Mission Jessy

Who're You?

Evan plunged himself into the pool and pulled Melva to the surface, wrapped her body in a towel and asked her to change clothes immediately.

Evan was already waiting in the room when Melva came back from the shower. "What's this?"

"We need to talk about something important, Mel."

Evan told me everything. About who he really is, what his mission is and how Melva can help him put an end to everything well.

"Is Evan kidding me? How do I know what the password is?"

"You're his real son, Mel. You must know. Try to remember all the things about your father. What you usually discuss and aspire to, such as dates, places or certain numbers."

"I don't know and I don't want anything." Melva put down the towel and started to light the blower to dry her hair.

Evan turns off the blower knowing that Melva deliberately turns it on so she can't hear Evan's words.

"Came, plis. Please help me. We need to know it before anyone. If anyone finds out about this, our lives are all in danger."

"How many times do I have to say? I don't know anything because I'm not Mel"

"What?"

"I mean -"

"Then who are you?"

Jessy tries to dodge but Evan grabs her hand and stops her. He looked into Melva's eyes. "Are you Jessica Abraham?"

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"Are you Jessica Abraham?"

"What does Evan mean?"

"Mel, this is a serious matter. We don't have time to joke. So please don't confuse me with choosing between Melva and Jessy. Don't make me think of nonsensical things like you disguised yourself as Mel or you possessing Mel's body and so on. I've been quite confused as to who you really are."

"Is Brother Evan just Evan's brother who knows that rich? I'm confused too. If I told you I was Jessy, would Evan believe it? Everyone's just gonna say I'm crazy, like Papa."

"So you're really Jessy?"

Now it was Melva's turn to look into Evan's eyes. "Are you saying now that Evan is also going to say that I'm crazy?"

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"Melva came out of her room with a radiant face. Since surviving a fatal accident a few months ago, it was the first time Ms Rahma had seen her daughter as cheerful as that.

"You look really cool, Mel."

"Yes, Mom. Mel was able to swim and Evan said he wanted to find a school that would accept Mel." said Melva with a mouth full of cake.

"Don't get too suspended, Mel. Remember that you are pregnant. Got to get more rest, son."

"Yes, Mel knows, Mom. Let's go now Mom!"

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(A few minutes earlier)

"Are you saying now that Evan is also going to say that I'm crazy?"

Jessy begins to tell me everything she's experienced since meeting James during the race until he's inside Melva's body. "But how could Evan believe it?"

"Because Mel might not know Om Tomi's favorite tea and also eat sandwiches in a weird way like you. Mel who is phobic with a swimming pool will not be desperate to enter the pool just so as not to fall again. And an untrained man like Mel wouldn't be able to master breathing techniques like a trained athlete like you, Jess."

Jessy was so excited to hear that. He did not expect anyone to notice him as well as Evan. He also felt relieved not to have to keep pretending to everyone because at least one person believed in him and was willing to accept him as he was.

"So what now Evan is still confused who wants to marry?"

"You, Jess. From the beginning it was just you I wanted."

Jessy returned to nyosor and immediately kissed Evan's lips. He could no longer hide his relief and happiness. Evan pulls back Jessy's body and kisses her back.

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That afternoon Melva was about to go with her mother to a shopping mall to buy some of their daily necessities. However, Evan could not drive because he had to go somewhere. So Melva went with her mother in a taxi.

At first everything went well, the road was also fairly quiet until there was a motorcyclist who somehow just suddenly whipped and grazed and then fell in front of the taxi Melva was riding. The taxi driver tried to brake, but because the distance was too short, he slammed the steering wheel to the left and hit the road divider.

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They arrived at the hospital and doctors were checking on Melva, Ms Rahma and the taxi driver. Evan felt very anxious about the two's composition. She fears bad things will happen to Mel and her baby.

"How's my mom and wife doing, Doc?"

"The condition of Ms. Rahma and your wife has begun to improve, but we apologize that we were unable to save the fetus in her womb. We have tried our best but the condition of the patient's content is very weak so a little bump can be fatal. In addition, the fetus in the womb of your wife does not develop properly, her heart rate is also weak. Maybe because of the influence of surgery and long-term treatment that your wife lives. We're sorry, sir."

Evan's body went limp for a moment. He lost his father five years ago. But that night was different he not only lost his son, but also lost his wife's happiness and spirit.

Melva's joy soon turns to endless tears as Evan and her mother tell her about her condition. Jessy is devastated to learn that she has just lost Melva and James' child.

There was a huge sense of disappointment and guilt in him. He had been so selfish to force himself to practice swimming despite his weak content, he was also not careful to have a miscarriage. Jessy just kept blaming herself.

"What are we gonna do now? I've lost Mel's son."

"Don't worry, Jess. Everything's gonna be fine. It's not your fault."

"How could it not be my fault, brother?"

Evan hugged Jessy's body which began to shake due to sobs that broke again.

Jessy loosened Evan's embrace and then sat back down opposite the married man, "Then what about us? Are we getting a divorce because this kid is no more?"

"Unfortunately I have absolutely no intention of getting a divorce, Jess.."

Jessy looked at Evan and then hugged him tightly.

"Oh yeah, Evan's face why? How did it go?"

"Oh, this is nothing. Help the nangkep jambret. So gini-rich, huh..."

"Let me call the doctor? Evan's brother needs to be treated, too."

"That's it, Jess!"

"Jess?" Ms. Rahma just came in and heard Evan mention Jess.

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