His Hired Wife

nine : too close

    I hate it.

  When I say I hated it then , I hated it really bad. And when I say I hate it when Jake prevent me from going to the café, I really hated it. Don't forget to mention that, I ready to kill him when he come back from work.

   He locked me inside the house ! I mean , it's not exactly the smart idea but , he can't locked his wife into their freaking house.

   Well , he maybe know that I probably will going out to my café with our without disguising. I just wanted to go to my café , even if it's just a minute, at least I can see how my café worked , well or not. And Jake acting like an absolutely jerk by locking me in the big house.

   The back door, the front door and probably the gate outside. He even locked all the windows in every bedrooms and bathrooms. And the door to garage.

   Once again, I'm not his fucking prisoner. I'm not a bad villain or  a freaking criminal. I know how much his reputation are important for him but , he need to think of me too.

   Locking me like this didn't go nowhere. In fact , if he keep doing doing this , we're going to the dead end where we are completely helpless , while I'm trying to help him , he reply me with a cold shoulders.

    He's the real stereotypical jerk. I know how to take care of myself . If he scares that his son will be shown to the public ,then it's a big NO. I wouldn't do that to him and Jordan. I knew their safety effect me and I cannot risk that happens. Can he at least allowed me going to the garden?

   If he scared that I will climbed up on the brick walls then I won't. I won't go out without Jordan in my arms. That's one thing he should know. He himself isn't ready to be a father.

   My snapped out from my thought when Baby's crying echoes inside the house. I sat upright and glance around before stand up . All day, all I had been doing is eating , watching over Jordan and watching TV shows and some movies.

  
    This isn't the life I want to spend the rest of my life with. I just want happiness , I got Jordan , he's my happy pill but ,having a unloving husband ? No , that was my bad pill.

   I rushed upstairs and wasn't straight to Jordan's room . I open his door and saw him crying , the pacifier I gave him already fell off at the corner of his mouth as his legs kicking around begging to lifted up . I chuckled at him and he stop crying looking at me with his wide eyes.

 
    He looked at me for a second before lips tremblings , he wanted to cry again . Before I could reached him , his eyes squint closer in forced manner and crying out loud. Oh Lord , he has the most high pitch in crying. Quickly , I walk towards his crib and lifted him up in my arms.

   He didn't stop crying and kissed his cheek . Rocking him in my arms , I smile . I may not be able to feel like a bride but , with Jordan in my arms , he manage to make me feel as a mother.

    "Are you hungry ? You have been sleeping for more than four hours. I guess you hungry is it" I ask in soft tone before walk out from his door and walk downstairs.

    Jordan stop crying when lifts his over my waist and looked around the house as if finding something.

   "Your father is working , dear" I cooked and he didn't stop tost and turning his head around. Obviously not looking about Jake.

   I sit him down on the baby chair and he immediately chuckling and tap his hands on the small table in front of him. I sigh , shakes my head . At least Jordan is here now to accompany me.

   I begin to making him a baby food. I know he's is too young to eat baby food but mother know better like , my mama. At the age of four months years old , a baby can already eat baby food. So , Jordan can eat but no sweet thing , just a plain. I made him , smash avocado.