throwing whatever he can catch on the ground.

"Well, was it my fault if he decline the job?". He clearly don't understand my question. "I said, you didn't tell me that he declined it." He reach a comb and start combing Malto's thin hair. "You never asked".he said and I sighed. "You could've just told me". He pick Malto up and lock eye contact with me. "..and ruin everything? Nah, I don't want to risk it." I scoff. "So, you tricked me?". He's about to leave the room but stop his track when I said that. "Wha-what trick? Can't you just stop overthinking everything?..". He frown, his face clearly show dislikes over this conversation,  "I am not overthinking, I was just asking, you clearly misunderstood that!". Jordan face turn serious in a second. " Don't raise your voice at me" he said sternly before walking out leaving me behind.

I sighed and let my body fall on a bed. I run my finger through my hair. He's right, maybe I should just stop overthink, like it was simple. I sighed again. Suddenly my throat felt dry, so I walk out and head to the kitchen for a glass of water. I was too focus on the floor when I walk and bump into someone. I lift up my head and our eyes met. Harry. I sighed again. "Why did I always run into you?!" I said annoyed. "Woah, its not my fault if you happen to run into me, always". He said grinning which tempting me to slap those grin away so badly. "you telling me it was my fault then?" I said even more annoyed. He raised his eyebrows. "I didn't said that-".."Move out my way.."I cut him,  I don't care if I sound rude to him or anything, I just don't feels like talking especially to him. "Okay, calm down girl.." he said raising his hand in defeat. I walk fast toward the kitchen, grabbing a glass, pouring some water and drink it in one go. It calm me a bit. A lot of emotions run through me, like a lot.

Fast forward to 6 months

I watch one years old Malto playing with other kids in the local park playground. He looks so happy, I watch him carefully as he still mastering his walking skills, I make sure to stand closer to him and never left my eyesight on him, I felt normal and happy around others parents which I rarely meet. I don't get to leave the house much, and see the townies, let alone brings Malto to the park. This is the second time we sneaking out to the park. Jordan were very strict when it comes to leaving the house without him tagging along. I feels like my freedom were restricted. Despite being restricted, I always think positive of it. I try every possible ways to rational his strictness, and so far it was good.

But yet, as a mother, I am always worried for Malto. Even though, his father provided him with every possible toys that he could play, but still, Malto is growing up, I know he need to socialize with kids his age.

"Good afternoon ma'am, I haven't see you around here before" a middle age lady approach me with a smile. "Good afternoon, eh not really, I just-rarely, I mean come here once in a while" I smile. "Ahh,I see..well.." immediately I heard crying and I turn my head to it source, I saw Malto laying on the ground, laying and crying. I run to him and begin to comfort him. "It's okay, mommy is here" I said rubbing his back. I noticed that he keeps rubbing his knee while crying.

"Hm? What's wrong?" I move his tiny palm and saw red mark and a little bit blood on his knee. It turn out he fell and hit his knee with a rock. Lucky, it wasn't that serious. The lady from before approach us. "What's wrong? , Is he hurt?" She said concern. "Yes, but nothing serious" I said while rubbing Malto's tears, he stop crying now and left with a snot."Oh dear..here, let me help you. I always brought mini first aid kits in my bag". We walk to the nearest bench and we sit together, she open her mini first aids and begin to wet a cotton pad with water. "Okay little boy, it's going to be hurt just a little" she said soothing Malto.

After treating Malto's wound, we talk for a bit, exchanging name and then we parted away. When I reach home by a taxi, my heart jump a bit with the sight of Jordan's car in the parking lot. I glance at my hand watch and see it was only 3:15 P.M. He's home early today, I pick Malto up and begin walking to the front door. I know it was unlock so I didn't bother reaching my key inside my bag. I close the door as quiet as I can and walk as quiet as my legs can to the stair. I signal shh to Malto which he understands right away, thanks to the hide and seek that we always play.

Luck wasn't in our side when I heard someone clear his throat. "Where did you go?" Malto tired eyes suddenly light up when he heard his father's voice. He wants to be put down so I put him down. He run to his father giggling and his father catch him, snuggling and tickling Malto. I took this opportunity to fly from the scene but..yeah. Luck wasn't always good to you." You didn't answer my questions, Adele.". I bite the inside of my cheek and turn to him. "We went to the park". Jordan expressionless face drain my energy, seriously.

"Without my permission? " He said with a serious tone. " You wouldn't even gave me permission even if I asked, so..."

"Adele, I don't like it when you bring Malto to the playground, isn't he has all the toys to play here at home?"

"Yup, playing alone vs playing with friends is different, " I said, hoping that he understands.

"Friends?, Malto doesn't need friends" he said making me frown. Wha-what did he say?? "That's where you wrong!". He pick Malto up and Malto winch in pain, he frown and scan Malto from head to toes.

"See?, It's dangerous to bring Malto to the public playground, how can you let Malto wounded his knee?!?" He said sternly. Shoot! " I-....". "Adele, I'm dead serious, don't you ever bring Malto anywhere without my concern, let alone to the public places where evil kids are anywhere". "Its not because of other kids, I let him practising his walk then he tripped on a stone,". Jordan deadly stare confuse me a lot. Why would he look at me like that? He just ignore me and walk pass me to go upstairs. 

I just froze in place, didn't moved.
"Well, he obviously angry at you" Harry come out of nowhere and smirk at me. "I don't deserve those oddly stare." Harry chuckle for a bit. "Yeah, he could be weird sometimes but it usually just goes away in a few days" he said. "Few days? Seriously?". Harry walk closer toward me. "He's your husband, you should have known him well". He said, then walk pass me. When did he arrived? I didn't hear any sound of him coming.
I sighed then proceed to walk upstairs.